Monthly Archive for June, 2006

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Reasons to still be intrigued by the off-season . . .

Now that people have finally begun to realize that there is life beyond Pittsburgh Steeler QB “Big” Ben Roethlisberger french kissing the windshield of an automobile in a motorcycle accident where he wasn’t wearing a helmet . . . Now that he has seen the error of his ways starting statements with the phrase “IF I ever ride a motorcycle again . . .”, it’s now impossible to make him out to be a worse role model than a villain in a comic book inspired summer blockbuster movie and difficult to declare him stupider than said villain’s stereotypical brawny sidekick any longer.

And now COUNTLESS fans are again in the woe of the seemingly uneventful off-season. Bored . . . wondering what there is to care about. Rejoice, friends — the SoTG to the rescue . . . and THESE issues actually involve football rather than accidents and arrests.

TY LAW and his future This time last year, CB Ty Law was one of many Patriots DBs who were hurt in a season where even WR Troy Brown had to step in as a cornerback covering receivers to alleviate the shortage of secondary defensive players caused by injury. At age 31 when he signed with the Jets, Law was lucky to even GET a job considering his age and the magnitude of the injury he suffered in 2004. Apparently, Law proved why he’s considered a top CB in the NFL when he tied for the most INTs in 2005 with 10 (and he didn’t have the advantage of playing Brett Farve and the rest of the crappy QBs of the NFC North as Bengals CB Deltha O’Neal did when he tallied 10 INTs as well last season). Making yet another Pro Bowl, last season’s performance in addition to Law’s asking price still leaves him on the open market. The quandary with teams interested in Law is the fact that he is an expensive short term investment due to his combination of age and talent (in the 2006 season he’ll be 32). He would be perfect filling a hole for a darkhorse type team who’s looking to get a little extra boost into the playoffs. Also, if a team who has many young and developing DBs, Ty Law would be arguablely the best guidance in improving their evolution into future starters once he departs from the franchise. A good team with salary cap space is in itself a rarity, but there are some who fit the bill. One candidate who appears to be in the lead is Law’s old team with whom he won 2 Championships, the New England Patriots. It’s not that their CB Corps is bad, but who could say no to a solid defender . . . ESPECIALLY when so many of them have recently departed from that franchise. Other good fits, in my opinion, would include San Diego, St Louis, New Orleans, Kansas City, and Cincinnati — but the salary cap issues involved could be the obstacle attracting Law to their respective franchises that will ensure his return to Foxboro.

ASHLEY LELIE’s quest for #1 The career of WR Ashley Lelie since his drafting has been that of a 2nd banana to perennial Pro-Bowler and Bronco pass-catching staple since the Elway days, Rod Smith. While there are certainly worse WR gigs out there (such as the uplifting prospect of teams who see Aaron Brooks or Trent Dilfer as an upgrade in their QB situation), Lelie wants a shot at being the number one guy for a team’s air attack. While waiting for Rod Smith may have once been an annoying, but viable option, the arrival of former Packer Jevon Walker into the receiver spot has made being the lead receiver in Denver practically impossible. There are teams out there interested in the services of the speedy downfield-threat receiver, but the Broncos are asking a high-level RB or 1st round draft pick that spoils the appetites of many would-be possibilities. However, discontent recently revealed by Atlanta with their big RB TJ Duckett along with the Falcons complete LACK of receivers, could be the makings of an future deal. Could Ashley Lelie be the answer to QB Michael Vick’s air attack woes?

No matter the answer to these and other questions to be answered in the next episode of the SoTG, one thing remains clear — we NFL fans are STARVING for some action when the lead page on NFL.com features the fact the QB Jay Fiedler’s recent signing with the Tampa Bay Bucs anoints him as the only QB to play with all 3 Florida teams. Keep looking out for the Best Running Attack and Best Defense pod casts.

The Secret to Successful Relationships

I don’t have to tell you that relationships are tricky bastards (but I have been hinting at it for quite some time). You would have better luck figuring the combination to a bank safe using fortune cookie lottery numbers than unfurling the relationship enigma. Still, off we go looking for the key to everlasting love. And time after stinking time our collective hearts are shocked by the electric fence of love.

