Leave it up to America to play a big ol’ game of SPORTS SPORTS SPORTS in the World Cup on Canada’s day.
But all’s fair in love and war
so come one, neck braces, wheelchairs, non-US citizens even, come all. All America asks is that you
and I mean
and even then, like many short-lived romances,
drunken, hungry, and wanting
until defeated and disposed. Just remember when you’ve lost. When your sunny day heart breaks, there’s always
HAPPY CANADA DAY
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You can basically measure how much I love you by:
1) how tall above 6 feet you stand and
2) how many photos I take of you
Sam is/has plenty of both – through virtually no contribution of her own except being born’d this way – so I must really love her.
Here she is being forced to stand tall in front of things while I take photos of her.
Here she is being forced to stand tall in front of things with me while photos are taken of her.
I love you a lot, Spock.
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Was convinced to venture out to Hollywood on a weekend night for the grand opening of Fridays at the Rolling Stone LA.
Reunited with a New York darling, Clay Murphy.
Pulling off those pleated pants like a pro.
Part dance club, part gig space.
Who would even notice if I were gone?
You certainly don’t miss me much.
Photo credit: tony
You ask, I tell. Best questions get posted on Tuesdays.
Your so bloody hot…why don’t you have a boyfriend?
I’m no good at men.
I don’t expect men to consider me for anything more than just sex and so the self-fulfilling prophecy plays its inevitable part and hands me exactly what I expect.
I’m too cool, too detached to start off.
I don’t call when I want to, I don’t reveal much about myself and certainly not how I feel about the person I’m dating.
Once I decide I actually want someone to be my boyfriend I become too intense, too insecure, too jealous, too obsessive. Too much of everything.
(Now that I’ve admitted this, I’ll NEVER have a boyfriend!)
Because of the nature of my job, I’m always running away.
No boy has ever asked me to stay.
Maybe that’s why I don’t have a boyfriend?
Or maybe not.
Why do you think?
What’s the deal with women or your age? Is it all about being desired? Is that it? You just want people to pine and be all doe-eyed over you and then your “not attracted” to someone who is genuinely interested, because its not thrilling. Its BS.
What’s the deal with women any age?
What’s the deal with MEN any age?
Doesn’t EVERYONE want to be desired?
Doesn’t everyone like the thrill of finding someone where there is MUTUAL ATTRACTION?
Ay, there’s the rub. Women my age, and of any age do want to be desired. YES, they want someone who is genuinely interested. Just like you do. It is BS that not everyone can be genuinely interested in everyone who is genuinely interested in them. That’s why it’s so magical when it works out.
Why do you always get involved with assholes and douche bags when nice guys are always near?
Here’s the thing about attraction, it happens instantly. Before you get to know a person and I mean really get to know them, attraction brings you together. How much can you get to know a guy in a few weeks? Probably not a lot, but lately, that’s all the time I have with someone. If they end up being an asshole or a douche bag, my involvement with them also tends to end. Then you get to hear about it because it’s juicy.
I’ve dated nice guys. I like nice guys.
Nice guys don’t get write ups. Except for in secret blogs. The problem is that I am nowhere near them anymore. Even when I want to be.
if you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?
I just want to live where I’m in love. I don’t know where that place is yet, which may as well be seeing as I lead a nomadic life.
What is the best part of your life?
I have the greatest friends. Knowing that the most tolerant, intelligent, beautiful people I know are only a phone call, text, e-mail away be they in Hong Kong, Toronto, LA or the UK is the best part of my life. (I know, right?)
If you could go back in time 10 years and give your younger self one sentence of relationship advice, what would you say?
Be patient, if he wanted to, he would.
Have a question for me? Ask away here.
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