Stop Being Weird

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Dating part.........duh

Yeah so I've been dating a lot.
It's been fun and not fun and...."I'm sorry you want to WHAT!?!"
and overall just a really busy crazy time.

But I have one question......when did men start being so weird?
Don't get me wrong I have met some really stellar guys.
Some that are wonderful and charming and even keepers.

And then there are the others.
The one's that forgot dating is supposed to be fun and apparently "hormonal psycho" is not just for women anymore.
Remember when guys were guys and you knew when you hit it off.
Not hard to decipher.
Not a whole lot of mystery.
Not "hey I'm going to share all my pain and misery with you because woman like sensitive men, right?"
WRONG.
NO.
NADA.
When I am "your girl" you can be super sensitive. Yes, please, share your thoughts with me. I want to KNOW you, everything about you.
But when we are just "dating" and having fun.....lets just do that, shall we.

I get these long drawn out....blah,blah,blah messages when all I asked
was "hey man, I'm free tomorrow, you wanna grab dinner?"

What does the "paradox of the last three years" have anything to do with ribs at Fox Brothers and how did you fit all that in a text.
You don't like ribs, that's cool.........Six Feet Under? No, OK you pick the place.

I'm just looking for dinner and maybe a little suck face after....not too complicated.

I am really sorry that your wife left you 5 years ago, or that your last girlfriend was a nut-ball or that your best friend "stole" the girl you were "stalking" for a year or that you have no friends and have not left your apartment since "she" took the dog but lets be clear....I don't care.
Seriously, I'm not trying to be cold but I DON'T CARE.

I have more painful, scary sh*t in my head than you can imagine but I don't go around polluting the world with my "misery". (I put it on a blog.......like a civilized person)

Besides, airing all your crap is boring.
Seriously, it's boring. I know, you're life sucks, so does mine so does everyone else's but for the moment
can we suspend that reality, have a few drinks and laugh at the waitress with the buck teeth.
Why is that so hard.

When I meet one of you that I want to "be serious" with I will end this; good time, don't bring me down, are those shots? fun filled summer.

Until then, can you all stop being so weird, shut it and start the bike.....DAMN!!!

Maya Angelou

R.I.P. you amazing, inspirational, phenomenal woman.

Phenomenal Woman

BY MAYA ANGELOU

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   

But when I start to tell them,

They think I’m telling lies.

I say,

It’s in the reach of my arms,

The span of my hips,   

The stride of my step,   

The curl of my lips.   

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,   

That’s me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,   

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.   

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.   

I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes,   

And the flash of my teeth,   

The swing in my waist,   

And the joy in my feet.   

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered   

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,   

They say they still can’t see.   

I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,   

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Now you understand

Just why my head’s not bowed.   

I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.   

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels,   

The bend of my hair,   

the palm of my hand,   

The need for my care.   

’Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Maya Angelou, “Phenomenal Woman” from And Still I Rise. Copyright © 1978 by Maya Angelou. Used by permission of Random House, Inc.

Be the panda

Fortune

Well that's specific..............................

Dog Tags

I do not know you.
I do not know where you lie.
Yet I see this small tin piece every day now.
This piece of metal that is your identity,
your history.

This small tin piece lays upon his chest daily.
He too does not know you.
The shared eyes of the father and son
never blessed to fall upon one another.

I lay silently in the dim light rubbing
the metal between my fingers as he stirs.
I press the cold to my lips.
I know that I hold his most prized possession.
I know I hold his pain and his pride
in this small tin piece.

Chicago Museum of Veterans Art

Excuse me, does my HMO cover that?

Ancient medical practices that need to make a come back............pelvic massage.


http://www.alternet.org/sex-amp-relationships/georgia-you-can-carry-gun-you-need-prescription-vibrator

In Georgia, You Can Carry a Gun, But You Need a Prescription for a Vibrator

Jessica Valenti

Why it's totally normal for women to want sex toys.

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Giving out prescriptions for vibrators seems more like a doctor's bad pickup line than good public policy. But in Sandy Springs, Georgia, you really do need a medical reason – and a doctor's prescription – to buy a sex toy.

Melissa Davenport, a resident of Sandy Springs, has filed suit against the city because, as her lawyer Gerry Weber  told a local TV station, the ordinance allows the government to "stick its nose in your bedroom and say you can use this but not that." Davenport has multiple sclerosis, which she says has impacted her sex life with her husband, and she credits sex toys with saving her marriage. Yet her doctors still won't write her a prescription.

Leaving aside the bizarreness of the policy itself – people should be able to buy sex toys for the sheer fun of it – it seems ironic that a woman with a real medical condition is being denied sex toys, when you consider that the vibrator was actually  invented to cure a (fake) medical condition: hysteria.