Dear readers, I think I may have finally stumbled onto the secret to maintaining a happy relationship.

If I were to ask you to define the term relationship, a majority of you might respond with “A bond between two people built on trust, honesty, and love.” It’s a lovely thought , but it’s not quite reality. Two people may be all it takes to start a romance, but sooner or later you’ll find yourself in an emotional orgy. Any woman with a best friend or a mother will blow all your relationship privacy to hell. But the blame can’t fall squarely on the woman’s shoulders if the guy is a locker room braggart.

So how can you prevent your intimate details from going public? Zip your lips instead of your trousers by conducting a secret affair.

The secret romance has been reserved for those stepping out on their partners. It is often considered tawdry and illicit. But why should it be limited to the shameful and the embarrassed? Any why must everyone know that you’ve found your true love of the month? Of course, if it’s been a while since you’ve had a significant person in your life, you may have just cause to scream it from the mountain tops. Let’s assume you haven’t been a shut-in for most of your life. A quiet, undisclosed affair might be right up your alley.

Following the example of high-profile celebrities who prefer low-profile romances could prove beneficial. Celebrities frequently skirt around the issue of who’s sleeping with who by claiming to be “close friends.” And sometimes these “close friends” wind up exchanging vows in an undisclosed location. This is not to say your secret affair should lead you down the aisle, nor is there any time frame to abide by. It’s love, not a ticking bomb. Should you opt for a secret romance, you have the further option of never telling anyone or waiting for the right moment, like the apocalypse.

There are definite pluses to having a hush-hush relationship. You can take the time to familiarize yourself with your new lover and form your own opinions of him or her. To kiss and not tell can be a heady task, especially if you’ve got a magnificent fish on your line. Waiting to reveal your new beau to pals could pay off in the long run. If you discuss or introduce your beau to friends before you’ve spent ample together time, friendly observations may cloud your own judgment. If, however, you wait a year to bring him around and one of your amigas decides that she wants a round with him, you’ll have had a good run with the guy. You might even be fed up with the sap and willing to pass him along.

Keeping your relationship off the radar also allows for development without undue pressure. Nothing kills the passion of a romance like a busybody incessantly inquiring about relationship status, naked fingers, and wedding bells. Of course, those same Nosy Nancys will insist on setting you up with a slew of nice personalities and family friends if they believe you to be unattached. The best way to ward them off is by claiming to have a venereal disease of the incurable sort.

The greatest reason to have a secret affair is to maintain fiery loins and passionate encounters. Sharing something that no one else is privy to can be naughty and sexy (if it’s the right secret). Sneaking gropes, stealing kisses, meeting in undisclosed locations- it’s why adultery was invented! Not that I’m condoning that you betray your current lover by picking up with a new one. Save this advice for the next person. There will be a next one, trust me.

Better yet- if you already have an established partner, there’s nothing wrong with enhancing your romance by adding a few secret ingredients. Maybe you’ve been together so long that you behave like prudish librarians in mixed company. Let your hair down and take opportunities to sneak gropes under a restaurant table or share a passionate kiss in the elevator. Pretending that you’re having an illicit affair can be just as fun. Put on a blonde wig if it helps. For kicks, make him wear the wig. But don’t tell anyone; they just wouldn’t understand.

Robot of Leisure #4: A New Hobby

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Benefits of Sex

If you have an email account (or MySpace) and a cyber acquaintance that feels compelled to forward every hoax, tasteless joke list, and chain letter, then you may have skimmed and deleted the Good Sex chain letter. Like all chains, there is the obligatory threat of horrible things that will happen to you for not passing it along to 10 or 12 online acquaintances you hope to annoy with your petty forwards. The Good Sex “promise” is as follows:

…Now sex has been sent to you. The “Hot Sex Fairy” will visit you within four days of receiving this message provided you, in turn send it on. If you don’t then you will never receive good sex again for the rest of your life. You will eventually become celibate and your genitals will rot and fall off.

