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How Safe is Too Safe? Or, Lance Blows Up Brazen Careerist

So, Lance blew up the comments in the “Ask Penelope Trunk!” chatter section – check it out on Brazen Careerist, and then sign up if you didn’t after reading his review of the updated site.

Similar to dadshouse’s entry on how a woman he met online didn’t want to meet up for a hike on a first date, Lance’s date refused to come over and let him cook dinner for her at his house.  Like DM, Lance is frustrated by the fact that women feel unsafe in their initial encounters, largely because it either leads to “sipping Bud Lights while we stare at each other across tabletops and play word games and play dress up” (Lance) or “coffee dates, those fact-finding information exchanges that modern singles embrace as necessities like college-bound kids taking the SAT” (DM).

Where do you, the readers, draw the line? Continued

Away We Go

This has been a strange week.  Per our recent agreement, the BF slept in the spare bedroom on two nights because he’d taken the “good” sleeping pills and didn’t want to reduce me to a hysterical, sleepless mess like he has in the past with his insane excessive snoring.  So I feel like I am missing my snuggles!  Fortunately, the BF is going to come home early tonight (which means before 8 p.m.) and cook me fish on the grill.  Yum, I can’t wait!

I also didn’t see as much of him this week because I went with a dozen or so ladies from the alum club to see a sneak preview of a movie that opens today called Away We Go.  I thought this movie was excellent – do yourselves a favor and go see it.  Don’t be fooled by the description – it was written by Dave Eggers, whose memoir, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, comes pretty darn close to living up to its title.  In fact, once the credits started rolling and I saw he’d written it, I felt pretty dumb for not recognizing his writing 5 minutes into the movie.  Which is what I said after the movie and none of the other ladies knew who Dave Eggers was.

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Stomp, Anniversaries, Obama, and Vacations

It’s been a whirlwind week!  Here’s what’s going on in Honey-land.

Stomp

At my recommendation (I’d seen it before), I took the BF to see Stomp.  If you haven’t seen this show, which includes a variety of dancing, percussion, and comedy (despite no dialogue) I highly recommend it.  The show was sold-out and a great experience, PLUS I wore a really cleavage-revealing dress that, in the BF’s words, “made me giggle” because he gets to openly ogle them.  (This was obviously part of the plan.  I’d put edible glitter on them, after all!).

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zu15Ou-jKM0[/youtube]

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Ugh…stop buying freakin dinners!

See here. Normally I like Lynn’s stuff, especially her Breakup Girl blog, but the inner-pimp in me hates the idea of a “rule” where guys have to pay if they do the asking. Fellas, stop buying dinners on first dates! Just don’t do it. Paying for dinners is approval seeking and that’s not what us playerz do.

My thought process is this. On a first date, you’re essentially meeting a stranger, especially true if you met the person online. If a stranger, guy or girl, walked up to you on the street and asked you to buy them dinner, would you do it? Hell no! It’s not your responsibility to feed hungry women, as attractive as they may be. And don’t talk to me about romance, chivalry, or being a cheapskate. That stuff is crap.

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