OK I feel like writing. Let’s see how far I can get before I say something I don’t want public.
Kisses are strange aren’t they? I mean just straight lip-lip action. I don’t know if I’m any good at it- you can hear someone tell you so, but maybe it’s just fun. Lol. But who ever came up with that idea of putting your mouth on someone else’s? It’s not super obvious. I mean, if you had not heard about it and seen in since you were born, would you have the inclination, understanding, and desire you do? I think the answer is ‘of course’. I mean, kisses have been used since the beginning of time it seems. It’s totally natural. But why is it natural? Why is it that lip contact would ‘inspire’ procreation- which IS natural. Are your lips and the strange sucking of them attached to your libido? I mean, no animals kiss- do they? I’m not saying I mind it. I’m just giving it some thought. It’s a strange experience. What about even the simplest kiss makes a body feel relaxed and happy?
I was watching the (awful) movie Notting Hill, which so many women seem to think is the epitome of romance. I don’t. But something about Hugh Grant bumbling for 20 minutes, and a random starlet actress bestowing a kiss on him makes 30 year old women fall all over themselves. Why would this ‘super beautiful’ actress who owns the world suddenly need to escape into the arms of a simple British man? Oh the agony.
Please shoot me if I ever get to be that sappy. No, I guess sappy isn’t the problem. I have my fair share of stupid swooning. But I’ve never been romanced by stupidity. Movies like The Notebook, A Walk to Remember, and Notting Hill just don’t do it for me. I love desperation of the heart as much as the next girl, and I do enjoy being swept off my feet by a hero (being the image-conscious control freak that I am) who makes my head spin. So where lies the difference between romance and sticky stupidity?
Some guy told me the other day that he was very insecure. I told him that was okay because I always enjoy when insecurity turns into honesty. Oh, here is a strange example- Kevin from the Office meets a girl he likes. She’s a little heavy and by no means beautiful. Kevin admits he’s sorry, ‘I’m not very good at talking to pretty girls.’ The woman obviously melts- having not been called that before. But Kevin is too stupid to really lie- he means it. To him, she is pretty. In the subsequent episode he meets her in the parking lot and says, “I’m just going to say whatever pops in my head. I think you’re very pretty. I would like to take you to dinner. Boobs.” Basically. And it worked.
Oh another stupid movie- Jack.
C’mon- really Robin Williams? Did you even do a LITTLE research about what a 10 year old is like? You’re an insult to children everywhere. Too bad your ‘family’ movie is way too mature for kids to ever see and be offended by.
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