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August 1, 2011

The untold story from Norways shooting massacre

Filed under: News, Personal Thoughts — Tags: , , — Arturo @ 10:24 pm

Super quick rant.  I’m not even gonna edit it.  that’s how I roll.

OK, I have to bring this to light. Raise your hand if you know the name, Anders Behring Breivik.  Not too many off hand, right?  OK, how many heard about the Norwegian massacre by a Christian extremist?  That rings a bell, right? And there may have even been mention of survivors.  But who among you know who Hege Dalen and Toril Hansen are?  No one?  They were far away from the shooting, heard the shots, went TOWARDS the danger 4 TIMES in their boat and saved 40 kids. Why didn’t you hear about them? They are a lesbian, married couple. Call me a conspiracy theorist, but fuck the media. That’s why I don’t watch the news on a regular basis. They won’t give credit where it is due, and they won’t call the sick bastard a Christian.  But if it was a straight couple and a Muslim, you better believe they would have it all over the news.  Back to our regularly scheduled banality.

October 16, 2010

Digital Harassment? Seriously?

Filed under: Personal Thoughts — Tags: , , — Arturo @ 2:01 am

I just saw this commercial or public service announcement for “digital harassment”.  This kid has all kinds of derogatory names and comments tattooed on his body.  Someone texts him and he tells the tattoo artist that he has a new one he wants tattooed.  Are you effin’ kidding me?!

Look, before people call me insensitive and all that, let me tell you a little story.  I have been overweight all my life.  And every since I can remember I was made fun of because of it.  I even remember this one time where another chubby kid that lived next to me was being picked on by some kids at school.  I go over and help him out.  But since my jokes about them were more insulting than theirs about him, they decide that physical violence was called for.  So I tell my chubby friend to get back to back with me and as soon as we get the chance we run like hell.  He manages to kick one of them right in the babymaker and I push two more over the hunched over guy and we ran as fast as our chubby feet would carry us.  I went through all my school years defending myself from people making fun of me.  If anything I appreciate it because it made me quick on my feet with the comebacks.  I have lost that talent as of late ’cause there’s fewer bullies now as an adult.  But the one thing that helped me the most, was my dad.  He taught me so much.  And one of the most important things he taught me was that words will NEVER hurt me.  The moment I let someone’s words affect me, they have more control over my life than I do.  The only person that should affect my mood is me.  And that stuck with me.  When I was picked on, I managed to anger others with my simple words, even to the point that they wanted to fight.  All I did was embarrass them and walk away.

Have we really raised our kids to be so sensitive that some idiot calling them names makes them this depressed?  Stop and think for one second.  If all you do is go around telling your kids to tell someone if they’re being picked on and that there is help if they need it, what do you think that tells them about you.  ”If YOU have a problem come tell me and we’ll talk.”  So, if they never come to you, the problem will never get addressed.  What you’re really saying is, “My life is so filled with problems that I do not have time to pay attention and notice that something is bothering you.  But if you feel like adding to my problems by telling me yours, please make an appointment so I can take on more of a burden.”  Now, would you really tell your problems to someone like that?  NO!  Or the good old, “Tell a teacher or your counselor” or “We can get you help.”  Basically you’re telling your kids that you’re too busy to deal with it yourself.  Yes, we are not perfect and we may not be capable of handling this situation ourselves.  But at least make the effort and then let them know that if they need ADDITIONAL help, it is available.

Yes, I know.  I don’t have kids so I wouldn’t understand.  Whatever.  I had two GREAT parents who I learned tremendously from, and I have plenty of surrogate kids in my life that confide in me all the time.  The real problem is that adults are trying so hard to provide their kids with EVERYTHING they didn’t have as kids, that they forget the most important part…. attention.  I tell people all the time.  Yes, I was a spoiled only child.  My mom worked odd hours to provide for me.  And she spoiled me when ever she could.  One, she did it because she was making sure she enjoyed every possible moment she could with me.  And two, I would gladly have given away ALL my toys for her to have had a regular job and have been able to spend more time with me.  I do not regret anything, she is the greatest woman I have ever known.  And I know some GREAT women.

Stop passing the buck.  Talk to your kids.  Teach them to be strong.  Let’s put child psychologists out of business.  Let’s stop expecting the world to raise our kids for us.  Instead of teaching our kids to be so sensitive, why not teach them how to tell people to go F’ themselves when it’s deserved.  Let’s stop raising such wimps.  And bullies too, while we’re at it.

