What? No mangy dear heads? No flaky largemouth bass? No one-horned moose?
That’s guy decoratin’.
Oh, yeah. A tasteful tapestry, maybe. One with dogs and poker chips.
I can sympathize with the Mister. I think you just have to crack down on him. My ex-girlfriend made me hold up my right hand every day for a month and solemnly swear:
"1. I will not paint when she is not there to supervise.
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I will not drink whiskey before or while painting.
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I have no ability as an abstract artist and the bathroom door looks as if I had seizure, not like a Jackson Pollock."
But in my guy revenge, it took me 8 months to repaint the door.
Whistlepig
NO! NO! He may go out and buy those ceramic beer stiens with those ugly faces molded on them and line them up all along the wall.:eek:
Plus a few fake keg fronts.:eek:
And a ceramic Beethoven head!
Hmmm, must be a woman thing. I didn’t have anything hanging on my walls when I first moved into my apartment and why would I: walls are there to hold up the roof not ‘make statements’. However, every time my female friends would come over they’d complain about how sterile the place looked even though it looked just fine to me. After a few months of this, I finally gave in, bought some cool looking Hubble space-shot prints (plus some other nature stuff), framed them and hung them up. Guess what the first words out of their mouths were when they came by after my stab at interior decorating? “Why’d you hang those THERE?” Then they re-arranged everything and I can’t honestly see the difference between how I had it and how they did it. Well, ok there were a few crooked ones but sticking certain prints in one area to ‘tie the room together’ (eh? where’s the freakin string?!) just didn’t make a lick of sense to me. Then they left with that smug look that women always get after they’ve done some interior decorating. And then I realized that I’d just let someone else decorate my apartment (how the hell did that happen?!) so I went and got a beer. Women… 
Of course I left the pictures alone: hell, I guess they look better where they are. Or something…
So do I. Well, depending on your definition of “sober.” One time I stayed up until 3 PM (yes, PM, the following day) and redecorated my entire bedroom and living room. I was in perpetual motion until I collapsed.
Wabbit, I’ve been in my place for a year and have hung a total of 1 pictures. I get the same complaints from women when they visit. I’ve been meaning just to give my g/f some cash to just go find something that’s to her liking…
Heh–that’s the thing to do MachV. That way you don’t waste time putting stuff up that doesn’t meet her standards.