i woke up this morning with the song from the end of beetlejuice in my head. which is weird, as i haven't seen that movie in years. you know, the one where winona gets a good grade so they let her levitate on the stairs to dance with the ghost football players? that might be the best sentence ever.
A BRIEF EXAMINATION OF ANNAH BANANAH'S "TYPE"
throughout my male-dating experience, i have consistently been attracted to, and done better with, men of the more roughneck /bluecollar /alcoholicfactoryworker genre. in highschool, i tended to date men who went to group fights in river beds or carried various bludgeoning weapons under their car seats. they did not start fights, mind you, for that would be intolerable; they merely came running when they heard tell of one brewing in which they could get involved.
as i grew older, this tendency mellowed and matured into an attraction to men who didn't put as much stock in the higher mind or the arts as in good honest labor, miller time, and old fashioned two-hour sex sessions. god love 'em.
now don't mistake me, i tried my hand (heh) at the cultured boys. i've dated some poets, some musicians, some artists, even a puppeteer (that's a whole other post). i just didn't find them as fascinating. (and they tended to find themselves fascinating enough for the both of us. the devil may take singer/songwriters.) i've since decided that this must be a quest for something that does not live within myself; i seem to be romantically repelled by men that already say and do all the same shit as myself. i'd rather explain the works in the new exhibition, and have house framing explained to me.
now i have grown up enough to recognize the necessity of at least a few similar interests. hence the gorgeous manual laborer to whom i am engaged; he listens to the allman brothers, but knows perfectly well who barbara kruger is. he drinks moonshine with his cousins and goes "mudding" but has read more metaphysical books than i. he's dark brown from working on roofs, covered in calluses, and way more fun than any wimpy, passive-aggressive, self-absorbed "artist" i've ever dated. now before you jump down my throat and say that the allman brothers and barbara kruger are not mutually exclusive, i assure you, around here they most certainly are!
internet, what's your type?
A BRIEF EXAMINATION OF ANNAH BANANAH'S "TYPE"
throughout my male-dating experience, i have consistently been attracted to, and done better with, men of the more roughneck /bluecollar /alcoholicfactoryworker genre. in highschool, i tended to date men who went to group fights in river beds or carried various bludgeoning weapons under their car seats. they did not start fights, mind you, for that would be intolerable; they merely came running when they heard tell of one brewing in which they could get involved.
as i grew older, this tendency mellowed and matured into an attraction to men who didn't put as much stock in the higher mind or the arts as in good honest labor, miller time, and old fashioned two-hour sex sessions. god love 'em.
now don't mistake me, i tried my hand (heh) at the cultured boys. i've dated some poets, some musicians, some artists, even a puppeteer (that's a whole other post). i just didn't find them as fascinating. (and they tended to find themselves fascinating enough for the both of us. the devil may take singer/songwriters.) i've since decided that this must be a quest for something that does not live within myself; i seem to be romantically repelled by men that already say and do all the same shit as myself. i'd rather explain the works in the new exhibition, and have house framing explained to me.
now i have grown up enough to recognize the necessity of at least a few similar interests. hence the gorgeous manual laborer to whom i am engaged; he listens to the allman brothers, but knows perfectly well who barbara kruger is. he drinks moonshine with his cousins and goes "mudding" but has read more metaphysical books than i. he's dark brown from working on roofs, covered in calluses, and way more fun than any wimpy, passive-aggressive, self-absorbed "artist" i've ever dated. now before you jump down my throat and say that the allman brothers and barbara kruger are not mutually exclusive, i assure you, around here they most certainly are!
internet, what's your type?
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I think murder, old people and politics make a great combo... i'm there!
got any exciting weekend plans?
ohhh fireworks.. how exciting!