Don’t fix the problem, prevent it.

AC

October 7, 2010

“Man” card revoked?

Filed under: Personal Thoughts — Tags: , , — Arturo @ 2:14 pm

Whether you’re a man or a woman, you’ve probably heard this statement.  Either said to or of you, or just within earshot.  A guy is being sensitive and he’s told his MAN card is revoked.  Some guys are talking about something another guy did, and someone will say, “That’s so gay.  His MAN card is revoked.”  And I will gladly admit that one of the main motivating factors for this post is the fact that my MAN card has been revoked so many times, it can be argued that I never really had it.  But there’s a method to the madness.

Let me start off by saying again that I was raised by strong, beautiful women.  As I’ve stated in previous posts, this fact makes me very aware of women’s struggles and feelings.  And this mentality is often mistaken for weakness.  But women are anything but weak.  The reason I take issue with being told that my MAN card is revoked is not because I want to be considered a “man”.  I hate the fact that this mentality is sincere and passed on to little boys.  Luckily I had a very intelligent father that taught me at an early age that people that make fun of you often envy you.  So when my friends and others made fun of me for being so “feminine”, I took it as a compliment.  And what helped me get over the ridicule is that while guys were teasing me, the girls were saying how much of a nice guy I was.  Now, a girl telling you that you’re a “nice guy” is the kiss of death.  Very few women will ever have any kind of relationship, physical or otherwise, with a “nice guy”.  They want the bad boy.  But the acknowledgement is enough.   The lesson I learned is this: If I’m going to try and impress anyone, will they be male or female?  DUH!

I remember one time I was out at a club with friends and one of the guys told me that it was a little disturbing how much I was shaking my ass and moving my hips.  We both laughed, but then I leaned back over and said, “First off, I’m shaking it for my wife.  Second, if anyone else is looking, I’d hope it’s girls that notice not guys.  Third, why you looking at my ass?!”  I’m reminded of that scene in Grease where Danny is being an ass to Sandy to impress his friends, but as soon as she leaves he makes that “I screwed up” face.   But in the end he even changes his image to get the girl.  Why am I supposed to be trying to impress you, a guy, to keep my MAN card?  I don’t want YOUR attention.  I’d a million times over prefer to look like an idiot to you, and have the admiration of a female.  When I’m lonely and in need of company, will I prefer female company or male company?  Hmmm?

Sadly, even some women will criticize men for being too feminine.  But then they also complain about how their MAN cheats on them or worse.  But fellas, keep being that bad boy cause some where out there is a “nice guy” that’s gonna console your woman while you’re out being a MAN with your friends.  And ladies, keep complaining about those less than manly guys.  That helps us weed you out from the REAL women.

AC

P.S.

Yes, I did refer to Grease.  Too gay for you?  No problem.  I’ll be sitting next to your girl and her friends at the theater when they release the sing-along, while you’re out drinking beers with THE GUYS.   ;)

October 1, 2010

Never shoot for the stars.

Filed under: Personal Thoughts — Tags: , , — Arturo @ 3:54 pm

I was actually considering giving you all a look into my deranged psyche.  In this intro, I was going to give a detailed account of how I came to the conclusion I’m about to spew.  Then I realized that allowing that deep a glimpse into the silly little man that is the inner me would bore most and scare the rest.  I’ll sum it up in a list in the order that the thoughts and resulting connections occurred and then you’ll thank me for omitting the banality.  It went like this: watching Watchmen, admired Dr Manhattan, heard mention of Einstein, researched Theory of Relativity, contemplated time and space, remembered teachers telling me to shoot for the stars, and finally became very upset at how we lie to children.  And now for my rant.

I have been accused MANY times of over thinking things.  And not only have I concluded, but my doctors have confirmed, that that way of thinking adds to my anxiety and ailing stomach.  But since I consider myself a philosopher, over thinking is a prerequisite.  I take umbrage to being told to “shoot for the stars” because of what I have come to learn about light, space,  and time.  This is how I see it.  It turns out that the light we see from stars has traveled a great distance to reach our eyes.  And in all likelihood, that star has actually died and disappeared from existence.  But it took so long for the light to reach us that we won’t know it’s gone ’til MANY years later.  Maybe even millennia later.  So although the advice to “shoot for the stars” is figurative, I still find it misleading.  If a child truly does shoot for the stars, there is a very good possibility that he or she is shooting for something that is no longer there.  And that is where all those people come in.  ”You’re over thinking again.  You know what they meant.”

