Thursday, October 30, 2008

Questionable Market Research!



Ok, so today, i am a little upset...actually for the past week or so! I recently saw the new Dodge Challenger driving down the Parkway and nearly ran myself off the road at the sight and absolute awe of it! "Wow, that is one gorgeous car!" I thought to myself. With it's sexy, bulky yet sleek styling reminiscent of when MoPar was king! I immediately looked it up online, looked at the different versions, and the future concepts planned for it! Hoping that there would soon, if not already, be a convertible Challenger, I found a couple blurbs that spoke of a convertible version that was intended to be released in 2009. "Oooh, really, I am so on top of that", I just melted in my seat when I read it, I immediately started planning on getting one! I absolutely love the new Ford Mustang style that debuted in the 2005 model year. It was gorgeous, and of course, I immediately ran out to buy one! I couldn't let everyone else have all the fun! So, naturally, when I read that the new Challenger was going to release a convertible model, I started planning! Now, I have been a Mustang (or Pony) Girl since the day I could spell C..A..R.. but I was ready and willing to cheat on my beloved Mustang for this indisputable beauty.

Well, early October, it was released that they were NOT going to be releasing the convertible version... WHAT??? WTF???... How disheartening! I was so excited, and now, i am so sad... like Dodge single handedly sliced open my chest plate, slowly and methodically removed my heart, gently placed it on a table, and proceded to smash the life out of it with a rubber mallot! So Sad!

Apparently Dodge's market analysis has determined that there isn't enough demand for them, no market for a Throw-back muscle/sport car with a convertible top?! I'm sorry, but the Mustang seems to be doing ok? Am I wrong, it seems to me that everytime I am on the road I see a minimum of 5-6 Mustangs, 2-3 of which are convertibles. Frankly, the new Challenger seems to be a direct competitor with the redesigned Mustang, and if I am seeing a quarter to a third of Mustangs as convertibles, then logic would tell me that there is indeed a market for this.

But alas, you can't talk common sense into corporate big wigs, because of course they know it all, they do make millions of dollars each year of course, so they obviously think like an "average American", Duh! And becuase they wouldn't buy one, because they would rather be rolling around in their Hummers, Maseratis, or Bentleys, we can reasonable assume that the rest of the country, or world for that matter, would do the same!

Alas, Dodge, you have once again disappointed me, and apparently I am going to have to stick to my Sexy, Sleek, Fast & Furious Ford Mustang! Thanks for Nothing!!! I hope my beloved Mustang will forgive me for my lustful thoughts, I won't let it happen again!

:)
Ok... that's my rant for today, I feel much better!

Friday, October 17, 2008

PhotoSwap...my new addiction!

Who knew something as anonymous and random as blindly sharing photos with people around the world could be so fun? Obviously the people at Padadaz knew! The iPhone app called PhotoSwap is absolutely amazing! The amazing photos, some very artistic and creative (others not so much) that you receive are both exciting and intriguing.

Here's the basics of how it works: You take a photo, of anything really, and send it, you will then receive an absolutely random photo in return, at that point you can reply with a photo and the photo chain begins!

It is absolutely amazing some of the random pictures you will receive in response! Just today, I was sitting down enjoying an ice cold beer, and decided to take a photo and send it out. Amazingly, the person who received it, was also enjoying the same beer and replied back to my photo with a picture of the beer, which then warranted a photo of my entire six pack (minus the 2 I already drank) and so on, and so forth!

If you have time, and you want to spark up your creative side, check out PhotoSwap on the iPhone! You'll enjoy it! Who knows, perhaps we'll randomly swap photos one day!
:)
No rants today, just Good times!

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Lonely Thoughts?

You ever think strange thoughts when you're lonely? I do, obviously, or why would I be writing a blog called lonely thoughts?

So, these thoughts, when I am lonely, I don't really mean sitting somewhere alone, with no one else around... of course, i mean the deep emotional heart aching longing for companionship kind of "lonely". When you want someone to want to be around you so much, that you don't even know how to think about anything else?