At first glance, you might dismiss the chain letter as a hoax. On further inspection, you will find that the letter touts many benefits of engaging in sexual activity. Read on as we uncover the truth behind its claims.

Sex is a beauty treatment. Scientific tests find that when women make love, they produce amounts of the hormone estrogen, which makes hair shine and skin smooth.

The Health Benefits of Sex, an article by D. Zimmer at Ask Men.com, states, “In women, sex increases estrogen levels, which protects them against heart disease… this hormone also plays a huge role in a woman’s body scent.” There is no substantial scientific research to back up the sex as beauty treatment statement. While estrogen may contribute to better hair and skin conditions, don’t expect intercourse to be added to the service roster at your local spa.

Lovemaking can burn up those calories you piled on during that romantic dinner.

This is one exercise with guaranteed results. Not only is it pleasurable, you can also burn up to 150 calories during one half hour session. “[T]he average couple engages in sex for approximately 25 minutes a session only 3 times a week. A healthy rigorous hour of sex may burn even more than 300 calories,” says Zimmer’s article.

Sex is an instant cure for mild depression. It releases endorphins into the bloodstream, producing a sense of euphoria and leaving you with a feeling of well-being.

Yes, orgasms do lead to euphoric feelings, but Dr. Neil of Relationship-Talk.com warns that clinical depression is not cured or satisfied by sex. He says, “First of all, too much sex without meaning can in fact be a symptom of and a passageway to depression. Second, all those endorphins just don’t do the trick when real depression is involved.” Sex may not be an instant cure, but it does allow you to forget about your troubles for an hour or so.

Sex is the safest tranquilizer in the world. IT IS 10 TIMES MORE EFFECTIVE THAN VALIUM.

If you’re looking for a good night’s sleep without the aid of pills and darts, a romp in the sack may be the prescription for you. The previously released endorphins are hormone-like chemicals resembling morphine. After the orgasm, there is a period of extreme relaxation and a sense of serenity. Men typically doze off during this time, as women, pumped up with extra estrogen, want to wax romantic for a while. Zimmer says, “ Plenty of people who enjoy a regular dose of sex convey that they sleep much better during the night.”

Kissing each day will keep the dentist away. Kissing encourages saliva to wash food from the teeth and lowers the level of the acid that causes decay, preventing plaque build-up.

As silly as it may sound, this is a fact. The Advanced Dentistry newsletter claims kissing helps reduce the incidence of cavities “because it stimulates the flow of saliva that buffers and neutralizes oral bacteria acid, … Kissing is actually nature’s cleansing process.”

Sex actually relieves headaches. A lovemaking session can release the tension that restricts blood vessels in the brain.

Once again, those endorphins are at work. The increased blood flow and endorphin levels can help to relieve regular headaches. But according to a report on WomensHealth.org, sex can also cause headaches. For most, the sex headache (coital cephalgia) is a combination of raised blood pressure and muscle tension, not by doing it too fast- even though men have the higher rate of sex headaches.

In addition, sex can help to improve circulation, ease tension, boost self-esteem, and build an intimate bond with your partner. We have found sex to be not only great fun, but also good for you. It’s like discovering a cheesecake has a lower fat content. This is such helpful information; you’ll want to pass it on to your friends. Maybe the “Hot Sex Fairy” will leave something good under your pillow.

Crapface 27 – Join the Orgy

Episode 27
Running time: 28:57
All-Star PFA Podcast from Stardust starring John "The Critic", Kyle "The Student of the Game", Nicole "Leslie Ann Levine", Marc "Big Dick McGee", and "Dani O" of the DMAC Poetry Slam. We also take a break in the middle of the show to hear a sample of Carin's stand-up performance.

Topics discussed in this show:
  • Roudntable All-Star Podcast
  • Carin's TV Bit
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Robot of Leisure #3: Grocery Store Syndrome

The Trouble with Love Triangles

After months of alternating between brushing up against strangers in social situations and sampling Ben & Jerry flavors at home, you've finally found the love of your life and the man with whom you'll spend the rest of your days. The trouble is, it's two different men.