And therein lies the rub.  Funny that I should use that, since I hate Shakespeare.  But I digress.  The problem is that it is that very apathy that has made this world, and more specifically, this country the atrocity it is.  We have become not only a society, but a race whose motto has become “You get the point”.  We have allowed ourselves to settle for meaning rather than strive for accuracy.  We are a race of shoulder shruggers.  Even things as simple as grammar and punctuation are casualties of our “hurry up and get to the next BIG thing” mentality.  We don’t have time for the little things.  And sadly, the important things have become the little things.  I know you’ll probably scoff at the reference I use next, but PLEASE pay attention to where this is going.  I play video games quite often.  A fact that my wife loathes.  And in playing these games, I often find myself playing online.  Meaning I play against other people all over the country and sometimes all over the world.  Playing online usually allows for communication back and forth, either by voice messages or text messages.  I have made very little friends, but many enemies.  And I often amuse myself with poking at these enemies.  And what I have found is that many of these people send messages with “yo mama” jokes written in very poor English.  One of my biggest pet peeves is the use of “your” in place of “you’re”.  And I also found that when I point out their(NOT there) stupidity, I am often ridiculed as gay or a nerd.  It’s that dumb jock mentality that has become not only ingrained in our everyday lives, but has become almost a standard.  Just look at who we, as a people, envy.  Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, the Jersey Shore cast.  Now don’t get me wrong, I love me some Jersey Shore.  But I watch it to laugh AT them, while most people watch it and envy them.

I say it often to those that will listen.  A group that has decreased with time.  Put aside the general absurdity of the movie Idiocracy and pay attention to what the movie is actually saying.  If anything, just watch the first 15 minutes or so.  It is a comedy, but it’s a sad look at what not only coud be our future, but almost seems like a very close future.  Like yesterday, future.

I have often thought how much better a classical education would benefit people and society.  But what person now a days would even care to have Latin, Greek mythology, Shakespeare, and philosophy taught to our children.  Those are things for them to take in college IF they go and IF they so choose.  When history WAS written, it took note of Aristotle, Alexander the Great, and Abraham Lincoln.  Notice they all start with A’s.  *wink*wink*  When people remember the post-WWII world, the US especially, what will they remember?  That racism STILL exists?  Reaganomics?  Snooki, for God’s sake?

But alas, I am merely a puppet to the same charade that I complain about.  As I said, I am often told that I over think, but even more often I am told that I am the very epitome of potential over achievement.  A fact that I am trying to make my history rather than my present or future.  And THAT is why I feel I have the right to express this opinion.  One: I have every right to as a human to express myself.  And more importantly, unlike the people I’m ranting about, I’m actually trying to improve.  I haven’t settled.

Don’t tell your kids to shoot for the stars.  Become the star you want them to strive to be, and then tell them to be a bigger star than you.

AC

P.S.

Please note that I admit my own mediocrity in this post before you tear me a new one.  ;)

July 8, 2010

New email subscription

Filed under: Personal Thoughts — Arturo @ 12:02 am

I know it’s been a while, but things are still crazy.  I won’t bore you with the sordid details, but I will try to get on more frequently.

For some reason, emails haven’t been getting to the people who subscribed and new subscriptions don’t seem to be going through. SO… I am trying a new subscription method.  If you’re an old fan, please subscribe again.  If you’re a new fan, please subscribe for the first time.  Hopefully you’ll get all the RandomMuchy goodness on the regular.

Also, PLEASE… if you have any suggestions, want my take on something,  maybe a review of something, help finding something out, a movie you’re curious what I though of, whatever… please leave a comment and I’ll try my best to indulge.

Please run over to lipsyncallstars.com and have a look around.  Thanks a mil.

AC

June 13, 2010

LIPSYNCALLSTARS.COM

Filed under: Personal Thoughts — Tags: , , , — Arturo @ 1:06 am

That’s right my friends.  It has gone live.  This is my contribution to the interwebs I love so much.  With any luck and hopefully your support, it will rival Google someday.  OK, maybe not.  But a guy can hope right?

It’s been a long time coming and to be honest I can barely believe it’s here.  But I intend to make this thing soar like an eagle or crash like a kamikaze.  Go hard or go home, baby

So tell your friends, tell your family, tell your neighbor, stop random people on the street and tell them.    ;)

June 7, 2010

I no longer want my MTVeeeeee…

These may very well be the ramblings of an aging cynic.  But it’s my blog and I’ll do as I please.  We’ve all had those moments where some one older than us goes on and on about how “back in my day”.   And at some point, we’ve all rolled our eyes.  And just as the sun shall rise tomorrow, the day will come when we will lecture in just the same way.  If we haven’t already.  Over the passed two or three years, my rantings on this very subject have become more and more pronounced.  And I shall consider this blog entry as my official step from still kinda-young-cool guy to old fogey.

