Came across this Globe and Mail article entitled - The eternal appeal of the femme fatale; by author Micah Toub. I'm just now reading some of his work and find him to be a good read...
At any rate, in this article he asks why we run after women we should be running from. I won't group myself under the banner of 'we' in this case as I've been known (on more than one occasion) to actively pursue the intelligent/witty/sultry full-blood passionate woman... phew... out in a gathering.
Just thinking of the initial flirtation gets my pulse racing.
Some of you right now are smiling at that admission on my part. Really all I'm doing is acknowledging a shared reality (and why wouldn't I?). Many spend their days ignoring that which is, and miss out on all the fun!
/begin side ramble
Acknowledging those as you pass them on the street. Another example might be speaking to people in an elevator. I always have fun with this one. People are (generally) either engaged at watching the numbers flash awaiting their floor, or the more boring staring at their feet gaze. Not me, I engage them. Speak to people... acknowledge them. Really, that's all people want... to be noticed.
/end side ramble
Many a man will not only shy away from her but will run in the opposite direction. Complete lack of confidence and any sense of adventure. At the same time many a woman are incapable (unwilling?) of being in a relationship with a man, as they've spent most of theirs days with boys. They relish their (false?) sense of power and control and consequently grow incapable of standing on their own two feet.
It's funny (telling, but funny anyways), but, I was sitting in a pub with my woman and the ubiquitous 'buddy' remarks that I should 'take care of your woman'. My reply was that no, I wouldn't... but I'd care for her.
The difference may be subtle, in reality it is far from it.
And while I humbly admit to cultivating the classic bad-boy look, I must also not so humbly accept this look is seen as the male version of the femme fatale. Ah... gender. Look at someone as a person before seeing their gender and it becomes a whole new ballgame then. Gender just makes it interesting. Okay, perhaps a little more than just interesting. :\
Still, the so-called bottom line is this... every family is dysfunctional and we, are all f00ked up.
Enjoy the ride...
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Saturday, January 1, 2011
Friday, December 31, 2010
Ah but it doesn't, does it?
As the year 2010 winds down, I find myself coming 'round to the same theme time and again. Life is not easy, but it is simple. In saying that I find myself pondering the following... No act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted. Can it be that simple? Here's my wishing you all the best in 2011.
I feel a ramble coming on... Read More...
I feel a ramble coming on... Read More...
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Time stands still
I gave it my all.
Need you as my friend, I'll just have to stand by and wait.
But this song, this song from the band you just can't stand, this song fits.
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Need you as my friend, I'll just have to stand by and wait.
But this song, this song from the band you just can't stand, this song fits.
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Keyword:
Love,
Reality,
Relationships,
Society
Totally f00kin mad...
The single sexiest song of all time...
This also happens to be 'our' song and each time it comes up on my playlist I find myself thinking of her.
*sigh* Read More...
This also happens to be 'our' song and each time it comes up on my playlist I find myself thinking of her.
*sigh* Read More...
Keyword:
Love,
Reality,
Relationships,
Society
How long will I slide...
Getting down to the wire now.
Don't know if we have it in us, but, I'm willing to make the attempt.
Are you? Read More...
Don't know if we have it in us, but, I'm willing to make the attempt.
Are you? Read More...
Keyword:
Love,
Reality,
Relationships,
Society
2011 is upon us and I resolve...
Dec 31 2005, I quit smoking. Was the 3rd time I'd done so, however, this time was different. This time I pigged out. Really pigged out. I mean REALLY REALLY pigged out to the point of gaining over 100lbs.
Though I thoroughly enjoyed all the pop/pizza/chocolate/chips/burgers and ice cream I'd devoured, my body was in full scale rebellion. Kidney stones and heart issues were the order of the day.
By years end I started smoking again.
Now, what to do about all the weight I'd gained.
On Dec 31 2008, weighing 335lbs I decided I'd procrastinated enough and vowed to lose the weight by the beginning of 2010.
It took me 18 months instead of 12 but, I did it. I did it naturally with only exercise and diet. When I say diet I'm not saying dieting, per se. I ate whatever I wanted, I just ate less.
Today, one day short of 2011 I am again 225lbs... and have no stretch marks! I can also see my toes (heck, I can TOUCH my toes). Not bad for an old guy.
Why the ramble?
Because I'm now on day 2 of not smoking.
See, by 2010 I'd wanted to have lost the weight and by 2011 I wanted to quit smoking, again. Though this time without gaining all that weight.
I want chocolate... argh!
I will resist, but I want it bad.
So then, do you resolve to better anything about yourself? Read More...
Though I thoroughly enjoyed all the pop/pizza/chocolate/chips/burgers and ice cream I'd devoured, my body was in full scale rebellion. Kidney stones and heart issues were the order of the day.
By years end I started smoking again.
Now, what to do about all the weight I'd gained.
On Dec 31 2008, weighing 335lbs I decided I'd procrastinated enough and vowed to lose the weight by the beginning of 2010.
It took me 18 months instead of 12 but, I did it. I did it naturally with only exercise and diet. When I say diet I'm not saying dieting, per se. I ate whatever I wanted, I just ate less.
Today, one day short of 2011 I am again 225lbs... and have no stretch marks! I can also see my toes (heck, I can TOUCH my toes). Not bad for an old guy.
Why the ramble?
Because I'm now on day 2 of not smoking.
See, by 2010 I'd wanted to have lost the weight and by 2011 I wanted to quit smoking, again. Though this time without gaining all that weight.
I want chocolate... argh!
I will resist, but I want it bad.
So then, do you resolve to better anything about yourself? Read More...

