Monthly Archives: March 2012
The Guilt-Free Three officially has a Folk Singer Edition. Mostly because of one man–but I’m realizing that folk singers are mighty sexy. MIGHTY.
So here we go:
#3: Kristian Matsson: The Tallest Man On Earth
HOLY GEEZ. Not only is his voice and his music AMAZING, he’s like a Swedish James Dean. Lordy!
#2: Charlie Fink: “Noah & The Whale”
Gimme that hair!
#1: Angus Stone: Angus & Julia Stone
Whaaaaa–okay, I’ll admit it. This is the whole reason for this post. HOLY SHIT. The hair, the scruff, the chest fur, the voice, the harmonica. I can’t help myself. Luckily, he only sings with his sister, so he’s not married–plus, Mike digs his sister Julia.
Why are men looked down upon for looking at women? Why do they feel ashamed if they’re caught? I know that if I catch a man looking at me, I’m not offended–I’m rather flattered. Hell, I’m flattered when I catch Mike looking at me.
So why is there such a stigma? Even if the guys are older (as in the case of this article), just because they’re looking at a woman doesn’t mean that they’re going to sexually assault her. They’re just giving recognition to a woman that they find attractive. Big deal? Absolutely–in the very best way.
Part of the reason men are questioning whether or not they’re pervs for looking at women? I agree with “Y”: “The problem for us as men is that we’re in the wrong culture, and we’re men at the wrong time. We’re not a culture that empowers men with casual sensuality.”
And quite possibly my favorite paragraph: “I’m about to leave when Z tosses me a last thought. ‘Some women assume the male gaze is sinful and hurtful and evil, that men can never look at women in a different way. But that’s not what the gaze is about. Because a sophisticated man would not hesitate to gaze, and then he might be filled with regret and loss, and therefore gain self-knowledge.'”
Look on, men. Look on.
Apparently they’re called “Helicopter Parents”. And apparently “Helicopter Parents” are a bigger problem than I was aware of.
They’re such a problem, in fact, that due to an influx of said “Helicopter Parents”, kids in Colorado Springs, CO will not be able to participate in the annual Easter Egg Hunt. IT’S CANCELLED! Why? Because of the “aggressive parents who swarmed into the tiny park last year, determined that their kids get an egg.” I’m not kidding.
Apparently, “Helicopter Parents” refuse to let their children fail at anything–including Easter Egg hunts. But it gets worse. Not only are these parents taking away fun activities from their kids, but they’re also taking away all of their chances to learn anything for themselves.
I have no problem with parents that take an interest in their kids’ lives–but come on! I don’t think kids should “win” at everything. Losing builds character. Making mistakes allows kids to learn. Trying things and not being afraid to try them gives kids opportunities. None of these things are possible with overprotective parents hovering around every turn.
I know this is pretty much what I talked about last Friday, but it deserves a second post. Hovering. Pfff.
Whenever my parents/aunts/uncles/grandparents/etc. hear about a new safety feature or rule regarding children, they always say, “I don’t know how we’re alive, or how you kids are alive for that matter.”
And as soon as I read this article, I thought, “Well son of a bitch. If the world is so damn dangerous, how are we all still here, and how is the world so overpopulated?”
I had an “I am my mother” moment. Which is perfectly fine.
BUT SERIOUSLY! This stupid bitch finds out she’s pregnant, enters every product in her house into some stupid internet database, and threw out $25 lipsticks and a ton of other stuff because they were “toxic.” Her thoughts (my paraphrase): “OMG PANIC what could these be doing to my baby?!”
Good God! I mean, can we say first world problems? “My poor snowflake has PVC in her mobile above her crib!” Really? Kids in Africa are living without homes, and you’re worried about PVC?
We all grew up with lead paint and asbestos, and pretty sure that no one stopped me from riding on the back shelf of my aunt’s two-door Mazda, and no one kept us from riding 7 kids in a Jeep Wrangler with no seat belts…or roof for that matter. I ate dirt, played with bugs, ingested unknown liquids from the driveway, fell down, climbed trees, got away with not washing my hands, chewed on my crib, and God knows what else.
And guess what–I AM ALIVE! And healthy. And I have a job and take care of myself.
I’m not against taking care of your nuggets, people, but really? I can’t handle these nutty ass folks.
Here’s what I think you ought to do:
Don’t let them drink stuff from under the sink. That’s it. Ugh.
I’m back in Ohio after my weekend with Mike in PA, Maryland (at the Rocky Gap Resort), and even a lil bit of West Virginia. We had such a great time, and the weather couldn’t have been better. We hiked and drank and ate and loved. It was perfect.
I’m playing catch-up at work right now (this is my 3 minute lunch break just to update–does that tell you how much I love you all?), but I’ll post pictures soon.
In fact, I owe you a plethora of pictures, don’t I? Perhaps tonight, after a long long long run (in my new kicks!) in the 80 degree March weather. Unprecedented!
For now, I’ll tide you over with this–a picture of the ring Mike got me:
Happy first day of Spring!
When I was younger, I was always trying to sneak my mom’s VHS of Dirty Dancing. She always caught me and took it away before I could understand what “Penny’s in trouble” or “Have you had a lot of women?” meant.
But do we have classic movies anymore? I like to think we do. So here are the movies from my time that I hope my children will want to watch–when they are of proper age:
- American Pie
- Pirates of the Caribbean
- Forrest Gump
- Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
- Toy Story
- Jurassic Park
- The Big Lebowski
- Good Will Hunting
- Fight Club
- Groundhog Day
- Free Willy
- Dazed and Confused
What am I missing?
NOTE: Off to Maryland! Have a wonderful weekend, all!