The Dutch Files

Remember I told you that the Dutch Network “Veronica” felt it was a great idea to feature about every other movie “whatshisname” made? (for those of you who missed the earlier post on this: I am not referring to the evil wizard in Harry Potter whose name nobody wants to say out loud, I am referring to this one actor whose name is ineffable to me personally)…

To go out with a bang, they apparently decided that it would be a Guh-reat idea to trash us with all Rocky movies ever made…

I feel featuring a croocked mouthed, saggy eyed Sly Stallone, staggering around, crying out: “Aaaaaaadriiaaaaaannnnnn” really is the crown on this year’s MovieMonth… I could not have thought of a more spectacular finish myself…

It’ll be hard to top all this next year… I would not want to be the MovieMonth executive in charge of the 2007 programming…

I just finished a phone conversation with a girlfriend of mine. She has been single for about as long as I have and just had her 3rd date with a guy she met at the office. Now my girlfriend is pretty much into the “chunky” kinda guy. She likes a full bodied guy and as she tells me: this guy is. My girlfriend just called me to tell me about the date and to pick a date to get together so I can meet him, as she thinks it is really going somewhere…

As many girlfriends do, we tell eachother everything into full detail (yes, also when visiting the bathroom in a public place or sitting in public transport, makes no difference to us). Usually that is no problem. Besides, I have as much shit to tell her as she has to tell me (although my dating story files are wearing extreeemely thin lately).

This time though… I could have done without some of the details… She started telling me about the two of them getting a bit heated up when he took her home and came up for “coffee”… [fine so far]… they ended up on her couch [ok, that is where I sit when I come to visit, but ok, I'll just be in denial about that part next time I come 'round]… hands all over several of eachothers body parts [still fine, I can still vaguely remember what that is like] … feeling up his chest and finding out about his pretty huge man-boobs… She tells me she cupped her hands around them and they were more than a “handful” according to her… Bigger than her own…

OK - STOP! - RIGHT! - THERE!

I can’t tell you in how many ways that is disturbing to me….

* I don’t want to hear ANY story about man boobs - full stop

* I don’t want to visualize her hands cupping man boobs

* I don’t want to hear one of my best friends tell me that it “wasn’t that bad” and she reconsidered her opinion on man-boobs because “he is such a nice guy”

* I bet ya before I can even say the word “boobjob” I will be hearing her boasting about her personal record: undoing his bra in 0.3 sec! (or worse, them having a contest who can undo whose bra the quickest)

* I am supposed to have dinner with them next week… [what if she's making duck breast?]. HOW the fuck can I look at him and NOT think of what she said all the time…

That is just way too much information about her new guy… Ugh… Eeeewwwwww… I think there is a tiny stream of blood running out of my ear… Is that bad?

Yes Yes Yes, I have joined the ranks of blog whores and blog pimps as well… And proud of it!

Meet my first renter: The Fifth Column

It’s a whacky and funny blog that, according to Schadenfreude, Bacon Boy and Max Power (the blog-daddies) “represents their own little attempt to whittle away at the domiant culture, the status quo, the accepted and the norm, all with a big ol’ Gene Simmons-sized tongue [hmmmmmm, that should be good ;-)] in an Al Roker-sized cheek”

Well anyway, I loooove it!

Some of you may know this blog already, still they are this week’s renter so clickedy-clickedy-click and haul your sweet asses over to their blog, look it over, comment, give them the attention they deserve.

Welcome guys and hope this is as good for you as it is for me!!!

I am done with my first time pimpin’ now!!! There will be more!

My son is an only child… I divorced his dad over 4 years ago and neither his dad & new girlfriend nor me have had any other children since (or before that, for that matter)… At times my sons pleads me to have another child and I tell him that not being in a meaningful relationship I would prefer not to do so at this time… That I would prefer not raising a child all by myself (at which point he always shuts me up by saying that I raise hím by myself and it is working out fine)…

He came home from spending time with his dad the other day telling me that he had a talk with his dad about wanting a brother or sister… The conversation apparently went something like this:

Son: “Dad, I really really really really really really want to have a little brother or sister”

Dad: “Oh you do? Well, it is fine by me, as long as yóu can convince your mum”

[visualize my son ripping me one of his infamous cuty-pie smiles in anticipation of my reaction]

Uhm… ??????????????????????

WTF!

Hlelo eyvernoe!

Jsut a srhot psot to let eyvernoe konw I am dinog ok! My aknles are bcak to teihr uasul szie, and wtih smoe suqeiezng I magane to fit my teos itno my seohs.

Olny tihng sitll gvinig me smoe pbrolems is my haed. The bmup on tehre is fckuing hturnig lkie hlel! But ohtreiwse I gesus I am ok. I am hpapy I am not exepirneicng any bad efcefts form the bolw on my haed!

Gttoa Go!

Mahw!

Dtcuh Btcih