This post was inspired by hearing this song today:
I got into this song way back when, on my second deployment. A friend (Dave Clark [no really, that’s his name], a big burly guy) played it for me when we were on deployment, and I liked it back then. Nice harmonies, didn’t think too much about the lyrics. Later, I read an interview with Roland Orzabal (TFF curly-haired guy) said the song was about freeing the woman inside of men, that they keep trapped. OK. Yeah, after listening to the lyrics that makes sense. Hearing it again today, it made me think of the things I do on at least a fairly regular basis that could be considered feminine. I came up with a few things…
Sitting down to pee. OK, not every time, but sometimes. At night when I wake up, so I don’t have to turn on the light. When I’m in the middle of reading something or playing angry birds on my phone and don’t want to stop for those incredibly important two minutes it would take to complete the action. When I’m lazy. And occasionally, just for the heck of it. I know I’m not alone.
Looking at this picture of Paul Newman:
Not in a gay “I would want Paul Newman to have sex with me if he was still alive” way but more of a “god damn, I have to admit that’s a good-looking dude and I wish I looked like him (without putting any effort into making myself look like him)” kind of way. There is a difference, people.
Have my place smell sorta girly. That’s a better choice than any of the alternatives, until they make a room scent that smells like WD-40. Man, if they made that into a cologne…
Get the occasional finger u…OK, never mind. I’ll leave that one to your imagination.
Drive horribly. Ha ha, stereotypes! I’m kidding. Men drive just as bad as do women.
Buy shoes/clothes. Let me go count…ten pair of shoes, not counting my Homer Simpson slippers or flip-flops. True, four of them are for work (one of which is about to be tossed) but that still leaves six pair. True, about 80% of my clothes collection is t-shirts, but I still enjoy buying them.
That’s all I can come up with for now. I’m actually pretty manly. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna lie down on my couch once I take off all the decorative pillows…