i’ll be that chic…

Once upon a time, in a far off land long, long, ok not that long ago, I may have been the chic in question referenced via onetrik’s last post. Sort of. Without putting myself on blast getting into too many details, I’ll just admit that yes- I’ve dated an athlete or four two. But honestly, for women who have lived in NY, LA or ATL, who hasn’t? Stop- Don’t answer that. I am sure two some of our UBF female constituents can readily say that their dating histories are ball handler free, but a good many of you cannot! Besides, I believe in one of my first posts I clearly stated that I’ve dated just about everybody at some point in my life. Why would I discriminate against tall rich guys with hot bodies those who were more athletically inclined? That’s prejudicial. I pride myself on being fair.
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cut to the chase…

By now , we have all read Elrock’s version of why chasing a man is never a good look.  Now I would like to give my two cents. While I normally relish the idea of giving an opposing and better equally convincing argument against the testosterone heavy portion of UBF, I will begrudgingly have to agree. And pass on my nuggets of observation while I’m at it.

I think Elrock said it best with: “and for the record…patiently waiting for someone who is not interested in being patiently waited on = chasing as well…”

This past Saturday, I was at the club with the latest and greatest for a friend’s birthday party when suddenly, that single woman’s “anthem” came on. Booties started swangin, hands went up, index fingers waved in the air….desperately unattached and more importantly, the ever hopeful ‘ladies in waiting’ sang to the top of their lungs “If he liked it than he shoulda put a ring on it!!!” Have I ever mentioned how much I hate that song? Meanwhile, I boycotted the entire effort with side eyes and screw faces (no- not sexy time faces. Get your minds out of the gutter. Just a screw face ;) Anyway, this song made me painfully aware of the fact that many women are chasing men and don’t even realize it. Read more of this post

nfl…we’ve missed you so…

i love summer but i hate summertime sportscenter, but with labor day peering at me through my rear windshield, i knew that it was only a matter of time before stuart scott would once again be discussing sports stories i cared about…then it happened…i was awakened this morning by words that made my attention stand at err…attention…it’s time…the nfl season starts tonight…this must be what love feels like…

i mean…baseball is cool if you like watching grown men in pajamas chew sunflower seeds and michael jackson their man handles for 3 hours…don’t get me wrong…throwing a 98 mph fastball is a credible athletic feat…but i would be more impressed if the pitcher had to deliver that 98mph fast ball to a catcher that was running at full speed while there was a 307 lb guy on 1st base who decided to charge him instead of heading over to 2nd…maybe that’s just me…but i probably would watch it if they brought steroids back…

but enough baseball bashing…because that’s not what i’m here for…it’s football season…time for:

– sundays full of couch hunching and remote fondling…

– me to lead my fantasy football league in ish talking…and nothing else… Read more of this post