There are several people…many of them women…in this thread with whom I would love to hang out for a drink or two…and I’m talkin’ Budweiser, baybee, because I am hopelessly plebian.
However, I have a feeling that by the high standards of the folks in here, I would be dismissed as a flake because…I’m a housewife. I never progressed beyond Algebra in math (I just don’t get it. I try, I WISH I got it, I’d love to get into physics, but my brain refuses), I dropped out of college, I’ve been married since I was 22 and I have three kids.
I have almost no friends - PERIOD - where I live, because it’s not like I can put out a personal ad:
Housewife, 30, ISO same-ish. Must despise the fashion elite. Must own a large dictionary AND a thesaurus. Must not gush over actors. Must not be racist or homophobic. Occasional recreational drug use ok.
Must not assume that housewife + non-college-graduate = stupid and/or useless. Must be able to stop in the middle of a discussion about the theory of Man as an experiment in free will, scream, “Stop pushing your sister or yer gonna GET IT, boy,” and return as though uninterrupted. Must have the ability to get through both “Buzz Lightyear: Space Ranger” AND “Pi” and enjoy both (for admittedly different reasons).
Must be willing to have hair-coloring parties as long as a good game of Starcraft follows. Must know that Cuervo 1800 is infinitely superior to Joe-Bob’s Generic Tequila. Must understand that there is a hell of a lot more to the Internet than AOL. Must not flinch at really really really bad puns and jokes, most of them sexual in nature. Must know that if a kid is screaming, you give 'em a few seconds to stop before assuming an emergency.
Okay, so assuming that I could afford a personal ad like that, I know that no one in THIS town would answer it except for an undercover DEA agent who focused on “Occasional recreational drug use ok,” and wanted to find out who my dealer is, because that’s the kind of town this is.
I don’t think women are inherently more interesting than men, or vice-versa. Every experience we have in our lives builds on who we become. If you see a housewife dragging her three kids around the mall, you don’t know that she’s not thinking, “Must get the hellions home so I can fix my web page and BOY, I hope my Piaget showed up today and shit, what am I going to make for dinner? Do we have any ground beef? That reminds me, meant to pick up “Evil Dead” before I go home,” [aloud]: “Give some of that to your sister! I don’t care who had it first, I will have HARMONY!”
Yeah, there are a lot of ditherheads out there, male AND female.
I’ve lost my point. Here’s hoping I got any of it across, my boring, housewife who works part-time in a craft store and has three kids self.
Oh, and Leonardo diCaprio is crap, but I’d tackle Angelina Jolie in a heartbeat.
And all of the following, in my not-particularly-vital opinion, kick serious bootay (note: exclusion from this list does not imply lack of inclusion on my ‘cool people’ list, as though THAT was an honor): jarbabyj, Tequila Mockingbird and Arden Ranger rock da house, yo.