from me to you...

A few of things I learned tonight.
1. Once is a lovely movie. I paid $4.99 for in on Pay Per View or whatever and it was worth every penny. I cried twice and "Guy" reminds me of my Uncle Bill. You should see it and call me so we can discuss and listen to the soundtrack and talk about our hopes and dreams.
2. As I told KG when she was picking out her wedding dress, "You never know how you really look until you see a picture." This theory has proved itself ONCE again. I just spent the past half hour taking pictures of myself in the mirror in three different outfits. Retarded? Perhaps. But whoever the asshole was who let me go out in that red cardigan/black skirt combo has some explaining to do. Folks, just because it feels cute doesn't mean it is cute.
3. I had a long overdue conversation the other day with an old and very good friend. He delighted in the fact that he'd just found a treasured list in which he listed all of the "women" he'd slept with and put them into categories. Race, breast-size, sexual ability, one-night-stand, repeat, older, younger, cool or not, etc.
I know. Classy.
This old friend...well, was once significantly more than a friend. So like a retard, I asked in which categories I ended up.
Gals, never ask.
Among 6 other things, I was one of the exclusive 16% deemed 'cool.' When I inquired as to what that meant, he responded, "I would be willing to hang out sans sex." Well, shit. That's beautiful. I was also listed under 'repeat' and 'caucasian.' While horrified, I realized something. He keeps a chart of the all women he's screwed. And I kept the Jack of Spades vehicle redemption card the valet gave us the first night we hooked up, lo together many years ago.
"Oh god." He responded, when I pointed this out. "You're such a chick."
Be that as it may, I'm glad I'm not an asshole who makes charts...