i received a few comments and emails about my post on the day i wrote about getting matched up on eharmony with a woman named hossy. "awww! ryan! don't judge her on her name! she could be a really sweet girl!" i know. a rose by any other name.
and, while i agree with the sentiment, i just can't get past it.
y'know, it's the whole "other room" theory. there are several different variations of the other room theory, but basically, it's this: when you've lost your keys, and you want to ask your lady if she knows where you might be able to find them, will the words make you cringe as they come out of your mouth?
"hossy??? have you seen my keys??? ...hoss???"
just can't do it. sounds like i'm talking to livestock.
but, it could be worse. like today. and yesterday. within the past 48 hours, i've been matched up on eharmony with women named aloha, blackqueen and Q. ...really?
"blackqueen? do you know where i put my slippers???"
"pleasure to meet you, mr. senator. this is my fiancee. her name is aloha."
"Q...? could you put a laser beam and a grappling hook into my ball point pen? thanks."
feels like eharmony is making fun of me.
the five things i fell in love with today...
1) bond. james bond.
2) my steelers took a three point halftime lead with a touchdown in the final minute of the second quarter! sweeeeeeeet!
3) julia goolia.
4) the weird thing about it was blackqueen is an asian woman.
5) desmond llewelyn
song of the day...
"on her majesty's secret service" by propellerheads
movie of the day...