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My Band of Ex’s and O’s

Somehow I just managed to realize that I’ve dated a lot of damn musicians.  Enough to have my own band.  So here’s who would be in my band…

Teacher.  Duh, he teaches music full-time and is a professional musician.  He plays just about every instrument, but he’s amazing on guitar.  And, he sings.

Art.  I’d put Art on keys.  He can play guitar too, but he has more of a piano kind of vibe to him.  He’s a….Cad.  Yep.  That’s the word.

Bluegrass.  Ah, shitty old Bluegrass.  Unfortunately, he’s the only banjo player I’ve dated.  Being from Alabama, it would be a sin for me not to include the banjo in my band.

Rocketman.  I can’t even be mad at Rocketman anymore.  He was a sweet guy.  He just had some major issues.  He was a bass player, like me.  He committed suicide five years ago.

Ok.  So far we have guitar, keys, banjo, and bass.

Last, but not least, is drums.  This is going to have to go to Redbeard.  As far as I can recall, he’s the only drummer I’ve dated.  He’s also a tad crazy.  Today he posted a series of FWB memes on his Facebook feed.  Here they are for your enjoyment:

This bitch be like, “he crazy and needy.”

I didn’t respond in any way.  He’s just not worth it.  I’m sorry for breaking his heart, but he’s not alone in that.  There was a line of heartbroken guys before him, and there will be more after.

Until next time…

Peace, love, & happiness.

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Drawn to the music(ian)

Steve Perry

I’ve almost dreaded writing this post in a way.  Although it’s been on my mind a lot lately, I just didn’t know what to think of it.  It seems, after much thought and consideration, that I am intrinsically drawn to musicians when it comes to dating.  What prompted me to finally post this was a friend request that I received on Facebook yesterday.  It was from Endymion.  Yes, the one and only.  Even though I haven’t seen him in a year or even spoken to him in a very long time, he evidently still remembers me.

Don’t worry.  I’m not interested in anything with him.  I’ve moved on to greener pastures.  My main point here is that after I accepted his friend request I saw that he has just graduated from a guitar building school.  That reminded me that he also is a musician.  So I started thinking back and trying to remember how many musicians I’ve dated or been out with.  Here’s my list so far.

  1. Rocker (you don’t know about him yet)
  2. O’Brother (another you don’t know about yet)
  3. Curly (and another…)
  4. Musicman
  5. Yankee Cowboy
  6. Bluegrass
  7. Bobblehead Nerd
  8. Smooth (Ok, I’ll just have to add all these guys to the book. I didn’t realize I had left out so many.)
  9. Rocketman
  10. Mountain Man
  11. Art
  12. Endymion
  13. Teacher

So, I’d have to say that for me to have never consciously made an effort to date musicians, I sure as hell do date a lot of them.  The more I think about it, the more I remember.  Luckily, after Googling “attracted to musicians“, I found out that I’m not the only woman afflicted with this problem.  Research even shows that women really are more attracted to musicians.  I really like this article that lists the “Top 5 Reasons Why You’re Attracted to Guys (and Gals) in Bands.”  It all makes sense to me now and I know that I’m not some kind of groupie freak who unknowingly seeks out musicians to date.  Whew, what a relief.

Mmm...sexy.

Mmm…sexy.

After all this thinking back and remembering and researching, I’ve come to the conclusion that even though I never thought I had a “type” physically, I definitely have a “type” musically.  So I guess it’s a good thing that Teacher is such an awesome musician, because evidently that just makes me want him even more, without even realizing it.

Also, I couldn’t end this post without reiterating my love of Willie Nelson, who as you all know, is an awesome musician.  Could this have contributed to my love of musicians?  Maybe.  If so, then they all owe Willie a debt of gratitude.  😉

Happy humping & play on!

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35 Reasons you might be rejected by the Preacher’s Daughters

These are all based on real men whom Fallen Angel and I have either:  gone out on at least one date with, talked to, or have been contacted by on dating websites.  A couple of these I actually married, but later divorced.  This is only the tip of the iceberg though.  My sister and I were able to rattle off this list in about fifteen minutes.  As we listed them I typed it into my phone.  I plan on adding more to it as time goes on, and as the memories return to us.

