in the mean time...
i know, i know..
where's my Celebrity Something?!
well folks..i'm at work. actually working today.. although not on actual work.. yes. thats your tax dollars hard at work. but until i get back home to my camera, my pictures = it happened proof, and etch out a moment to write about this weekend's trip, i thought i'd post a lil sumthin'sumthin..
while seeking inspiration online i came across this little gem from Esquire Magazine...
10 Things You Don't Know About Women.
the above link is written by Tea Leoni, but from what i can tell they have various celebrity women write a little 10 things list and.. wha-la. instant time-killer.
for you today, i've browsed the various lists, selected the most true (to me), and posted them for your reading enlightenment. enjoy!!
1. It's always, always better to go commando than to show up in tighty-whiteys.
2. When you're talking dirty to us, call us a whore and not a prostitute.
3. We only tell you the things we want you to know about us, and you can bet dollars to doughnuts there are more than ten of them.
4. Admitting that you're into us becomes infinitely less endearing when you follow it with the phrase, "Which is weird, because you're not really my type."
5. When a hot woman walks by and we ask if she's your type, refrain from saying things like "Nah, I like a woman with a little meat on her bones" as you give us a squeeze.
6. The smell of sweat is sexy within reason. Nuzzling your neck when you come home from the gym: sexy. Getting trapped in your armpit after you've played eighteen holes in 90-degree heat: not sexy.
7. You can never give us too many sincere compliments. To be honest, you can never give too many exaggerated ones, either.
8. It isn't our period that's making us moody; it's you.
9. Supersecret: Unless we're blind or have no night-light in the bathroom, the whole toilet-seat thing is exaggerated and meant to control you.
10. We like being wrestled.
and okay this one rings true too...
11.We loosened the jar first.
WHAT!!?! it does!!!
Comments
Number Eight. And Eleven. Totally loosened the jar. Every. Time.
Posted by: Phoenix | August 6, 2007 02:05 PM
too funny. :) thanks for sharing these!!!
Posted by: Jessica | August 6, 2007 02:33 PM
Commando?
And wrestling???
who knew?
Posted by: Greyhound | August 6, 2007 02:38 PM
3 cheers for #8.
I couldn't agree less with #9 - leaving the toilet seat up is revolting even the broad daylight. It's rude, too.
I hate being called a whore a ho a prostitute a dirty bitch - whatever. If I'm a whore than so is the dude doing me. So there!
Posted by: 21stCenturyMom | August 6, 2007 04:36 PM
Mmmmmmm, wrestling Tea Leaoni...
actually, she could just talk to me and it would be JUST as good -- that voice!
Posted by: bold | August 6, 2007 07:26 PM
I just remembered one of my favorite all time movie scenes - Tea Leoni in Spanglish running off her anger screaming "LEFT!" at everyone on the road. Priceless.
Posted by: 21stCenturyMom | August 6, 2007 09:06 PM
It totally does.
Posted by: jkrunning | August 7, 2007 04:59 AM
Thanks for the "free" advice. Now only if my selective memory can put these things into play.
Posted by: Al Durham | August 7, 2007 11:28 AM
I love Esquire. A friend said that he reads it because it's just a little bit above him, classwise, so it's stuff he can relate to AND aspire to. And he's totally right.
Posted by: The Rover | August 7, 2007 03:48 PM