I do this all to often, unfortunately. It is not so much that I want to be in a "relationship", or want to have a "partner/spouse/boyfriend/etc", just that I want someone to want to be with me, around me, and/or all about me! I guess I just feel that there is a human desire, or need, to have mutual companionship and caring in one's life.

Obviously, there is some reason (or many) that I am not in a relationship, or have this type of full time companionship, and I guess some of that could be construed as my fault... I suppose, but really, being in a "bad relationship" is about the same as being in "no relationship' if not worse. So I have to deal with this one way or another... Pro's and Con's, I suppose. :(

So... Here are today's "lonely thoughts":

Do you suppose its true that there is "one" person out there for everyone? And if so, where are they? Who are they? and how are you supposed to know if you find them... what if you have already found them, and you look right past them and didn't even realize they were the "one"? Seriously, I mean, I don't think this is supposed to be this complicated? But it is!?!? I think? What if you find the "one", and realize that they weren't the one, does that mean that you're done? There are no more out there for you, sorry, had your chance... you lose! Game over?

I know everyone has had these thoughts at some point or another... or at least I hope so, maybe I am the only one, in which case, I feel like nut job right now, and i apologize for wasting your time on my silly antics!

But seriously, I suppose that it is just my emotions coming out for a joy ride today, or perhaps it is something deeper that stems from this longing desire for companionship in my life, but, then again, maybe I am just silly, and have no idea what the heck I am talking about, and should just shut up now!?!? OK.

Well, that's my rant!

:)

Friday, September 26, 2008

You'd Hit it!!!

What is the deal with men? OK... i am not going on the typical "men suck... blah blah blah...", I don't think they do at all, I happen to like men... very much in fact... but i digress; OK... So men have issues with women and their self conscious attitudes towards themselves, and how women are always "hard on themselves" etc, etc...

Here's the deal - In today's society women (most anyway) are self conscious creatures, we worry about our appearance and our size, how we look to men, if these pants really do make us look fat, and about a thousand other thoughts running through our heads all at once in order to feel presentable to the opposite sex... i.e. MEN!

Trust me, you want us this way, because if we didn't feel or act like this, we could all potentially turn out to be either raging bitches who think we are better than anyone... or obese disgusting slobs who could give a rats ass about our appearance because obviously "it doesn't matter"...

OK... so I am guilty of feeling this way, talking this way, and acting this way... I don't like my body, I always feel fat, unattractive and very unwanted... and honestly cannot fathom why someone would even waste their time on me, talking, hitting on, or otherwise?!?! But... Why wouldn't I? I mean really, we try to think positively and feel good about ourselves, yet every other word out of a guys mouth is "Damn... she's hot" or "Oh, that girl looks good!!!"... but they are not talking about me... NO... they are talking TO me, about someone else... whom I feel I am in no comparison and cannot even come close to "keeping up with".

So, here is the dilemma, You (men) want us to stop being so self-conscious, hard on ourselves or otherwise, yet You do not give us any reason to... you are talking about other women's bodies, and how "you'd hit it!" but in no way, shape, or form have given us a reason to feel better about our own... What to do?

Honestly, I would probably feel better about myself if someone just complimented me... truly... just because... not to get in my pants, but just because! All a girl wants is a little attention!

OK... that's my rant for today!!! :)

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Good samaritan!

OK... so i was driving to work this morning, and while i was running a bit late, i see this guy on the side of the road with a big ass jalopy of a truck pulling a u-haul trailer, and the guy is holding out a pair of jumper cables, obviously to say he needs a jump... and here i am driving with about 500 other cars... all of which are passing him like he is invisible and possibly like he has the plague! So... being that I am into what i believe is Kharma... not as the religious aspect... but the principle of it. So i stop my car, turn it around pull up the front of the car, so that he can jump his jalopy!

So this guy... comes up to my window, with a gracious look on his face and proceeds to thank me... when i realized that it was "Sunny" a really sweet old friend of mine from when i bartended! what are the chances? Sunny proceeds to thank me, then yell at me for stopping in the middle of nowhere to help a guy and his 2 friends jump their car, when i didn't know them, (or atleast thought i didn't), and how that wasn't safe!

