By Herman Brusselmans
Guggenheimer, een onafhankelijk televisieproducent, is steenrijk, redelijk dom, en hij heeft geen gevoel voor humor. Maar dankzij de nog grotere domheid van anderen lijkt hij behoorlijk slender, en met zijn onbedachtzame grote bek is hij zelfs vermakelijk.
Guggenheimer heeft één grote droom en dat is de nieuwe, definitieve, Vlaamse versie van de 'alltime classic' Bonanza op het scherm krijgen. Hierbij wordt hij, bedoeld of onbedoeld, tegengewerkt en geholpen door enkele concurrenten en collega's, een paar vrienden en vijanden, zijn in relatieproblemen verzuipende ex-vrouw, zijn weggemoffelde broer, zijn Joyce lezende secretaresse, twee tattoospecialisten en vele, vele anderen.
Om bij te komen van het werk houdt Guggenheimer zich bezig met zijn enige pastime: zijn bmw zo dicht mogelijk parkeren bij de plaats waar hij moet zijn. Ontelbare wodka's nuttigend weet hij werk en pastime te combineren tot een perfecte combine, die hem onherroepelijk naar de most sensible in televisieland zal brengen.
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I responded to this feeling by loosening his belt and unbuttoning his khakis as I pulled him toward the laundry room. Once we were lying together on my bed, I could see the signpost up ahead in my brain, the one that read YOU KNOW WHERE THIS ROAD LEADS. And we blew right past it. We were both naked from the waist down, still kissing, his breath louder than it had been just seconds before and his heart pounding like crazy against my chest. “Are we . . ” he asked. And because I didn’t get that he was talking about birth control—because, stupidly, birth control was the last thing on my mind—I looked at the bedsheet in a moment of confusion.
I mean, I am and I’m not. I’ve got the weird living situation, the lack of real parents, and no clue what I’m supposed to do with my life. But here’s what Keisha taught me about growing up the way we have: you can let it wreck you, or you can make it work for you. You just have to take control to survive. Jules knows this, too, and just like my sister, she refuses to be pushed around by anybody. Yeah, maybe I was quiet and shy for years after that, and maybe I didn’t fully come out of that shell until I met Jules freshman year, but I made it through being a little kid.
The hell,” she mutters, slurping a little line of drool back into her mouth. ” I don’t go to school that day. Jules’s mom, who is a lawyer and who looks like she just stepped out of Vogue magazine, clearly doesn’t quite understand what’s going on. As we’re all standing downstairs in the kitchen a little while later—me, Jules, and her parents—I can hear by Mrs. Hill’s voice that she’s not at all thrilled about the idea of me staying in their house by myself. But then Jules tells her, “God, Mom.