Believe me when I say that the things I loved as a young man were offensive to the generation ahead of me.  My parents would have never approved of a lot of the things I hid from them, and didn’t much approve of the things that they did know about.  And the times that my grandparents felt the need to chime in were especially fun.  And just as they didn’t understand my generation, I don’t understand this generation.  Let us begin with MTV in general.  I loved MTV back in my day.  See what I did there?  I’ve always loved music and the opportunity to SEE the music that I loved to listen to was exciting to say the least.  And I totally understood the need to have breaks from the music videos and have an occasional show here and there.  But now, there are nothing but shows and no music videos.  Most of the shows aren’t even music related.  They have crap like The Road Rules Challenge, 16 and Pregnant, and my personal favorite to hate on, My Sweet 16.  Do NOT get me started on that show.  And the show they do, or did, have showing music videos is a top ten countdown where they show a clip of the video and then have the host make whatever comment or remark that will make the live audience scream their teenage heads off like if they just saw Justin Bieber walk in the room.  Don’t get me started on him either.  When VH1 first came out, I was all about Team MTV and screw them.  Then I started watching VH1 cause they were still showing music videos.  And now they’re just as bad as MTV.

Now, on to the Award Shows.  So the MTV Music and Movie awards have been the place for the people to vote rather than the critics or the Academy.  Granted, the more prestigious award shows are usually right in tune with the general populous, but I think it adds a special dynamic when we as fans know that the votes come from us directly.  But the choices being made now a days simply astound me.  I could nitpick each category of each show, but for the sake of time I will choose only one to rant about.  And the winner is, Best Female Performance on the MTV Movie Awards shown tonight(June 6, 2010).  The nominees were Amanda Seyfried for Dear John, Kristen Stewart for Twilight: New Moon, Emma Watson for Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Sandra Bullock for The Blind Side, and Zoe Saldana for Avatar.  And the award went to… *drum roll*… Kristen “Can’t Act” Stewart.  Really?  Seriously?  It goes without saying that Twilight is garbage, especially when compared to The Blind Side.  But let’s put that aside for a moment since this about Best Female Performance and not Best Movie.  On what planet does Kristen “Bella” Stewart compare to Sandra Bullock as an actress?  Yes, Sandra came out in movies like The Demolition Man.  But come on.  The Demolition Man was Shakespeare compared to Twilight.  Kristen Stewart isn’t even acting in Twilight.  She had to play an annoying female… she IS an annoying female.  Where’s the talent in that?  Sandra Bullock in The Blind Side played a middle class, suburban housewife, which she is NOT.  That alone means she deserves it more.  Let alone the fact that Sandra is a REAL actress.

I know in the end it’s just me being an old fogey and rambling about “back in my day”, but that’s a right of passage.  And I choose to exercise my right.  At the very least I can admit where I am wrong, and take the consequences like a man.  Any one that wants to bash me for my opinions here, go right ahead.  Just please don’t defend Twilight to me.  It will get you no where, fast.  I won’t even waste my time responding.

AC

P.S.

Just another quick example: Best Movie nominees wereAlice in Wonderland, Avatar, Twilight: New Moon, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, and The Hangover.  The winner, as you may have guessed, was Twilight.  Better than The Hangover?  Come on.  Better than Avatar.  Shut the Front Door on your way out.  Lame.  Lame.  LAME!

April 19, 2010

Motivation: It’ll only work if you use it.

Filed under: Personal Thoughts — Tags: , , — Arturo @ 12:49 am

There is a special woman who introduced me to my wife.  And although she has been involved in both our lives, I always referred to her as ”my wife’s best friend”.  I always thought it strange to think of her as anything else.  Even though I have always considered her a friend, this will be the first time I publicly state that I consider her one of MY closest friends.  She holds a special place in my heart and if I prayed, she would be in them every night.  That being said, she wrote a wonderful post on her website, MyriamTheGreat.com.  Found HERE.  And it inspired me to write the following post.

