Thursday, April 29, 2004

I never thought this would be a point of interest because it was really something I had taken for granted (as it should be I guess) but after spending 2 years hanging out with the athletic department...

There is absolutely nothing more sexy than a man who reads. Of course it doesn't hurt when he is a sexy guy to begin with...

It is just damn refreshing to not have to make exceptions like, "Damn, he is a really great guy until he tries to speak."

And in turn making unfair requests of my own.

"Hon, could you NOT do that."
"The talking bit, it is a bit much for me."

I am woman, hear me roar...right.

Tuesday, April 20, 2004

I found a boy in Ok that isn't a mutant (so far).
Of course he's not from here, but damn amusing just the same

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

If we are going to start this thing off right, I am going to get the softball bitch session out of the way.

I am developing disdain for lesbians who pursue softball coaching careers. This career choice seems only to be a dating service for uptight lesbians.

My coaches are the squarest homosexuals you'll ever meet. Maybe it's the Midwest, but for fuck's sake. You are a rebel of society, but yet so incredibly over-sensitive about the oddest damn things. These are the same women who decided to settle in the bible belt. They spend their evenings becoming connoisseurs of the pink taco and effectively shit in the face of their Christian neighbors.

But when it is suggested that "Old School" be watched on the bus trip, my coaches replied that movie was offensive and inappropriate.

Mind you this is a bus full of college softball players.

The irony of this situation makes me amused at times, but mostly just annoyed. But in the words of Vince Vaugn's "Old School" character,

"Ear Muffs" coach, "ear muffs."