The Finer Things

Ok so I admit it. I am a girl that loves to speak her mind, but I have a horrid time keeping up daily with a blog. So many quirky and unexplainable things happen to me on an hourly basis and I create these wonderful posts in my head. And then nothing happens. They stay a jumbled bunch of thoughts wasting away in my subconscious. Truely this is a travesty. I like to feel that a good rant here and there not only is soup for my soul, but pure comedy for those that try and understand me.

Let me be frank. Women are nuts. You can call me a walnut as they are my favorite kind, but none-the-less we are out of our minds. Most of us will never admit to this. Me, I could give two poo-poos what you think of me. I'm laying my cards straight down on the table. I have no shame because at this point in my life I love myself. That's right I am in a relationship with loving little ole' me, myself, and I. If I could marry another me, that was not obviously me I would. And we would be happy together so happy together.

The funny thing is I don't think I completely understand me. I think it takes a lifetime to really get to know anyone and even then it scratches the surface of who they really are. I'm going to just state for the record that if women are nuts, People in general are a mystery. What is it that drives anyone to do anything. Is it innate and primal nature? Do we follow some sort of master plan that our gene pool creates? Is it even possible to march to ones own drummer? Who in the hell came up with that statement and why were they so obessed with drums?

These are questions that will probably never be answered for me. Someday I'll come close to the truth and then I'll realize for every step forward in my Indiana Jones quest for knowledge I'll blondely take 6 steps back.

To keep things in proper perspective. This post is not aimed at making women sound incapable of sanity. In the contrary it is my belief that many decisions made by emotionally driven women end up being the road most followed. As proud as any man can be in trying to sound correct they sure lose so called reason to "the look." Every woman has it. The ability to turn a man into putty simply by looking at him. Remember when I said women are nuts. Add the term powerful to that.

It has been said that many women are pushovers. I would like to offer a different perspective. Men are easy. If a women has any inkling as to how to properly use their sexuality they will get their way. A trick of the trade is to make any given man feel like he is in control. This does not mean he is actually in control, it means that the one with the upperhand in the situation is you. A smart well-educated wome uses this to her advantage. She will be very compromising within the given male/female relationship. On the outside this can be viewed as weakness. On the inside it is the woman calling all the shots.

I am not sitting here suggesting that this is some sort of game. I myself am sick and tired of drama. My point is simply that in being more passive a woman can really get into ones head. Aggression fails in getting people to take you seriously because it pisses one off. With agressive behavior there is a clear winner and loser. Life is not this black and white. The loser will forever resent the winner. I feel that a truely smart women understands the balance that has to exsist. They can create a relationship where there is no winner/loser combo. It is simply gray. Each person can feel good about where they stand.

As far as me barbie goes, I'm a work in process. I think it's taken me some time to "see the light". And before you start to go plan my funeral not the bright white one. My light is of course pink and rosey. Those happy glasses. That's another interesting question. Who invented the term rosey colored glasses? And is that term very different from "beer goggles." My gut answer is no. One is supossedly love-struck, the other is beer-struck or induced. Both claim to cause very painful experiences. AKA some male decided that these terms equaled an excuse for horrid behavior. Then some jaded women agreed. Oh the vicious webs we weave.

Wow, this post has gone places I wasn't expecting to go.

I sat down with an idea to write about a company that I billed yesterday that really tickled my fancy. Which I will still spotlight as I think they deserve my standing ovation. They litterally caused me to laugh out loud when i typed their information. Mostly because it was the type of name that makes you think is this serious? As a custumer I can't honestly say I would take a "special" company like this serious. But I digress and I have kept you in suspense long enough. The lucky company that now has merited a mention in my blog is...Drum roll please....
DUMB TOURIST INC. And yes you just read that correctly. They are a legitimate company based from DC. You can check out their website (www.dumbtourist.us)



Barbie- (Big Chuckle followed by a hearty Tee hee hee)

My Boss- What's so funny?

Barbie- Did you see this bill? It's hilarious.

My Boss- No, what bill?

Barbie- ( Highlights the company name with a pink highligher. Hands him the sheet.)

My Boss- Wow, there's a company with this name.

Barbie- (Laughs again. Almost uncontroably) Would you ever take a company with this name seriously?

My Boss- Well as long as they pay us... No can't say I would.

Barbie- Just think. It's this gorgeous day. Someone visiting from China is walking on the mall. They see a sign posted. It says *Come do business with us, Dumb Tourist* What a welcome to America. (Giggles)

My Boss- Yea this company isn't the smartest tool in the box. And you have a very fun imagination.

Barbie- This has made my day!



I was curious as a kitty as to what they actually did. So I went to check their website out and was highly disapointed. Instead of being a fairly obvious company dealing with real tourists it was the name of an advertising company. I can make my new blog adds with Dumb Tourist. Whoopie! I can hardly contain myself I'm so overjoyed *inserted heavy sarcasim* I will say that I still completely think that my day was made though.


In other news and going along with the finer things theme. I have introduced my co-worker to sushi. I am happy to report that he loved it. I may just have a lunch buddy now. Sushi is super awesome. I just can't get over the deliciousness that hits my palate. My love of sushi could be a blog in itself so I think I'll save that for a rainy day. For now I feel that I should attempt to do some work.


"A Dream is a wish your heart makes... Have faith in your dreams cause someday your rainbow will come shinning through."