She speaks of motivation.  And challenges everyone to get motivated and not merely for physical improvement.  Hers is a message of motivation in general.  She is the type of woman who will encourage you to enrich your life in ALL aspects.  And in reading it, I found myself inspired to write about my own motivation.  I have NONE.  It’s sad, but it’s true.  I consider myself to be a fairly modest man, which in itself is a bit of a contradiction.  But I can sheepishly admit that I am a smart guy.  I do believe that if I had set my sights on something, I could have achieved it.  And I do mean anything.  My curse is apathy.  If you looked up the word in the dictionary, I wouldn’t be there.  Instead, the person whose picture WAS there, would pray to me every night.  That’s how bad I am.  But it got me to thinking of something I told my wife and a couple other people over the years.  And I use it as motivation for others to set goals and strive to achieve them.  My wife had a very long and difficult journey in acquiring her teaching degree.  It took more than the usual 4 years, due to financial problems and some self-doubt.  Even getting a job as a teacher has managed to elude her up until now.  But she has not stopped trying.  She’s needed a little push now and then, but she’s kept at it.  And the thing I told her was this.

I, that have no goals or motivation, think it is a waste for people to have dreams sometimes.  I hear people whine about how hard it is to get where they want to go.  How they don’t have time.  They can’t afford it.  It takes too long.  It’s too hard.  I would KILL to know what I wanted to do with my life.  I have had thoughts here and there about being a doctor, a lawyer, a Marine, a cop, a computer specialist, etc.  But I have never felt that any of those were my true calling.  But if I did ever find my calling, not Heaven nor Earth, nor Hell could stop me from achieving it.  And when I see people who claim that they know what they want to do with their lives, and find reasons to not do it, it disgusts me.  Give me your calling in life and I will not only get there faster than most, I will be one of the best at it.  Even if your dream is made fun of by others or thought of as too simple, never let anyone or anything get in your way of what you want to do.  If you want to make colorful curtains for blind people… then in the name of Holy Hal and his hovering hoolahoop, you be the best damn curtain maker this world has ever seen.  I want to hear about how your curtain designs were so awe-inspiring that God Himself came down from Heaven to shake your hand.  I know I’m getting a little silly, but that’s just me.  Seriously though, do NOT let anything stop you.  Do me and yourself a favor.  Even if you don’t like the movie, go back and watch Fight Club.  If you can’t sit through the whole movie, fast forward to the part where they go into the convenience store with a gun.  That scene is the encapsulation of what I am trying to say here.  Seriously, watch it.

I am 33 years old and haven’t done much with my life.  But I promise you that when my calling comes, I will get there.  And I will be one of the best, if not THE best, at it.  A wasted life due to lack of a dream is bad enough, but a wasted life due to lack of motivation is inexcusable.

AC

P.S.

And if anyone wants to get smarty pants with me… No, I was not motivated to write this.  As I said in the beginning, I was “inspired”.  Inspiration is defined as, “a product of your creative thinking and work”.  Motivation on the other hand is defined as, “the psychological feature that arouses an organism to action toward a desired goal”.  I’d like to say that writing this was a goal, but really it was me curing boredom.  I kid.  It was me getting on a soapbox and hoping I can inspire or motivate someone else.  Who knows, maybe that’ll be my calling.  ;)

April 3, 2010

Shame on you Christians

Filed under: Personal Thoughts — Tags: , , , — Arturo @ 1:41 am

OK, I’ve noticed that as of late, my posts have been mostly movie reviews.  With the occasional sprinkle of tech.  But today I got cheesed off in my usual fashion and decided to use my favorite medium.  So today’s rant is brought to you by the letter E as in Easter.  That’s right, I said it, Easter.  But what could anyone possibly have against bunnies, eggs, and pastel colors?  Well, there in lies the dilemma.  Those characteristics are exactly the problem.  What on Earth do those things have to do with Jesus giving his life to absolve the sins of mankind.  He allows himself to be tortured and killed in our name, and we commemorate him by pushing him to the side so little girls can wear pastel colored dresses and kids can run around looking for eggs and all while talking about an imaginary being called the Easter Bunny.  Let’s take a closer look at Easter traditions, shall we?

A long, long time ago, a lot of Romans converted from their poly-god worshipping, paganistic ways.  And when they began to expand their empire, they brought their new religion with them.  Think of them as the original Jehovah’s Witnesses.  The problem was that getting people to adopt a whole new religion out-right was proving to be difficult.  So, being the smarty pants they were, they decided to help people assimilate by incorporating already established traditions and symbols.  Rabbits and eggs are signs of fertility.  And many pagan religions view Spring as a highly fertile season.  Which makes sense, since that’s when the plants start to come to life and many animals come out of hibernation.  So to make the natives a little comfortable, rabbits and eggs were introduced along with the Christian holiday known as Easter.  Flash forward closer to the present.  The wonderful institution that is capitalism realize  the potential in such a holiday, much like Valentine’s Day and Christmas.  And what better mascot to appeal to kids than a huge rabbit that brings gifts hidden in eggs that they can run around and look for?

