Looking back at the past few Valentines Days, we’ve posted some rather sideways glances at the whole she-bang.
The glance was askance, other than “support your local florist”.
archive Feb 05
archive Feb 06
For a glimpse at the V-Day archives, click on Feb 05 and Feb 06 then scroll down, since the earliest posts of the month are at the bottom.
Looking back through 2 seasons of emails on this topic, here are a few mental nuggets from the fan.bontons out there (including extremely Northern Europe and Oz Down Under):
• “I love pretty girls and miss them when they’re not around”.
• “… an arrow straight through the heart now I feel more alive.
• “… lost my free will, but I feel alive”
• “Cupid is real, it happened to me, I was slayed”
• “cupid rhymes with stupid for good reason!”
• “If I win, I win. If she wins, she wins and I feel like a winner”
• “… a Battle Royale of her voodoo vs. my mojo ”
Gee, so many uses of battle terms to describe relationships of the heart! Being conquered (I give up), hearts lost to the victors (You win again), caught an arrow straight to the heart (thud), winners, strategies, etc. Seems that falling in love requires a person to take a fall. A fall from grace? A decent from a better place?
Getting together is not always complicated but it can become a thorny bramble of roses. Maybe that’s how the rose became closely associated with the work of cupids.
Another fan.bonton brings up an excellent point that it’s an odd time of year to get a new sweetheart, asking “What’s the protocol for dropping the “L” word (Love-bomb) on a new sweetie when V-Day is coming? I want to keep it rolling forward but we’re still in the flirting stage. Maybe a bit further than flirting, you know. . . ”
The advice-ee is in a quandary about feeling the thrill of a new crush, yet pressured about Valentines Day being an artificial deadline that’s rushing the mating dance.
Timing is always so key to everything.
Show up on 2/14 empty handed and it’s a signal.
Disappear for the day on 2/14, that’s a signal.
Go overboard and that’s a warning!
Gushing a geyser of sweet emotions all over your new potential darling may leave things rather sticky. Down Boy! Easy Girl!
But a heart spark does need fuel and fanning if it is to get going.
Remember: Love is a verb, go at it with gusto!
Throwing money into the vaguely defined equation will not help your cause. Too many uncertain variables at this juncture. Save the cash-based statements of devotion for later when you know what to spend it on. People always need moola later on, regardless of how this new sweetie opportunity plays out. And apply the ol’ standard: KISS – keep it simple, stupid.
Any final certainty? Any resolution? Not from this keyboard, but a general rule is to fall back on the known factors:
“Support your local florist”.
And keep it simple.
Sweet and simple, keep it sweet & simple as long as you can.
Along the lines of the playground protocol:
I like you.
Do you like me?
I__I Yes
I__I No
Warning: Try a note like this and
you’ll get labeled “Forrest Gump”.
The lesson from the playground is to
buck up and signal your intentions! Write it, spray it, twist & scrawl it, just don’t expect anyone to read your mind.
Damn the torpedoes. Go get yourself blown out of the water.
Being a zombie of love beats being a bore.
Let’s get ready to rumble!
“voodoo child” vs. “mojo”
Vegas bookies have the match this way:
“Lord knows I’m a voodoo child baby, I don’t take no for an answer”
– will defeat –
“Got my mojo working, but it just won’t work on you”
– in the first round –
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for some lyrics of powerfully energetic emotions ->
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Voodoo Child (Slight Return)
Jimi Hendrix
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise a little sand
cause I’m a voodoo child
Lord knows I’m a voodoo child baby
I want to say one more last thing
I didn’t mean to take up all your sweet time
I’ll give it right back to ya one of these days
If I don’t meet you no more in this world then uh
I’ll meet ya on the next one
And don’t be late
Don’t be late
cause I’m a voodoo child voodoo child
Lord knows I’m a voodoo child
I’m a voodoo child baby
I don’t take no for an answer
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I Got My Mojo Working
Muddy Waters
Got my mojo working, but it just won’t work on you
Got my mojo working, but it just won’t work on you
I wanna love you so bad till I don’t know what to do
I’m going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand
I’m going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand
I’m gonna have all you women right here at my command
Got my mojo working, but it just won’t work on you
Got my mojo working, but it just won’t work on you
I wanna love you so bad till I don’t know what to do
I got a gypsy woman givin’ me advice
I got a gypsy woman givin’ me advice
I got some red hot tips I got to keep on ice
Got my mojo working
Got my mojo working
Got my mojo working
…..
But it – uh uh – just won’t work on you
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