  1. Pretty but dumb as a box of rocks
  2. No ambition
  3. Poor
  4. Player
  5. Acts like a twelve-year-old
  6. Ball-less
  7. Doesn’t own a car and lives outside of a major city
  8. Sends four texts for every one you send
  9. Admits on his profile to being molested, and outs his sister as also being molested as a child
  10. Secretly gay
  11. Raised by the mafia
  12. Con artist
  13. You ask for a hammer and he hangs up on you
  14. Not mechanically inclined
  15. Atheist
  16. Too religious
  17. Just got out of prison
  18. Crazy baby mama
  19. Crazy ex-wife/girlfriend
  20. Has too many kids by too many women
  21. Has too many kids
  22. Gets high too much
  23. Too much facial hair
  24. Needs more facial hair
  25. Doesn’t shower on a daily basis
  26. Spends four nights a week playing pool at bars, yet doesn’t drink or gamble
  27. Lives with parents/family
  28. Talks too much
  29. Excessive drinking
  30. Superhero syndrome
  31. Posts on profile that he’s “in a relationship”
  32. Has his girlfriend/wife message you on the dating site requesting “group fun”
  33. Extreme mood swings
  34. Unacceptable in bed (dick too big, too small, too kinky, not kinky enough, selfish, or just sucks in bed)
  35. Pedophile

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If you would like to know more about any particular one, or if you agree with Fallen Angel that we should add the full stories and turn it into a book, please leave us a comment below. 🙂  I’m trying to lure her into the world of blogging, so any help would be much appreciated.

Happy humping!

Love & Sex Q&A #11

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Have you ever felt that your involvement with your partner was more hard work than fun?  If so, do you feel this is to be expected or is a sign that something basic is wrong?

This is an appropriate question for me now.  Since I’ve been obsessing over Art so much lately, and it unfortunately reminds me of how I was with Manwhore in the beginning, this is something I really needed to explore.  I also haven’t answered any of these questions in a while and didn’t want you to think I had abandoned my little pink book. 🙂

I do sometimes feel that the relationships that I’m in or have been in are entirely too much work and not worth the effort.  I always wonder whether it’s a sign that the feelings I have for a person are not shared.  I wrote once about being the moth or the flame.  I still believe that that’s a great way of looking at it because if only one person in a relationship is the moth, then it’s probably not going to work out.  Unless both people are both the moth and the flame, meaning both are attracted to one another and both are drawing the other in, it’s just not going to last.

In all honesty though, that’s very difficult to find, or at least for me it has been.  Either men are really attracted to me, but I’m not that attracted to them, or vice versa.  It’s enough to drive a girl crazy sometimes.

My relationship with Art is still new and in the infant stage.  I am definitely the moth.  I know that much for sure.  It’s not that I am not physically attracted to a lot of men, because I am.  However, I am rarely attracted to a man to this degree not only physically, but mentally, emotionally, and creatively.

When I was with LL Cool Bean, I liked him because he was so nice and down to earth, but I just couldn’t reach that level of physical attraction that I need.  I also had a problem dealing with his immaturity, and because of that I had a hard time opening up to him emotionally.  I had the same problem with my ex-husband, the Ox.  He was intelligent and a good person, but it was like we were on different levels mentally.  The same can also be said for Bobblehead Nerd and Skaterboi.

On the other hand I have been with some guys who I found very attractive, but were either assholes, drunks or idiots such as BSL, EB, and Yankee Cowboy to list just a few.  In fact, after I broke with Yankee Cowboy and moved back down South I swore that I would never go out with a “pretty boy” again.  They were just too much trouble and upkeep.  I decided that average looking guys were what I needed.  I was wrong.

I know I tend to be shallow when it comes to what I find physically attractive, but I also try to look past the physical and see a person for who they are.  Unfortunately, that isn’t always enough.  It needs to be a package deal.  Art is the package deal.  I know that’s a bold statement to make so soon, but it’s obvious not only to me but to everyone around me.  Now if I can just figure out if I’m not just his moth, but also his flame.

