tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649507973626411498.post9030417024252494866..comments2024-03-04T19:26:00.689+08:00Comments on A WineDark Sea: Indiana Jones at the Ogygia Hotelsarah toahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412812914705725798noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649507973626411498.post-7133769374786551062010-06-20T19:35:57.530+08:002010-06-20T19:35:57.530+08:00They are a particular type of women, those girls. ...They are a particular type of women, those girls. Thanks, Tim ... I hadn't thought about Suzanne.sarah toahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12412812914705725798noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649507973626411498.post-76951134725757369132010-06-20T16:38:41.060+08:002010-06-20T16:38:41.060+08:00I've met the likes of Calypso before, and with...I've met the likes of Calypso before, and with hind sight I should have accepted her invitation. But this is how (most of us) men are hot wired. We are never content (enough) to stop our searching, and most are blind to what is offered to them. Leonard Cohen met Calypso and refers to her in his song Suzanne (Suzanne Verdal). "Suzanne (Calypso) takes you down to her place near the river, you can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her, And you know that she's half crazy but that's why you want to be there, and she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China..." <br />She brings him tea and oranges from China...but still that isn't enough, or maybe he didn't like her rags and feathers brought from Salvation Army Counters... I too have met the likes of Suzanne, and how I dream of those moments spent near the river listening to the boats go by...McCabeandcohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16893991648155924016noreply@blogger.com