Friday, April 27, 2012
0300 AM Reflexions of an Old Jew
I woke up at 0300AM and tried to think of something relaxing. Circa summer 1954 we went with my parents to the beach and I crossed the river Danube swimming with my father. Did it happen or I am just imagining things? I checked on the internet the width of the Danube at Budapest: it is 120 meter. I was a good swimmer even then, so it must have happened. We have never heard of river pollution.
Then my thoughts wandered to the perplexing question why nudes on the internet have no pubic hair. In my times, girls had veritable black jungles hanging down there, and when I found my girlfriend shortening it with a scissor, I couldnt stop laughing. Once I tried to come down, which my friends said was an unearthly experience, I got my mouth full of hair and never tried again. In Africa, their wiry hair used to hurt my member to the point of causing me cuts and bleeding. But I never retreated nor gave up. Was I imagining these things? I checked and oh yes! girls then had lots of hair. In my times, close observation was out of question and the girls remained always somewhat mysterious. Convinced that my memories were real, I went back to sleep.