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metro-rant
2003-09-24 - 1:52 p.m.

They should warn someone before they put the icky Fat Free Ranch dressing on the theme cuisine salads. Bleh... I feel the need for some Reese's to battle the taste. As Ted said on Queer Eye for the Straight Guy last night, "Fat free Cheese is the polyester of the culinary world and does not belong in your kitchen." Same goes for fat free creamy dressings. I'd much prefer to go light on good dressings than drown in horrible ones. Pah-tooie..

Speaking of QE4SG, Kenny bombarded me with links on ESPN about the Metrosexual movement, for lack of a better term.

• First is a Quiz to determine if you are or are not a metrosexual. I think it is quite flawed, but fairly amusing just the same.
• Next is an article by a Stacey Pressman condemning the metrosexual. Her title is Nothing sexy about metrosexuals. I beg to differ.
• Then was a comparison of two of the ESPN Radio personalities, Mike and Mike.
• And finially A metrosexual strikes back

My stance? I'd rather have a quasi-metrosexual, please? $40 or under for a haircut is fine. $180 is too much for man or woman. But nice shampoo is a perk, not every man has to use Pert Plus or the cheapest you can find. Pantene seems to be great for guy hair too. Eyebrows don't need to be perfectly shaped, but a bit more separation in the middle is never a bad thing. A man can have nice clothes without having to shop at Prada. Why does this world have to be of such extremes?

It has only been lately that guys have truly sunk into hygene hell and become perfect slobs. In the 50's, practically every man would have been deemed a metrosexual without the need for a metropolis. We survived the 80's of men in suits with only a scance glance at the make-up and hair products of the glam rockers. A man does not have to be unshaven and in a manky football jersy on the couch with the remote to be masculine. Hell, I can do that, but no one wants to see it. Lighten up those who think masculinity is determined by your "musky" smell, and change your damn briefs. Actually, just toss that pair out and buy new ones, okay? You don't have to have perfect hair and highlights, but cut off the damn mullet, will ya?

And why does Stacey Pressman think that it is a woman's perrogative to clean up her man. A guy can look at the 10 year old pair of briefs with holes the size of Mickey Mouse's ears in them and say, "Wow, these are past their prime, Hello Mr. Trashcan." Why does the wife have to dress her husband, weed out his old clothes, make sure he has shampoo and toothpaste? For the love of pete, take some personal responsibility guys, and women, let them.

sigh.

This isn't the only reason I love my Alan, but it certainly helps. :)

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And now for some random phrases thanks to the magnetic Happiness poetry in my cube:

New Leaf

Shooting Stars

Puppies for Pizza

Happiness is Jeans

Some Old Letters

Never Trust Children

:)

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