So, Easter, much like Christmas, has become more of an excuse to spend money than celebrate the life and sacrifice of jesus Christ.  And for this reason, I say shame on you Christians.  Christmas is NOT supposed to be about a fat guy in red velvet, and receiving gifts.  It’s supposed to be a celebration of the birth of the man that 30+ years later would make the ultimate sacrifice.  Easter being the recognition of that very sacrifice.  Jesus endured more pain and suffering than most people have ever or will ever know.  And bunnies, eggs and pastels are the best way Christians have found to pay homage?  Truly sad.  I don’t have a religion that I follow and even I find that to be disrespectful.  *tsk*tsk*

The saddest part is that so many pagans have been tortured and killed for worshipping false gods and prophets.  And then now Christians are doing that exact same thing.  In a word, “WOW”, talk about hypocritical.

AC

February 10, 2010

Happy St Valentine’s Day? Bah Humbug

Filed under: Personal Thoughts — Tags: , , — Arturo @ 2:24 pm

Valentine’s is upon us once again.  The holiday that has no true origin and is not in honor of any ONE man or woman.  As you can plainly see from this intro, I am opposed to this holiday and in true RandomMuch fashion, I will explain why in boring length.  ;)

First off let me say that I am not, in any way, against romance.  I know you might have read my other post, How unrealistic can romance really be?, and think that I am.  Let me say that I do make every effort to make sure that my wife knows I love her and not just on holidays and special occasions.  But I fail to see why Valentine’s Day has become a woman’s holiday.  A romantic holiday should not be only about women.  Women should be putting in just as much effort on this day.  And making sure you’re wearing sexy underwear or even lingerie is not enough.  That’s like having a treat in your pocket for a “good dog”.  We men have to make the plans.  We men have to make the reservations.  We men have to go buy the jewelry and chocolates, and flowers, and cards, and teddy bears.  We men have to go out of our way to make it a special day FOR YOU.  what do you women have to do?  Try your hardest not complain about the little things we men might have gotten wrong.  This should be  shared holiday.  Men deserve just as much attention and consideration in the relationship.  And this holiday is just solidifying the idea that relationships are purely for women.  It seems more and more that men are simply another accessory for women to manipulate to make them look good.  Women don’t want a date, they don’t want to show up alone.  Women don’t want a partner, they want to seem desirable.  Women: Do not treat us like objects and then turn around and complain that men objectify women.  You want equal rights?  Learn the concept first, decide if you are willing and/or able to accomplish selflessness and then talk to us about equality.  And sadly, since Valentine’s is all but a lost cause, women are moving on to anniversaries.  What’s next Christmas?  In typical woman fashion, birthdays aren’t enough.  They have one day that is ALL about them, but noooooooo… They want MORE.

Oh, and here’s a word of advice to men.  If you are still willing to participate in this bastardization of an otherwise romantic holiday, may I suggest not blowing your wad on one year.  Women are incapable of regression.  By that I mean, you absolutely cannot give a woman champagne for a week and then tell her you have to downgrade to wine coolers the next.  THey’ll smile and say it’s OK, but inside they will cussing you out and planning your death.  So, if you plan to be in a long relationship, take it slow.  Each year, add on to the last, slowly.  Cause if every new thing is compared to the last or the best.  And if the first year you dated, you went all out, every subsequent year after that will be held up nest to it and compared with that same little magnifying glass thing that jewelers use to inspect diamonds.  Trust me when I tell you that women are just as shallow, and just as clueless as ot what TRUE romance is.  Be yourself, and if they like you?  Great.  Otherwise, stop trying to impress a woman that has her eyes focused on the shiny things.  She’ll never see you for what you’re worth… Unless you’re bedazzled in REAL diamonds.

AC

P.S

I forgot to mention, if you REALLY want to celebrate Valentine’s Day properly, consider that the holiday is more of a collection or orgy of saints being honored.  So in reality participating in an orgy or maybe just enjoying many different partners is a better way to keep in the tradition.  Naughty Catholics always find a way to make it sexual.  </sarcasm>

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