Okay, Tempest. So YOU would know the difference. I was speaking for myself. I wouldn't give a rip one way or the other. Not true, actually. I'd feel better about the person wearing the zirconia. But again, that's just me.
I'm with you, JCCalhoun. "Get over it" to me is the same as saying, "WhatEVER." Hellooooo! Not very interesting. What's interesting to me are questions like: What does it say about you if you're okay divorcing yourself from the reality that slave labor has produced the rock you think is so lovely? Or that you want your beloved to slave for two months so he can buy you as big a rock as possible?
Tell me again . . . Why should he? So that you can look sexy? Try a see-through blouse. Rich? Try zirconia. Nobody will ever know. And think of it this way, zirconias are so much cheaper than diamonds, that you'll be able to get as big a stone as you want. So much bigger than poor dear Jimmy could ever afford in a diamond.
Just think of how much more time you two lovebirds will have to spend together, now that he won't be having to get that second job to pay for food.
Since you asked, Biffa, I don't like diamonds. In fact, when I got engaged, my husband's grandmother bugged him to get me a diamond. This same vile woman bugged her son to get his fiancee (his mom) a fur coat thirty years earlier. My mother-in-law refused the fur, and I refused the diamond. I'm a very private person, and someone who spent years living on almost nothing. The people I've always liked the best are people who spend money on food, books, education, traveling, and a good mattress. People who drive fancy cars and wear rings that cost enough money to feed a family of four for a year are a complete puzzlement to me.
Add to this, I dislike men who primp, blow dry their hair, or obsessively wash their cars. Call me an old hippie, but what's up with all that? Give me a man with a clean body, gentle hands, and a quick mind, and I'm happy.
Well, here's the deal. The "chatty hormone" is oxytocin, the hormone that's released in women when they give birth, talk to girlfriends, feel romantic. Some neuropsychologists call it the "caring hormone." It apparently flows in women before they have an orgasm. It doesn't flows much in men until after they've come.
Androgens (sex hormones), on the other hand, flow in women after they've had a strong dose of oxytocin (that's why we like snuggling, kissing, etc.) Androgen flows in men before they've had an orgasm. Only afterwards do they get a surge of oxytocin. That's why they seem more vulnerable at that time (assuming they're still awake).
The theory is that if women want men to talk to them, they should go through the sex door first. And if men want women to have sex, they should try going through the talking door first.If you want to hear more of my thoughts on this, check out my Blog entry called:Musings on Sex. (But don't buy anything and please don't look around, or Nostrildamus will come after me again!) Oh, and here's a site I found with a decent explanation of how Oxytocin works.
Speaking of sex, women, and power, I'm having an argument with a male friend who believes that if women want men to talk to them, they should be willing to have sex with them first, since he claims it's sex that releases the chatty hormone in men.
If you guys liked this one, wait until you hear about the tradition of initiating Scottish kings by insisting they have sex with a white horse in the town square. I kid you not. But maybe it's not that weird. I saw similar things in the countryside while bicycling through France in the early 80's. Of course, my web designer says that this happens in Wyoming, too. (Oh, and thanks for saying thanks, you guys.)
Thanks for sticking up for me,Quidnunc. I quite like you, too. I finally figured out why I felt so picked on by everybody. Youngest child syndrome. Always got blamed for doing things I didn't do, or for things I did do, but didn't mean to, or for things I meant to do, but didn't mean to get caught at. Mr. Knickerbocker, if you're really interested in hand drumming, check out a great book on percussion by Mickey Hart called: Drumming at the Edge of Magic. Totally mesmermizing.
Thanks you guys. Now I get it. I really wasn't trying to sell you anything. I just wanted to try out my new hyper-link chops. Obviously, they sucked. Hey, NostrilMan, sorry about the abusive guru. Unlike you, when somebody bashes me upside the head, I take it as a sign to run like hell. But what do I know? I'm a simple-minded atheist with a chocolate addiction.
Yeah, yeah, it's all true, but still, didn't anyone think the site was gorgeous? I'd like someone to offer me that kind of money to create something half as cool at my site, where people go to learn how to stop yelling at each other. (Can someone talk me through the process of creating a hyperlink? Doesn't look like mine worked.) Thanks
How did you clever monkeys find me, anyway? As the self-appointed Queen of the Ouch Empire, I must tell you: I absolutely LOVED your rant about the OK.
Various family members--whose names wouldn't be that hard to find, since I have a small family--have been pressuring me to add "Drop Dead" and "Fuck You" cards ever since I designed the set. They've all either been, or currently are unhappily married and more than a bit cynical about all this healthy communication rot.
I'm right in the midst of re-thinking and re-designing my website with the help of a very clever Irish guy living in Romania, so it's the perfect time for you chimps to weigh in on what would make it more fun, more interactive and more interesting.
I do still want to promote The OuchKit. Even if I hadn't come up with the idea, I'd still want to sell it. It's pretty amazing, especially what it does for men. But I want the site to be more than a place for people to buy things. I want it to be a place for people to have fun--like you guys apparently are doing.
So, check out the site, and tell me what you'd like to see there. I'm open to suggestions for columns, questions, new card suggestions, cool flash applications (like me OuchKit E-cards), and anything else you think would make it a place you'd want to hang out in. Thanks. I love that I found you. The Ouch Queen
Okay, Tempest. So YOU would know the difference. I was speaking for myself. I wouldn't give a rip one way or the other. Not true, actually. I'd feel better about the person wearing the zirconia. But again, that's just me.