I did decide to go with him to visit his kids this weekend.  If I can’t figure all this out by the end of our weekend together, then I really do have some serious issues going on.  LOL  Wish me luck!

Happy humping!

Gone Fishing

As you know from my earlier posts (Plenty of fish…not in this sea, I caught a big fat liar, and I guess I’m not the only one with a bad memory. Or am I?) I got back on Plenty of Fish and have some interesting results thus far.  I wanted to update you on some of them and also let you know about my latest catches.

My sis still hasn’t heard from the guy that she went out with and who showed up as being interested in me.  He still hasn’t messaged me and I haven’t contacted him either.  I just don’t even have the energy to mess with him as sis and I had discussed.  He still shows up in my list, so we know he’s alive.  We just don’t know why he stopped all communication with her after having a seemingly good time that night.

I haven’t heard from EB.  Maybe he’s either reading my blog again, or he’s met someone else.  One can only hope & pray, right?

Bluegrass has continued to send me instant messages and drop hints about meeting again.  I continue to try and ignore him.

K9 hasn’t messaged me anymore.  After he realized who I was and I sent him a message asking how he had been he stopped communication.  Oh, well.  It’s probably for the best.  I took a second look at his pictures and he looks eerily similar to Manwhore.  That realization sort of freaked me out.

I woke up Sunday morning to an email saying that someone wanted to meet me.  The person’s username had the same first name in it as Cheater’s real first name.  I thought, “Yippee! I was right. He’s back on the prowl again. Time for some payback.”  So I quickly went to my computer to look at the new profile.  It wasn’t him.  It was just another disappointing redneck with the same odd first name.

After my profile redo I thought it would ward off many of the duds, but that didn’t seem to work.  It seemed that many men didn’t even bother reading my profile.  I even had one guy who did read it send me and instant message asking what I meant when I said that I wanted a guy who isn’t racist.  (I already had that as part of my profile because I wanted to weed out the ignorant racists that seem to be so abundant in these here parts.)  I explained that I meant just what I said.  I didn’t want to date a racist.  He then said that he was pro-white and pro-European.  Now coming from a guy who lives in a small Southern town this sort of surprised me.  I could understand the pro-white part, but the pro-European part confused me a little.  Does he even know what European is or even where Europe is?  Well, after he said that I just closed the chat window and went on my merry way.  I don’t have time to chat with a Hitler wanna-be.

Skaterboi sent me a text Friday night asking if I wanted to meet him at the bar where we first met.  I thought he was joking.  First of all, the bar was three hours away.  Second, was he really expecting me to say that I would drive all that way at the drop of a hat to see him?  Come on.  Who does he think he is?  Manwhore?  LOL

So I thought that things had calmed down a little, but not yet.  Things just keep getting weirder.

I had found a guy on POF who I found attractive and interesting and he only lives about twenty minutes from me.  He’s also the same age as me.  Sounds good so far right?  I added him to my favorites Saturday and then Sunday I got a message from him.  He said that I seemed “very unique.”  (LOL  If he only knew.)  I replied and since he had provided me with his first name, I signed my real first name at the bottom of my message.  You have to understand that my real first name is rather unique and 0.008% of females in the US have the same first name as I do.  So given that information, here’s what happened.

I woke up this morning to a new message alert.  It was from CBR (so named for the captive ball ring in his eyebrow).  His message said, “one of my friends from childhood in Alabama is named [PD] lol!”  Right away I started trying to remember if I went to grade school with anyone with his name.  I couldn’t think of anyone, and he said he was friends with her, so I should remember if we were friends, right?  No, because my memory sucks.  I can’t even remember some of the guys I’ve been with, let alone a kid who I may or may not have known twenty-five years ago.

To find out for sure I had to tell him that I too was from Alabama and I asked him where in Bama he was from.  Thank God he didn’t make me wait all day to find out.  He replied within the hour and told me what town he was from.  It wasn’t the same town that I grew up in.  Whew!  Now that that’s out of the way maybe we can get to know each other and see what happens.

It’s been a quiet day at the pond today.  Not a lot of fish biting right now, but just like in the real world, these fish mostly bite at dawn or dusk.

Happy humping!