On Thursday from 5 to 7, I'll be gettin' drunk for humanity. You should too. I'll be speaking to the authors' club at the lovely Posada de la Aldea in San Miguel de Allende (shown here) about how travel writing promotes cultural awareness and human rights. There will be wine. Come for the literary conversation; stay for the booze. Imbibe for a good cause. Drink until comparing the heft of a James Joyce novel with a nearby woman's ample breasts seems totally appropriate. It's okay, because you're doing it for the children of the future. If breasts weren't as interesting as books, there wouldn't be kids in the future.
Women with appendages of James Joyce magnitude are encouraged to show up and inspire poetic metaphors. You're what authors call a muse. I'll be happy to sign copies of my books or your hefty metaphoric copies of Ulysses. It's alright, because the wine makes it classy and the promotion of human rights makes it sensitive. Those of you who wear pink ribbons once a year are just not sensitive enough. For me, every week is Breast Awareness Week. So, come on out and help us raise awareness of fine literature, global culture and exceptional gazongas. Not necessarily in that order.
I'll say this, Lyn, you've got a gift for just the right words!
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