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
I'm with you, JCCalhoun. "Get over it" to me is the same as saying, "WhatEVER." Hellooooo! Not very interesting. What's interesting to me are questions like: What does it say about you if you're okay divorcing yourself from the reality that slave labor has produced the rock you think is so lovely? Or that you want your beloved to slave for two months so he can buy you as big a rock as possible? Tell me again . . . Why should he? So that you can look sexy? Try a see-through blouse. Rich? Try zirconia. Nobody will ever know. And think of it this way, zirconias are so much cheaper than diamonds, that you'll be able to get as big a stone as you want. So much bigger than poor dear Jimmy could ever afford in a diamond. Just think of how much more time you two lovebirds will have to spend together, now that he won't be having to get that second job to pay for food.
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
Since you asked, Biffa, I don't like diamonds. In fact, when I got engaged, my husband's grandmother bugged him to get me a diamond. This same vile woman bugged her son to get his fiancee (his mom) a fur coat thirty years earlier. My mother-in-law refused the fur, and I refused the diamond. I'm a very private person, and someone who spent years living on almost nothing. The people I've always liked the best are people who spend money on food, books, education, traveling, and a good mattress. People who drive fancy cars and wear rings that cost enough money to feed a family of four for a year are a complete puzzlement to me. Add to this, I dislike men who primp, blow dry their hair, or obsessively wash their cars. Call me an old hippie, but what's up with all that? Give me a man with a clean body, gentle hands, and a quick mind, and I'm happy.
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
In "Little known tidbits about French and English Kings and their wives and mistresses"
Well, here's the deal. The "chatty hormone" is oxytocin, the hormone that's released in women when they give birth, talk to girlfriends, feel romantic. Some neuropsychologists call it the "caring hormone." It apparently flows in women before they have an orgasm. It doesn't flows much in men until after they've come. Androgens (sex hormones), on the other hand, flow in women after they've had a strong dose of oxytocin (that's why we like snuggling, kissing, etc.) Androgen flows in men before they've had an orgasm. Only afterwards do they get a surge of oxytocin. That's why they seem more vulnerable at that time (assuming they're still awake). The theory is that if women want men to talk to them, they should go through the sex door first. And if men want women to have sex, they should try going through the talking door first.If you want to hear more of my thoughts on this, check out my Blog entry called:Musings on Sex. (But don't buy anything and please don't look around, or Nostrildamus will come after me again!) Oh, and here's a site I found with a decent explanation of how Oxytocin works.
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
Speaking of sex, women, and power, I'm having an argument with a male friend who believes that if women want men to talk to them, they should be willing to have sex with them first, since he claims it's sex that releases the chatty hormone in men.
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
In "A little alpha male, in-your-face, shamelessly good, toxic marketing. "
Thaz cool.
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
In "Little known tidbits about French and English Kings and their wives and mistresses"
If you guys liked this one, wait until you hear about the tradition of initiating Scottish kings by insisting they have sex with a white horse in the town square. I kid you not. But maybe it's not that weird. I saw similar things in the countryside while bicycling through France in the early 80's. Of course, my web designer says that this happens in Wyoming, too. (Oh, and thanks for saying thanks, you guys.)
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
In "A little alpha male, in-your-face, shamelessly good, toxic marketing. "
Thanks for sticking up for me,Quidnunc. I quite like you, too. I finally figured out why I felt so picked on by everybody. Youngest child syndrome. Always got blamed for doing things I didn't do, or for things I did do, but didn't mean to, or for things I meant to do, but didn't mean to get caught at. Mr. Knickerbocker, if you're really interested in hand drumming, check out a great book on percussion by Mickey Hart called: Drumming at the Edge of Magic. Totally mesmermizing.
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
Thanks you guys. Now I get it. I really wasn't trying to sell you anything. I just wanted to try out my new hyper-link chops. Obviously, they sucked. Hey, NostrilMan, sorry about the abusive guru. Unlike you, when somebody bashes me upside the head, I take it as a sign to run like hell. But what do I know? I'm a simple-minded atheist with a chocolate addiction.
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
Thank, Tracicle and Wolof. Nostrildamus, have you always so mean to new kids? Seems odd for a buddhist. . . Namaste anyway.
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
Yeah, yeah, it's all true, but still, didn't anyone think the site was gorgeous? I'd like someone to offer me that kind of money to create something half as cool atmy site, where people go to learn how to stop yelling at each other. (Can someone talk me through the process of creating a hyperlink? Doesn't look like mine worked.) Thanks
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
In "The Ouch Kit."
How did you clever monkeys find me, anyway? As the self-appointed Queen of the Ouch Empire, I must tell you: I absolutely LOVED your rant about the OK. Various family members--whose names wouldn't be that hard to find, since I have a small family--have been pressuring me to add "Drop Dead" and "Fuck You" cards ever since I designed the set. They've all either been, or currently are unhappily married and more than a bit cynical about all this healthy communication rot. I'm right in the midst of re-thinking and re-designing my website with the help of a very clever Irish guy living in Romania, so it's the perfect time for you chimps to weigh in on what would make it more fun, more interactive and more interesting. I do still want to promote The OuchKit. Even if I hadn't come up with the idea, I'd still want to sell it. It's pretty amazing, especially what it does for men. But I want the site to be more than a place for people to buy things. I want it to be a place for people to have fun--like you guys apparently are doing. So, check out the site, and tell me what you'd like to see there. I'm open to suggestions for columns, questions, new card suggestions, cool flash applications (like me OuchKit E-cards), and anything else you think would make it a place you'd want to hang out in. Thanks. I love that I found you. The Ouch Queen
posted by Ouchkit Queen 19 years ago
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