So, it got me thinking? I stopped yes, and maybe it wasn't smart, but i did it anyway, because I would want someone to do it for me! And besides... i wouldn't have had to stop is one of the other 500 assholes on the road, half of which were guys... and half of whom were probably twice my size and capable of taking the 5-7 minutes out of their day to help another person! Why? Why are we as citizens so quick to judge others? Granted... that is probably what i am doing right now... but i digress... Why can't we just be humane? I mean, seriously, thats part of being human right... and I guaranteed you... the people who don't stop... or refuse to stop are the ones bitching and crying when they are stuck in a shitty situation and complaining that people suck and that they are inhumane... when they themselves probably deserved it! its called Kharma... deal with it! and if you don't believe in Kharma... then... What goes around comes around... the golden rule... and eye for an eye... etc...

Thats my rant!
:)

Friday, September 19, 2008

Necessary Roughness!

OK... so this is an article from Maxim, and I loved it so much, i started my own Blog page... and had to post this... hope you find it as on point as i did! and if you did... maybe you should be calling me... LOL... Well, hope it helps some of the Pansy guys out there... and I hope it helps you women realize that there are others out there just like YOU!!!

Necessary Roughness!
Recently, a girlfriend was telling me about the best sex of her life. Did her story involve a roaring fire and strawberries soaked in champagne? Hours of foreplay with her boyfriend lightly kissing her kneecaps while Josh Groban played in the background? Not exactly. Instead, it went something like this: After heavy flirtations at a party, she and her guy had just walked through the doorway of her apartment when he suddenly grabbed her from behind and told her how hot she was. Bending her over a hall table, he hiked up her miniskirt, yanked her panties down, and went at her. It was feverish, gruff, dirty—and a huge turn-on. She said it only took five minutes before they both collapsed in a satisfied heap on the floor. Based on my own experiences, I can’t say I was surprised. And in talking with other women, I’ve recognized a trend. For years men have been conditioned by bullshit gurus like Dr. Phil and books like The Sensitive Guy’s Guide to Sensitive Love to get in touch with their gentler, more romantic side in the bedroom—or, more accurately, to get in touch with ours. But somewhere along the way (maybe around the same time men started showing up at our salons for biweekly waxes), attentive sex morphed into...wimpy sex. Last February one Seattle woman got so fed up with all the sexual kowtowing that she resorted to posting an angry rant on Craigslist that was picked up by dozens of blogs and viewed by thousands. The title: “Just fucking fuck me, already.” A sample line: “We’ve been kissing for a half-hour and your hand keeps grazing my ass. That’s nice, but it’s time to move forward. Get on top of me.”The ultimate truth:Every now and then, what women want in bed is for our men to be men. That is, rather than spending five minutes breathing on our earlobes, waiting for us to guide your mouth elsewhere, be decisive; take control. Of course, there’s a way to be aggressive that’s incredibly sexy and a way to do it that’s creepy and terrifying. In the name of bringing maximum pleasure to her and minimum jail time to you, I’m going to teach you the sexy way—with the help of an army of women all clamoring for a return of the manly man.What’s Love Got to Do With It? The first thing to understand about rough sex is that it isn’t really rough; it’s passionate. The subtext is that we’re so unbelievably sexy that you have to take us however, whenever, and wher­ever you want. After all, the hottest sex is rarely sweet—it’s primal and animalistic. And while romance certainly has its place in the bedroom, elaborate stabs at it can sometimes come off as strained or even silly. “After a day of exchanging dirty e-mails, my boyfriend called to tell me he couldn’t wait for me to get home that night,” says Carly*, a 28-year-old grant writer. “I expected him to attack me the second I walked through the door, but instead I found him waiting in the bedroom with about 30 candles lit. He handed me a glass of wine—rosé, no less—and then proceeded to strum his guitar and sing a song he’d written for me. I prayed I was having some kind of waking nightmare, but no. It was real.” Even when it comes to what you ask of us in the bedroom, we secretly hope your base desire is for the fast and furious over the slow and soft. “I once asked my boyfriend what his favorite thing was that I did sexually,” says Audrey, a 27-year-old copy editor. “He said, ‘I love the way you hold me.’ He might as well have tucked his junk between his legs while he was saying it.”When it comes to turning her on, sometimes a display of raw aggression can go much further than gauzy romance. “It’s my boyfriend’s attitude during rougher sex that turns me on the most,” says Charlotte, a 31-year-old fashion buyer. “He’s more demanding, he flips me around in different positions, he talks dirty. The whole thing is so different from his usual sweet demeanor that I love it.” As with borscht-belt humor, the key here is all in the delivery. When tossing your girl around like she’s a rag doll, don’t ask permission. “Turn over so I can look at your ass while we do it” is a far cry from “Honeybear, would you mind turning on your tummy so we can do it from behind, please?” But don’t try taking the same liberties outside the sexual arena. Suddenly bossing your woman around the Piggly Wiggly won’t win you any points when you get home.

