steamed dumpling: “Okay, tell me this, then. What if your message is predicated on, say, a healthy dose of intratextuality—and some of those hoping to interpret your text don’t have the requisite information to properly resignify the graphemes?”
me: “What about it?”
steamed dumpling: “Well, who is, you know, responsible for the breakdown in communication in that particular interpretive situation?”
me: “Good question. If you pick up a hooker only to find, when you reach up her skirt, a hairy man package, whose fault is it for the misunderstanding? —the tranny’s, for decking himself out in iconic female signifiers? Or the stunned john with the fisful of man junk for not realizing he was shopping on a street the locals call ‘tranny hooker row’?”
steamed dumpling:
me:
steamed dumpling:
me:
steamed dumpling: “That must have smarted, huh?”
me: “Well, it’s not like I actually paid the guy…”
There’s nothing worse than having your graphemes improperly resignified, except possibly being deconstructed by a steamed dumpling.
Yeah, you DIDN’T pay me, bitch. Telling me “come around to the driver side and I’ll pass you the money” and then peeling out the second I got out of the car was NOT COOL. And I swallowed for you, man.
Lesson learned – you blog guys are a bunch of thieves!
So that WAS you I saw on “Cops”!
Wait, which time? Was a wearing a shirt?
You were wearing a tank top, had a smoke dangling out of the corner of your mouth and was handcuffed being led away while yelling, “Take her ### to jail!”
Ah, yes. Misdemeanor assault. Stupid Chia Pets. They’re just so hard not to love.
Chia pets?
Too transgressive for my tastes.
How about a nice heuristic, though?
who is, you know, responsible for the breakdown in communication in that particular interpretive situation
Is this Hermeneutics of fault?
Are you trying to parody academics?
(Just giving you shit and seeing if I could comment; )
Hey. Stuff happens.
Crazy world.
You like to write on multiple levels. I like to read on multiple levels.
It’s funny until someone gets hurt . . .
“Is this Hermeneutics of fault?”
I think it’s actually Herman Eutics of Flippin, Arkansas. His Derrida is a little wobbly.
Mr. G.,
Delightful. I don’t have access to much Lit-Crit humor (surrounded by engineers!), and I was pleased just to be able to follow it. “Please, sir, may I have some more?”
Anti-spam word “wish” as in “I wish I could lighten your day as much as you lighten mine.” [er– meant in an entirely hetero way, big guy.]
HCT
Yes, but are my perceptions of your desired affectation, vis a vis the so-called “steam”, defined by your preferred perceptual paradigm, or have my perceptions, by the very act of attemtping to assimilate your world-view, been in turn defined by your worldview?
Can a steaming dumpling said to actually be steaming, when if fact, it may merely be my desired perception of moist baked goods that they steam, as a result of congnitively developed preconception based in childhood proto-memories?
And hey, by the way, looking pretty damn good all covered in that gravy, baby.
Hey Jeff, I saw you on that COPS episode too.. I havent got anything to add to this conversation.. I just wanted to compliment you on your excellent Mullet.. Havent seen one that nice in maybe 25 years.. Do you have a Dodge Charger too ?
What I would like to know is:
Was the dumpling steamed before being left over or because of it?