put up or shut up!

tonight's the silent dating thing, where s and i, and all the guests, are only allowed to write notes, not talk. so i was thinking how funny—ha!—t'would be to make that my opening line:

put up or shut up!

it's so...er...ionesco, no? io conesco ionesco. like my pidgin italian mixed with romanian (or is he from somewhere else i'm forgetting? bulgaria?)

speaking of which, a band i once interviewed, balkan beat box, has a new cd out featuring the bulgarian chicks. and it's awesome. i bought it. cause i'm old skool and not up for that downloading stuff.

but back to silent mating. what else could i write? and will i be able to write fast enough and legibly too to get all my bon mots down? plus i loathe what i'm wearing right now so after i do an interview in a little while am going to split and try to buy a new shirty. and skirty.

maybe i'll only write in haikus. brings me back to a time when i wrote dirty haikus. one of you occasional readers might know a little of what i'm talking about.

as my friend c says: smell ya later.