Friday, November 17, 2006

Tour of Duty or Call of Booty?

We tell ourselves it is a right. For women to have sex like a man and for men to have sex, well, like a man. So is a booty call really just a call of duty to what is hip, cool and apparently a sexual birthright? Hmmmmm, call of duty or booty? “Booty call” came into the popular vernacular c. 1990 and means an on-call sexual relationship, not necessarily between partners who have read the description for said booty call. In other words, an excuse for making like, not love. To dilute something as amazing as a physical connection with another person into the realms of fast food is like going to Italy, and the highlight of your trip is the Pope soap-on-a-rope you bought at the Vatican. You are in the Army boys and girls, if you subscribe to this being anything more than what it is; synthetic vs. silk, canned vs. fresh squeezed. And, speaking of squeezed, if your true feelings slip out at a more than appropriate moment in a real relationship, the potential for wonderful is there. In the BCR (Booty Call Relationship) world, you are more likely to hear the sound of the first nails going into the coffin. Not a bad thing really, since the shelf life of a BCR usually runs 6 weeks to 6 months. Anything else and you should be billing!

It seems that we crave the real deal, but when it comes to companionship we will settle for second, third and fiftieth best. Sandcastles on the beach are a pleasure for the moment. Prime real estate in the imagination, but with the first beckoning of the sea, la la land goes back to the primal building material it really is. If you are not able to see a BCR for what it is, (and I truly wonder if anyone can), maybe it is time to get off the beach.

Because a past BCR can show on the weather front, just about anywhere, and at any time, make sure it is over before you are in the sweaty bliss of a new and exciting relationship (hopefully a real one). Without due and proper warning, you may find yourself without time to batten down the hatches and you won’t be able to ask the weather person for a minute by minute update on Hurricane Patty. If you are going to indulge, for goddess sake set up some rules up for yourself. In fact, read the Monopoly ones! You have to go around the whole thing once before you get anything, free parking will let you down, and you will always land on Park Place when you are broke. Does anyone ever actually finish Monopoly? Nope, we just get bored and move on to the next game.

Have a naughty day!

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