Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Friday, April 11, 2008


Hey there.

I've decided to start looking for a bike. Last summer I saw a guy riding a portable bike and I thought it was one of the coolest things I've ever seen. I guess the big question is, How to start? How to know where to look? The research begins!


(That bike right there is English.)

If I have my druthers this summer - and why can't this be the summer of my druthers? - I hope to do some hiking and, hopefully, some biking, too. (I've got a little more cardio to do before I'm in bike-riding condition...) The thing is I always fall in love with my bikes. Every day from the time I could ride, at about age six until my twenties, I rode constantly.

Ah, I can't wait!

Enjoy the sporadicly warm weather.

x.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Of Love and Literature

Hey there.

The New York Times has a funny essay on romances and reading - that is, how what we read sometimes affects our romances. Though it amuses me that people have broken up over literary tastes, it doesn't surprise me. I once read of a woman who broke up with a guy because he didn't like Pearl Jam. And people wonder about our high divorce rates...

Most of the guys who would interest me, I'd bet $1000, are Sci-Fi readers or of some related ilk. I hardly ever crack open a sci-fi/fantasy book, ever. But this difference doesn't send me running for the hills. In fact, I think it broadens my horizons. One friend, for example, had a love of comic books - the old school Spidey, Batman et al books. While I'm a long way off from becoming a fan of any superhero, I did gain a huge amount of respect for graphic novels and zines.

I think the only kind of reading that would turn me off would be someone who hasn't read anything or who has an active dislike of reading. Then again, I like geeky and nerdy boys, so there ya go.

People in our society, I believe, are often too quick to dismiss a mate, a love, even a friend, because the tastes don't line up as exactly and as frequently as the planets align themselves. Newsflash: People like different things. And thank goodness, too. I mean, it's wonderful to find the similarities with someone, especially in the early stages of a relationship, but it's the differences that make the other person unique and isn't that what drew you to him or her in the first place?

x.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Beyond the Relationship Event Horizon

Ah, love! Let us be true to one another!

OK, here's the question of the day: at what point does the person that one is seeing or, as the kids like to say, "talking to", become More, become somewhat Official? To put it plainly, I guess it would be just asking, "Is this person my boyfriend?" Some would say, Ah, just ask the other person. C'mon. Aren't you, after all, seeing this person?

Well, yes. But this is a murky area and I don't want to jinx it. (Yes, I said jinx. Some things just shouldn't be messed with even if the approach of superstition is irrational.)

Someone once said - it might've been Socrates but I think it was Steve Winwood - "Just roll with it, baby..." Wise words.

Time, I believe, time. In the meantime, I guess I'll continue to find my way in the dark. Just don't rearrange the furniture.

x.