Wednesday, November 03, 2004

Born slippy..

Actually this title has absolutely nothing to do with this post, except for the fact that I'm listening to the song "Born Slippy" by Underworld. If you have seen Trainspotting, this is the song playing when Renton walks over the bridge at the end of the movie.

Through much prodding, cajoling, and threats to my well being, I am going to write a little ditty about my ideal mate. To be honest, I find this whole thing kind of trivial because I don't think there is such a thing as the ideal mate. I'm not even going to discuss soul-mates because if that's true, then I'm so SCREWED (and I don't mean in a good way). I guess I kind of go with the theory you meet someone, get to know them, and if it sparks up, then giddy up. Of course that theory might just explain why I'm single, so I don't endorse it at any level. So let's get some definitions out of the way. If by ideal you mean some qualities or attributes that I would want in perfect world then I guess I can say something. If by ideal, you mean something that no one person can even hope to achieve, then this post will be very, very short.

So I shall go with first definition. A little background will be helpful on this issue. I have dated a pretty disparate group of women. Absolutely, none of them look the same and many of their personalities are quite different. If I had to find a common theme between all of them, it would be intellgence and the rare ability to put up with my sense of humor. Since this blog is all about honesty, I probably have to mention what attracted them to me as a man. We all know that men are visual creatures (stupid, simple-minded beasts would be another term) and I'm certainly no different. There is one thing that a girl has to have in my world is a nice set of ... errrrrrrr... well for now this is a PG-rated blog. Let's just say I'm not an ass-man nor am I legs man. That and a pretty face. Not a glamour model face, just a pretty face. She has to have a nice smile, since I can't smile. Really I can't smile, I either grin or have this straight lipped smile. It's actually kind of funny how lame it is. One of these days I will post a picture of me and my lame ass smile. I like a woman who can wear a baseball cap one minute and toss on a ballroom gown the next.

I should also admit that most of the girls I have dated started out as friends and most of them asked me out. (My inherent inability to see a girl hitting on me is a long story, probably best suited for a GCOL post). Only one past girlfriend has the rare combo of me hitting on her and us not being friends beforehand. That was probably the most intense relationship I have ever had , but probably the one that has caused me the most sleepless nights. Let's just say infidelity and seeing someone everyday after a break up is not conducive to a clean break. So that being said, lets delve into those attributes.

Since we all get ugly as we grow old, it has always been my belief that personalities and trust are the cornerstones of a relationship. So if there is some initial spark, and the sex is good then you gotta have something else. I guess this is where my ideal attributes (though I use this term very loosely) come into play. As I mentioned, intelligence is a key. I'm a reasonably intelligent guy, though every day I find how little I freakin' know. So I guess a by-product of intelligence is the willingness to learn something new. In 2003, I helped my parents remodel their kitchen and we needed to rewire the kitchen. So I sat down, read a book and rewired the kitchen. Installed new switches, new plugs and new lights. It looks pretty awesome. So a willingness to learn about new things outside of their normal range. If the woman is smarter than I am, I don't even have a problem with that. Two funny stories here. First, I used to swim in high school and well I swam to play water polo. In water polo it's good to be big and strong, but for swimming not so good. I used to have 12 year-old girls swim right by me. It was quite the shock. I learned pretty quick to get over it. Second, I got to law school and every girl I met was probably smarter than I was (Lauren and Karen, love ya gals!!!) . So I don't need to be the best or the smartest.

A second quality is a good sense of humor. Some might even say a warped sense of humor. I've seen a lot of weird things over the years, and I usually have some pretty obnoxious takes about them. If you can't handle diving into the gutter (and just as important if you don't get it) then you should probably just pass me by. I want a woman who can take getting razzed, and then dish it out twofold with things that would make a hardened submariner cry.

