So, I checked out What Would Tyler Durden Do this morning and stumbled across this post about some random interview Kendra Wilkinson gave (she is some Playboy chick that was on a reality show about Playboy chicks). Anyway, that it was about her is not the point.
The question of how long one should wait to have sex with someone was asked of her and her response was (after the jump!):
so, i’m writing this post re: JB’s last post. i USED to love Jake Gyllenhaal. goddamn it.
i’ll admit that given my personality, my interests and my communication style, the kind of guys i’m into usually surprises people. the first qualities i look for in a guy that may interest me are intelligent, clever, humble (but still confident), and a chin. (seriously, am i right? how many otherwise totally acceptable guys are lacking one chin and carrying a pair of man boobs??) i also like tattoos. bad shoes are a big turn-off. (more…)
i usually find Wanda Sykes shrill, cliche, contrived and overall unimpressive. but for 15 brief minutes on friday night, i fucking loved her.
her jokes about McCain, Limbaugh, Cheney and Hannity were great. salty, straightforward, funny and totally deserved.
my favorite was the one about Hannity:
“talking about he can take a waterboarding. please. yeah, ok, you might get waterboarded by someone you know and trust. but let somebody from Pakistan waterboard him. or Keith Olbermann. let Keith Olbermann waterboard him. he can’t take a waterboarding. i can break Sean Hannity just by giving him a middle seat in coach.”
i can’t stand this guy. between the hypocrisy and blatant disregard of facts, he’s at least as bad as O’Reilly. gech. but Sykes also got a good one in on Sarah Palin:
“Governor Palin, she’s not here tonight. She pulled out at the last minute. Sombody should tell her, that’s not how you really practice abstinence.”
awesome.
but, back to Wanda Sykes. choosing her seemed incredibly random, but it turned out pretty well. so kudos to her, but don’t waste your time watching any of her other work.
So, Wednesday night I went to dinner with a friend of mine. This girl used to be roommates with me and .m. in college. She is pretty much the antithesis of Pinky Links philosophy (anti-feminist, not interested in politics or current events, nestles comfortably in the patriarchy surrounding her, etc). We call her “Charlotte” from Sex and the City. She lives in a parallel 1950′s universe at all times. (Now that you have some background, I will move on.) (more…)
So, last night I went out for drinks with some friends. This wasted lame dude was hitting on me (I was the sacrificial goat…so that everyone else could get free shots… “Z, just go over there and be nice to him…say we need some shots”). This exchange got me thinking about some things….