\t\t\t\t1992, AT A PARTY WITH STRANGERS, DUDE WITH LANKY HAIR AND STUPID NOSERING SAT TALKING, POOBAH-STYLE, I COULDN\u2019T TELL WHO HE WAS TALKING TO (anyone?) AS I APPROACHED, HIS ARMS CROSSED, NERVOUSLY TOUSELING HIS OWN DAMN HAIR, TALKING INTO POLECAT ATMOSPHERE, HE WAS AN MTV PRODUCER WITH A TELEPHONE AT HIS DESK SO I NON-HOMOSEXUALLY FAWNED, GAVE HIM CREDENTIAL, I LOVED TELEPHONES (hard to come by, then) WE SIMULTANEOUSLY RODE INTO OUR MUTUAL NEW YORK CITY ON MTV\u2019s RESIDUE OF AMERICA\u2019s YOUTH (MY SISTER AND I [in florida] SAT GAPING AT OUR TELEVISION\u2019s HELM THAT MOMENT MTV CAME TO LIFE OVER CABLE TELEVISION [BUGGLES {RADIO STAR}]) SO THE MTV PRODUCER (perfectly decent gentleman) INTERRUPTED MY ANECDOTES (AS I HAVE BEEN INTERRUPTED FOR 2 DECADES SINCE because i do not talk loudly enough [you can always win an argument with me by YELLING]) TO STICK HIS UNINHIBITED FINGER INTO MY TORSO AND NECK ANNOUNCING THAT HE LIKED TO USE TELEPHONES, HE USED TELEPHONES ALL DAY, HE KEPT SAYING: \u201cI LIKE CALLING PEOPLE ON TELEPHONES.\u201d\t\t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
1992, AT A PARTY WITH STRANGERS, DUDE WITH LANKY HAIR AND STUPID NOSERING SAT TALKING, POOBAH-STYLE, I COULDN\u2019T TELL WHO HE WAS TALKING TO (anyone?) AS I APPROACHED, HIS ARMS CROSSED, NERVOUSLY TOUSELING HIS OWN DAMN HAIR, TALKING INTO POLECAT ATMOSPHERE, HE WAS AN MTV PRODUCER WITH A TELEPHONE AT HIS DESK SO I NON-HOMOSEXUALLY […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[23],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2630","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","et-doesnt-have-format-content","et_post_format-et-post-format-standard"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/saumAn-mtv","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2630","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2630"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2630\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2630"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2630"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wsbj.com\/sorabji\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2630"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}