A woman who realizes a relationship is not 50-50. Some of you are thinking... there he is showing his true colors. He expects a woman to carry the majority of the load. My question to you, is how many women do you know 24-32 that can really cook? I've dated absolutely no women who can cook. Its my belief that more men cook now than women. That's fine with me I LOVE to cook. Frankly, I'm pretty freakin' good at it too. So other than proving how cool I am (I'm not), I'm trying to show that traditional roles have changed. More importantly, a relationship is never truly 50-50. It's more like 20-80, 30-70 depending on who is having a good week. Some weeks you are flying high and your partner isn't. Those are the weeks you need to suck it up and be more supportive and do some more things around the house.

She has to have passion... not only for me but for other things. It's even better if she has a passion for interests that we don't share. If her passion is creating shrub sculptures, then more power to her. It's not my cup of tea but if she wants to do it then I will support it. If she wants to have her own friend that do sculpt shrubs, super. It's ok to spend time apart.

The ability to say what she feels (aka honesty). This is a big one and probably relates heavily to my post on trust (GCOL #1). I want her to trust me enough to say, hey you're being a jack ass etc... Call me on my BS and my mood swings. This also plays into my feeling of no games. Nothing is more of a turn off than games. This is a really big factor in the dating period, because nothing is worse than not knowing where you stand. If you don't like me enough to date just say so, and let's not go through this game of figuring everything out. If I'm not "that' guy say so. Don't cheat on me to prove you don't like me, just break up with me. It's that simple.

I have to admit as I re-read what I have written it sounds so SELF-SERVING. Am I this picky about any one attribute other than trust, I don't think I am. Ultimately, I just want someone who cares as much as about me as I care about them. All the rest, is kind of secondary. We are going to have some good times and bad times. If we have a high level of trust, and know how much we care about one another, then it is easy to figure out the tough times. Written on paper, it seems pretty easy. When I figure it out or find that person, I'll let you know.

4 Comments:

Blogger Scott said...

That wasn't whining bro just merely self serving. It' done now and I guess for a purely academic exercise it was pretty enlightening.

I know I have a nice ass, like I need you tell me (hahaha.. ok so a bad take on the Pulp Fiction .. Jules I know how good my coffee is.. I buy it).

3:07 PM  
Blogger Moron Goddess said...

Okay, after some healthy prodding, I am gettin' in on the dialogue...

First and foremost, I'm glad you mentioned the fun bags. I just had to get that in there somehow.

I find it interesting that you say you don't have to be the best and the brightest in the relationship. I don't know why. I guess I just kind of pegged you as the take-charge-look-to-me kinda guy that you appear to be.

I like that you were more specific in your post than Drake. A nice smile, great fun bags (I slipped it in again!), versatile, realizes a relationship is not 50-50, warped sense of humor. All good concrete things to which I can associate.

I find it interesting that neither you nor Drake listed any real "looks" qualifications in your posts. It reminds me of a quote:

Claire, you wanna see a picture of a guy with elephantitis of the nuts? It's pretty tasty.
Oh Claire, would you ever consider dating a guy who looked like this? I mean even if he had a nice personality and a cool car... although you'd probably have to ride in the backseat because his nuts would ride shotgun.

What if you've already dismissed a perfectly good woman (or ten or twenty) because of her looks? I guess you could reason yourselfin circles about that one: well, if I wasn't attracted to her to begin with, how could she be ideal? But then if I never got to know her, how would I know that for sure?

And the female psyche continues to go round and round...

5:56 PM  
Blogger Moron Goddess said...

Oh yeah, and you do have a nice ass. Thanks to Jimmy for teaching me how to properly cup a man's ass... who's next in line?

6:06 PM  
Blogger Scott said...

I will be the first to admit that I have a looks rule if you will. I want a girl that has a pretty smile, pretty face and nice cans (all of which I said in the post). Of course I give a quick once over the rest of her looks. I mean WE all do that. That is what sparks the first reason to go talk to someone, the physical attraction.

You have to have that physical attraction at some level or why would you ever want to sleep with person. Let's not kid ourselves here people, sex is a very important thing for a relationship to have. So yes there were girls that liked me, but I didn't give them a second look because they lacked some physical quality.

After time though, there are more important things than looks and that is the gist of my post. But we all start with some carnal passion.

6:10 PM  

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