Wednesday, April 02, 2008

The Professor: Final Chapter

You've been warned, it gets funky, but you asked for it.

The dialog is verbatim from our car ride back to the hotel.












19 comments:

Linda said...

This is the best one. Please don't say it's over!
(Did you really have to sit in the back seat w/ prof?)

Sally said...

Thanks, Linda. Of course I was in back seat with the prof.

Namowal said...

Ha! I've seen her type before. The "pay attention to me because I'm so deep and smart and darling and unconventional! " freak. She probably became a professor to ensure a regular audience. Sometimes this type can be amusing, sometimes scary.
The pictures are a treat. I love the expressions!

Anonymous said...

Sounds like Mad TV. There's nothing like a bad analogy. Off, way off. Is it the same character who earlier spoke of opiates and constipation, now speaking of penis envy? Did anybody in the front seat laugh?

stray g said...

This is hilarious! Yes, please write more!!! (Is this the same chick from the first cartoon at Concourse 5 at the airport?) Being a cartoonist helps one to cope with the strangeness of life but also in a weird way seems to attract it....

Fearless Freep said...

Most amazing take on penis envy ever. Really enjoyed this snapshot of the trip.
I gave up having to be sooo deep and impressively intellectual. I prefer hanging out with rednecks. We like drinking beer, shooting off fireworks and BBQ'ing a huge amount of animal flesh on the Fourth of July with Toby Keith playing the soundtrack to the event. By the end of the firework display we have a buzz going, a full belly of good BBQ fare, solved all the problems of the world and nobody tried to impress or put down anybody else.
I go to country club events with Senators and Congressmen with everyone in suits and fancy dresses and nobody has any fun. They just posture for each other. Sally, next trip I hope you find some folks to hang out with that still know how to have fun.

Sally said...

I enjoyed all your comments. There were some really nice and jolly people at the event too, but she won most memorable.

She was like a mini storm: you'd step off the sidewalk to let her pass by. The concourse girl was the professor too.

Namowal said...

Gilligan's Island would've been interesting is she was the professor. I'm just saying...

l. said...

As Stray G said on Namowal's last post: You couldn't make up stuff this good.

Anonymous said...

Would she put her friendly arm around your shoulders?

Sally said...

No, she wasn't that friendly, but she just seemed to be all over any space she was in, (though distracted at the same time), and often talking sex talk. She'd illustrated a book on sex toys.

Fearless Freep said...

I think I am in love. I would give anything to meet this intellectual giant. How well she puts the male member in perspective.
Were it not for testosterone poisoning from the dangling participles, would men put up with 5 days a month living with a demon banshee from Hell, and 5 more days being out of commission for recreational activity? During the breeding years women have such a huge advantage, how could they possibly have penis envy. This was postulated by a man, Freud, still suffering from the poisonous effects of the male hormones. Once he clears that stage he should have used his recently activated brain cells to give the world an whole new perspective. "VAGINA ENVY"
Having passed throught the depths of testosterone delerium and now being able to see reality sans blinders, I now suffer from "vagina envy" overhwelmingly.
All you blessed with internal plumbing sit on gold mines that can be used to get some testosterone poisoned fool to work two or three jobs to keep you happy provided you keep the simple needs of the simpleton happy. This can go on for years and even decades if you know how to play the instrument.
I would love to meet the Professor and acknowledge that having a male appendage may be no better than her thesis ultimately postulates.

Anonymous said...

Fearless, Obviously I don't know how to play the instrument.

Fearless Freep said...

I was just turning around her sarcastic look at the other sex.

Mean Jean said...

Lordy! It's a party in here. I'm going to Gainesville on Sunday. Oh...that our paths could have crossed!! I'm going to quiz the daughter and husband (they both work at the U) to see if they've heard of her. It'll be difficult with no names but she sounds like she stands out in a crowd.

Sally said...

yes, mean jean, so many comments you'd think I was giving something away. The Prof teaches at U of Mich, not in Florida.

sg said...

Scary to think she's influencing vulnerable young minds....

Mean Jean said...

See how easily confused I am?

Derek said...

Wow, I was at this conference, and but I'm glad I didn't experience this "behind the scenes" part of it. Not sure what I would have done in your shoes, Sally. Perhaps roll up in a ball in the back seat, rock back and forth, and keep saying to myself over and over again, "I'm in a happy place, I'm in a happy place, I'm in a happy place...."