Would we drink coffee with… Catalina de Erauso
Kristy: Would I have un cafecito with Lieutenant Nun? Of course! If nothing else, I owe her as much for allowing me to spend part of my junior year reading a book titled Memoirs of a Basque Transvestite in the New World, which had got to be one of the best autobiography titles ever. (I realize the legitimacy of said autobiography is in question–that doesn’t stop it from being fantastic.) And regardless of how embellished said memoir might be, she was definitely a fascinating woman. I think if most of us had spent our lives (from age four) in a convent our first response after escaping into the wide world would be to curl up in the fetal position. Not to disguise our gender and embark on swashbuckling adventures. And whereas many women in that time would have ended up dead or imprisoned for trying the crap she pulled, Catalina wound up getting rewarded with papal dispensation to dress however she damn well pleased.
So yes, I would drink coffee with Catalina de Erauso or whatever she’s calling herself these days. She was clearly witty, and I like witty people. Her memoirs indicate a sense of humor, which is always a plus. And I would love a little help distinguishing fact from fiction.
Cammy: My decision to have coffee with her revolves around whether or not having coffee with her would result in her beating me up for any reason, because, yeah, I’m pretty sure she could. I will admit that while I’ve heard Kristy speak of Catalina and that autobiography, I never saw a picture of her until I went to Wikipedia. Holy crap, dude, it’s no wonder she got a papal dispensation to dress however the hell she wanted: they were probably scared she’d kick their asses!
Aside from what I consider a very legitimate fear of her should she decide she didn’t like me, I’m definitely intrigued and might be willing to brave the fear to hear the kind of stories she’s got.