In the 19th century, if a woman was feeling blue— or was just being "lady-crazy" — she could head off to the doctor's office for a little manual clitoral stimulation, though the doctors called it "pelvic massage." (It's a hilarious testament to the male-centric vision of sexuality of that time that, if there was no penetration, it wasn't considered sexually intimate.) But those poor male doctors and their cramping fingers couldn't quite take the amount of labor that was needed to achieve the mutually desired ends to said massage. One doctor  bemoaned that the technique was quite difficult, akin to "that game of boys in which they try to rub their stomachs with one hand and pat their heads with the other."

Thus, the vibrator was born – and women started going for check-ups a lot more often. But once men caught on to why certain doctors were in such high demand, however, the party was over – and now, in states like Alabama, you can openly carry a gun but not buy a butt plug.

Of course there are plenty of other reasons besides medical afflictions – real or imagined – that a woman might need a sex toy. Maybe she's bored. Maybe her partner likes them. (Maybe they're more fun than her partner.) Maybe it's Tuesday.

But given how many American men think women are still "hysterical" anyway – or at least that they can't run the world when  "Aunt Flo" is in town – we should revive and embrace this fake medical condition on behalf of women in towns like Sandy Springs where people's sexuality is still pathologized and legislated.

In fact, I think I'm feeling a little hysterical already. Where's my prescription?

Jessica Valenti is a daily columnist for the Guardian US. She is the author of four books on feminism, politics and culture, and founder of Feministing.com. 

Your ex is NOT crazy

I don't know if I'm more shocked that I clicked on a Cosmo ad or that I agree with something written in Cosmo......either way, a little stunned this morning.

As much as I hate to admit it #5 is a universal truth. There are two men in my life that can make my panties disintegrate with a glance. Unfortunately both of them smoke. I have been in "bowchickawowwow" situations with both and have not "taken advantage" why.....because as hot as they both are, they stink.

http://www.cosmopolitan.com/sex-love/advice/men-less-hot

30 Things That Instantly Make

Men Less Hot

ANNA BRESLAW

SEX ADVICE

FEBRUARY 20, 2014

1. Fedoras. Unless you are Justin Timberlake or the ghost of an old-timey newsman, get off my lawn.

2. Soul patches and/or goatees. Because nothing says, “Make out with me” like, “I grew some pubic hair riiiight where my lips are.”

3. Hand-kissing. I don’t mean “you are lying in bed and he kisses your hand because it’s there and whatever,” I mean “taking a Cyrano de Bergerac-y half-bow and bending to kiss your hand on the street.” Before you’re like “No man does this!” know that A MAN ONCE DID THIS TO ME. Clearly, his last girlfriend was an eighteenth century Cockney hooker. Coincidentally, often overlaps with #1 and #2.

4. Ed Hardy anything. Who is Ed Hardy and does he have a wife? Can we say that her name is Kathy Hardy and they have been estranged for the last 20 years because she woke up one morning and was sleeping next to the biggest douchebag in the universe?

5. Smoking. I smoke (I know) (I’m sorry) (I know), but everyone else says it’s totally gross when a guy smokes. OK!

6. Bandanas. No. Are you David Foster Wallace? You’re not.

7. An unhealthy obsession with ultimate frisbee. Stop talking about this to me.

8. Calling their friends “bro.” Or “dudebro,” or any variation thereof. I get it — you are male.

9. Being an awful tipper. Hear that noise? That is the sound of me zipping up my vagina.

10. And being rude to anyone in the retail/service industry.Haven't you ever been on a first date that's going really well until he yells at the waitress about his salad, and you're like, well, back to the drawing board?

11. Overly whiskered jeans. Ick.

12. Being the guy who brings the acoustic guitar to the party.Studies show that nine out of 10 men who bring an acoustic guitar to places where they shouldn’t only know how to play “Good Riddance” by Green Day.

13. Being proud of their farts. Again, ick.

14. Having had a very recent haircut. And looking like a large 6-year-old for a few weeks as a result.

15. Indecisiveness. PICK A RESTAURANT.

16. Bad grammar and/or spelling. Wrong "to/too"? Wrong "their/there"? Literally #no.

17. Not reading. I see all these twentysomething, well-dressed, cute boys on the train who aren't reading or even listening to music, just staring into space with their mouths slightly open. What is that? Don't they know that at the very least they could be reading Chuck Klosterman?

18. Being a doormat.

19. Smelling bad.

20. Being this guy:

21. Having no hobbies, or at the very least, interests.

22. Swearing a ton when it's unnecessary.

23. Wearing a Bluetooth thing everywhere you go.

24. Sexist jokes. Oh, the "make me a sandwich" line? You're really original.

25. Jerseys as daywear.

26. A ton of hair gel. Your hair should not have the consistency of piano wire.

27. Eminem-style bleach blond dye jobs. Ewwww.

28. Bad manners. Real men say "please" and "thank you" when appropriate.

29. Calling their ex "crazy." Because there's a pretty good chance he'll eventually wind up calling you crazy.

30. Calling women "bitches." Not just "Those are my bitches" in a fond way (although that's horrible too), but referring to any particular woman as a "bitch." Early on, it just leaves a bad taste in your mouth.

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