Bit slow on the pickup.
November 25, 2011
This Thanksgiving I was grateful for an unexpected booty call.
It took me nearly fours hours to recognize it (some very specific dialogue finally tipped me off), a few minutes to consider it and several more hours to find the words for it.
I’m usually faster on the pick up. Also known to misuse and misspell slang, this morning I goggled “booty call.” Per Wikipedia: A 1997 comedy film with bad boy Jamie Foxx. I looked further.
Urban Dictionary: A late night summons — often made via telephone — to arrange clandestine sexual liaisons on an ad hoc basis.
Hmm. “Liaisons” rolls off the tongue much the same as does one of my favorite words: “lagniappe,” Southern for “a little something extra.” As for “ad hoc” – first known use in 1659 – it rhymes with Bangkok, bedrock …. ah, the sonnets and snippets that could come of a tryst!
Sometime around 7 am I drifted off to sleep, satisfied. Though tempted, I’d chosen not to get any but simply enjoy learning that at 53 I’ve still got “IT.” And my text buddy? He’s probably equally fine and chuckling. In the wings he had two younger options with more expansive vocabularies, better rested and still eager to hook up. As is my nature, I believed him.