Posts tagged with "attractiveness"

Table Tennis Dorks

Aaron has his thing for the snow­board­ing girls, the ones with the pig­tails on the moun­tain who sup­port the Canadian gear com­pa­nies like West 49, Nick has his for long­board­ing girls, Jeff for the hock­ey girls, and Trolley for the…girls. I think the whole idea is hilar­i­ous, and chuck­le to myself when I read about peo­ple like Alexandra Kosteniuk, the attrac­tive Russian girl who became Grandmaster at the age of 13, in the papers. I always imag­ine chess dorks swoon­ing over some spec­tac­u­lar move she makes that’s beyond my com­pre­hen­sion.

Then I saw Biba Golic face some­one in the 2003 Killerspin com­pe­ti­tion, and real­ized that I’m just a table ten­nis dork. It’s not so much the fact that she’s a pro­fes­sion­al table ten­nis play­er, but the fact that she plays aggres­sive­ly, almost uncon­ser­v­a­tive­ly. It’s like Jonathan and his thing for drum­mer girls who play with an aggro-ape stance, instead of the dain­ty, elbows-raised pos­ture that so many female drum­mers seem to have. There’s some­thing about a girl who plays like a guy, whether it’s table ten­nis, drums, or even games. This is going on the updat­ed list soon.

Table ten­nis dorks. I won­der if I’m the first.

The Way Harder Means Brittler, Not Stronger

I think that most guys around this time of year pull a Pablo Francisco in New York, in this area at least, when the weath­er real­ly starts to go up and a lot of girls are anx­ious to show off their new sum­mer clothes. I sup­pose that I can admit to doing the same thing at some point, but I’ve sort of lost the feel­ing, so they say.

So many are in hal­ter tops and capris (ugh, capris), or oth­er skimpy, tight clothes, and it all just seems so bor­ing now. I might get dis­tract­ed if a girl dress­es with some more fuck­ing per­son­al­i­ty instead of dress­ing to show skin, but over­all hiz­zot­ness just does­n’t do it for me any­more. There’s got­ta be a lit­tle more, a lit­tle some­thing extra to real­ly keep my atten­tion.

Hopefully, that means I’m grow­ing up, not get­ting more super­fi­cial.

The Deadliest Combo

So Tristan final­ly updat­ed their site for the spring 2004 col­lec­tion. There’s some­thing about a girl in a dress shirt and a blaz­er. And if there’s no dress shirt involved, well…that’s even bet­ter.

I won­der if any­one else melts just look­ing at her. It’s prob­a­bly just me. I can’t be blamed though. The red­head-blaz­er com­bo is dead­ly.

Mother I'd Like To Fool Around With

It seems like I’m run­ning into more and more attrac­tive, old­er women late­ly. By old­er, I mean old­er. Like Julianne Moore or Jodie Foster around-40-but-still-attrac­tive old­er.

I try to explain this to Trolley, and he gives me the squint­ed eyes look, as if he’s think­ing, “Forty? Did he just say forty? Maybe he meant four­teen. But that’s even worse! Where’s my beer?”

I think it just comes from the fact that these women are still phys­i­cal­ly attrac­tive at a stage in their lives that’s gen­er­al­ly not asso­ci­at­ed with that sort of thing. I can appre­ci­ate the fact that they keep in shape at their age, even after they’ve had kids. I sup­pose that it’s a bit of a cor­re­la­tion, that they’re will­ing to work on such things for their hus­bands, and that’s what stands out to me. Maybe I’m just sick of the girls I meet that are my age.