Happy Valentines
by Walt br>I'd be tender, I'd be gentle
And awful sentimental
Regarding love and art
I'd be friends with the sparrows
And the boy who shoots the arrows,
If I only had a heart.
At one time or another, most adult men are accused of not having a heart.
This is the alpha male side of the male character showing through
Redeeming these alpha males into a lifetime of caring for a woman and their future together
is the topic of many a female fantasy and fictional romance.
Funny how redeeming beta males just doesn't make for the compelling romance.
Is there a story on a reverse romance here? How a woman takes a beta male who's in love with her, and she somehow converts him into an alpha male who cares nothing for anyone but himself? Hm... I suppose that's not much of a romance story now, is it? Most of the time when a beta male becomes an uncaring machine is when the woman of his life is brutally attacked. Great drama. We've seen it when the woman goes beserk, but those stories always focus on the whacko types.
In other words, falling out of love doesn't make for much of a happy story, and happy endings will sell for sometime to come.
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It's cold baby, let's snuggle!
The Northeastern US is getting a nice thick icy dose of Global Warming this Valentines Day and Northwestern Europe will be getting a nice dose of Global Storming later this week, their third spate of strong storms this year.
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You're new to the Russian Army? Let's snuggle!
The Russian military is reported to be investigating claims that army conscripts were forced to work as male prostitutes in St Petersburg.
[BBC]
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Yes, this big leather strap I'm going to hit you with means I love you!
Valentine's Day just happens to be celebrated REAL close to the old Roman festival known as Lupercalia, the festival of the wolf. Rome was founded by Romulus and some Klingon and were suckled by some she-wolf (suckling on a he-wolf will not provide the desired effect)
And on February 15, they'd be a big procession to celebrate this where two youths would get annointed in animal blood and washed with milk (I'm assuming cow's milk but who knows) and then the two youths would lead the procession through Rome and slap women with their big ... leather straps. This would cure or prevent infertility.
The holiday's name was changed to protect the pagan origins and ... and to make Hallmark happy.
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He doesn't love you like that
If you've gotten a Valentine's Day e-card, great, but be aware that if you click on the link, and it asks you to "install a new Flash player" on your browser, hesitate. It might mean you are actually being directed to somewhere else you don't want to be.
Details on the American Card Greeting Spoof Flash Virus Install
You might have to copy and paste the link into a browser instead of clicking directly, so as to see your card. When you copy and paste the link, you'll see exactly where the link goes...
Again, Flash sometimes does need to update that portion, but never update Flash from a link off of another website.
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Man loves kitties. Kitties don't return the favor
BRUSSELS, Belgium — (Feb 13) An animal lover was mauled to death by cheetahs after entering their cage at a zoo in northern Belgium, authorities and zoo officials said Monday.
They were probably pissed he wasn't bringing a pan of lasagne
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Because Heart Shaped Cookies are passe'
Your PapaJohn's Pizza is offering heart shaped pizzas today.
Call them to get a heart shaped heart attack delivered to your door.
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You can find love online
Alison picked me up in an AOL chatroom more than ten years ago.
She's regretted it ever since. Me? Not a day.
February 14th, 2007 at 11:42 am
Mika called last night and said that she had about 6 inches of snow outside and that they're snowed in. Hopefully her job let her stay home today!
And you really can find love online. Jason picked me up just a little over a year ago on MySpace... and I've regretted it ever since. Him? Not a day.
Just kiddding, I don't regret a single moment!
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY
February 27th, 2007 at 6:27 am
My wife picked me up in a local bar over 20 years ago (or I her, memory is a tad fuzzy), and yes, she has come to regret that as well. Me? Well, I’m learing to regret it these days m’self.
The Perfessor