Cowgirl Melinda and the Philosopher

Now doubt, you meet some curious people on the internet, but the unlikely combination of Cowgirl Melinda and Pierre Duchamp, noted French Deconstructionist philosopher was a new departure from the natural order of things. They met in a MSN 'chat room,' and found out that they both (though unlikely) happened to be in Tucumcari, New Mexico.

Being cautious, Melinda agreed to meet him in a coffee shop that also sold barbecue ribs on the side. (This happens in the Land of Enchantment quite often.) Now for a fashion report: just what does a cowgirl wear on a date with a philosopher?

Melinda was stunningly decked out in a brown leather ensemble with a matching chamois halter, a Zuni belt buckle, boots, and silver spurs that jingle. She wore brown cowhand hat; but only outdoors, as she was brought up properly as a typical western girl tends to be.

Pierre wore a dark suit and a gray turtleneck. He strategically had a four-days beard growth, and smoked a pipe with aromatic tobacco.

Some samples of dialogue can serve our purposes:

Pierre: "But of course one must examine the text itself with an attitude toward discovery of meaning: the message cannot be taken as simply what the author intended."

Melinda: "I just read Love's Fiery Passions."

Pierre: "Naturally, our existence will precede our essence."

Melinda: "What kind of horse do you prefer to ride?"

Pierre: "Perhaps a hobby horse. Where can you get escargot here in Tucumcari?"

Melinda: "Maybe in Santa Fé, Sweetie. They're all odd there. But we have some wonderful barbecue here."

Pierre: "Tucumcari is a place of agreeable charm. Perhaps a cognac?"

Melinda: "We sall it sippin' whiskey here, but yes! You speak the language of my tribe, Sir"

Pierre: In both logic and life, form is very important and gives meaning to life. Both Sartre and Decartes expressed such sentiments."

Melinda: "Yes, Sharon Faye said about as much."

Pierre: "Is she a western philosopher?"

Melinda: "Yes, you might say so. She sells me panties. Tell me, Petey, do you want to go to the dump to shoot rats."

Pierre: "Rats?"

Melinda: "Hey, you could pretend they're tourists that clutter up the coffee house back home and talk nothing but English and put whipped cream on top of the coffee."

Pierre: "I have seen such horrors . . . . "

They were so different that they hit it off, big time. And both Pierre and Melinda left a little bit of their hearts with the other after this chance tryst. Life can be beautiful, after all.