Take It to the LimitHow much bullying you can do in the bedroom depends on how much she trusts you. (Right off the bat, that means rough stuff is best suited to couples—not drunken strangers in the bathroom at a wedding reception. Got it?) Before moving straight to bareknuckle boxing, it’s best to test the physical waters with a few lighter moves, like spanking and hair-pulling. Lisa, a 28-year-old yoga teacher, says she likes having her ass smacked “not so hard that it leaves a handprint, but hard enough that it stings a little.” The worst possible offense? A light, apologetic pat. “I once had a guy tap my ass cheek like he was absent-mindedly keeping the beat to a song on his steering wheel,” says Marlene, a 26-year-old engineer. “If you’re gonna do it, for the love of God, go for it.”Similarly, most women said a nice, firm tug on their hair drove them wild instantly. “My boyfriend does it when I’m giving him head or when he’s doing me from behind,” says Jess, a 29-year-old bartender. “It makes me feel like a porn star.” One caveat: It’s best to pull closer to the base of her head than to yank at the ends of her hair—tears of pain are not the goal. Most women said they loved when a guy did whatever he could to get to them—and into them—as quickly as possible. That means not taking the time to seductively undo every last button on her blouse. Instead, screw like zombies have taken over the planet and you two are humankind’s last chance for survival. Yank things up, pull them down—and if you hit any roadblocks, just go right through. “There’s nothing that kills a mood faster than having a guy struggle to get my pants off, apologizing and giggling like a seventh grader,” says Alicia, a 30-year-old photographer. “Just pull my bra down, don’t even bother taking it off. Push my panties aside. It’s kind of awesome having sex with some clothes on—except for socks.” And when you get to the penetration part, don’t be precious about it. The manly move that was almost universally cited as the biggest turn-on was a rigorous jackhammering. “I need to just be grabbed and fucked really hard to get off,” says Katie, a 26-year-old pharmaceutical rep. “Some girls like gentle lovemaking, where the guy enters really slowly and moves rhythmically, but it’s not for me.” Joanna, a 27-year-old banker, agrees: “I enjoy foreplay, but if I’m really horny, it can actually be distracting.” Once in a while, we all like an old-fashioned pounding, where you’re moving at speeds usually reserved for German porn. But if she lets out any version of “ow” instead of “oh,” make sure she’s OK. Remember, you’re in your bedroom, not Herr Dieter’s House of Pain. Game Over Warning! There are a couple of moves that can bring an intense, no-holds-barred encounter to a screeching halt. Under no circumstances during rough sex may you “surprise” her by suddenly coming in through the back door. And when it comes to bondage, anything beyond tying her hands to the headboard with a scarf could be construed as hostage-taking. Lastly, asphyxiation is a huge no-no—unless manslaughter is also on your agenda. With the exception of those off-limits acts, the bedroom is your castle, and you’re the king. So it’s time to man up. Watch Burt Reynolds movies. Stop plucking your eyebrows. Do what­ever it takes to remind yourself that women are drawn to all the things that make you different from us—your animal strength, your mono­syllabic grunting, your charming caveman-ness. If you want us, just take off our skirts—and yours—and go for it!