lyell's theory

mood: intensely calm.
state i'm in: curious about this forthcoming symposium in another hour or so.
tune: ronny jordan 'my favourite things' i'm sure mr coltrane would be proud.
achievement for the day: slept in ...aaaaahh.

i'd like to put forward with my agreement with lyell's theory about relationships - the nature of males as... elastic bands.

the theory was brought to my attention by the theorist herself (unless someone else can lay claim to credit) over beef brisket noodle soup the other day and it has been resonating since, getting me thinking ever deeper about this metaphor.


something flicks, and a male will just fly away, some distance coming between him and his partner. but sure enough, having reached maximum stretch allowable with that flick, he comes hurtling back, close to his partners side.


but elastic bands never quite return to their previous state of tension entirely, so perhaps only the tightest of elastic bands, with the integrity to return to their previous state, will last and last. of course, some eventually just snap too. i suppose mention must be made that if there are few flicks, there are similarly few opportunities for stretch to occur, preserving the elasticity for much longer. perhaps some are sensitive to smaller flicks then others. heck, i could crap on for days with this analogy...

thanks nic!

ps. jeez i wish i was somewhere other than brisbane right now. maybe the cow shit at the ekka will do the trick, i can close my eyes and pretend :-)