Being the tip of the love triangle is a harrowing experience and much more stressful than a romantic interlude really should be. Give a guy two girls and he'll think he's halfway to a letter in Penthouse. Switch the genders and you¹re soon in a relationship relay race to the altar. The potential flaw in our gender is that we¹re easily enamored and more sentimental than the hairier sex.

Because men usually turn over the relationship reins to women, the bulk of the responsibility and maintenance rests on our spaghetti-strapped shoulders. Soon you're scheduling dates, scribbling down sibling names to keep them straight, downloading maps for restaurants across town, investing in a reversible picture frame– you'll need an assistant just to keep track of everything. Once in a while, there's a slip up and you've double-booked or asked Boyfriend #1 about his baby sister's operation when he's the youngest of four brothers. Luckily, guys tend to be less suspicious and chalk up bizarre behavior to "that time of the month."

How you split your time between the two is crucial to your survival and the quality of your relationship. For example, if you only spend weekends and non-PMS days with Boyfriend #1, he's getting a nicer, more relaxed version of you than Weekday Boyfriend. When the time arises to choose between them, Weekend Boyfriend might seem like the right choice because he's not as exasperated with you as Weekday Boyfriend, but the weekday guy sticks it out for some reason.

The dynamics of a relationship are not only altered by your behavior, but by their knowledge. Whether both guys are in on the situation or just the one you're seeing behind the primary boyfriend's back, with knowledge comes competition. Having two guys compete for your affection may double the gifts and the attention you get, but the prize is not just your heart. For some, it's just a conquest and you may be gradually phased out of his life after the battle is won.

With all good love triangles comes the inevitable choice. The love triangle wouldn't seem so scandalous if it weren't for that pesky concept of monogamy. Even though humans aren't necessarily monogamous creatures, we've been conditioned to find one partner with whom we'll spend an unspecified amount of time. But if you and your partners don't subscribe to the "one mate for every person" idea, why choose? If you can handle juggling two or more guys at once, why deprive yourself of seeing how each relationship plays out without limiting the players?

Well, there's the guilt of knowing you aren't giving your all to both partners. And eventually the scheduling and the strategic plans, the dates across town, and rarely sleeping in your own apartment become tiresome. Sometimes it's nice to have the home bed advantage, enjoy some solo pampering time, and to only have to complain about your day once.

And sometimes it isn't your choice. Maybe Weekend Boyfriend takes up with another woman and doesn't have your aptitude for balancing multiple relationships. Thank goodness for Mondays.

Bitch, Bitch, Bitch . . . at Ben?!

Late Monday morning, QB for the 2006 Super Bowl Champion Pittsburgh Steelers “Big” Ben Roethlisberger was involved in a wreck where his motorcycle collided with a car and he was thrown from his bike causing his head to collide with the other vehicle’s windshield. Roethlisberger’s surgeon stated in a press conference that there were several contusions and abrasions, 2 lost teeth with several chipped, and a broken jaw and nose. Witnesses at the scene of the accident declared that while the accident was the fault of the other driver, a 62-year old woman, Big Ben was also not wearing a helmet.

Let it begin that I am over-joyed for the QB, his mother, father, family, and friends that he is alive and has escaped this potentially life-threatening ordeal relatively unscathed. Mad props to the doctor who spent the several hours in surgery repairing Ben’s face. It is VERY fortunate that this event didn’t end as it often seems to with young talented athletes with them dying or suffering a career postponing or career ending injury.

Now the following I will concede, readers, without question. There is not enough “Duh-de-Duh”s in an entire SEASON of the “Mind of Mencia” . . . there’s not enough dunce caps left in the country . . . there’s not enough crappy pass interference calls made by NFL refs — OK — that is exaggerated . . . but the point is . . . there’s not enough of the previous 2 items to express the stupidity that Ben didn’t wear a helmet. I would be the FIRST to get in line and declare that there should be a federal law that mandates EVERY MOTORCYCLIST IN THIS COUNTRY wears a helmet.

To every member of the rabid shark news media who made sure to state this even within HOURS of the crash . . . before the 2004 Rookie of the Year had been listed as being in stable condition. You are absolutely right!

But that, friends, is where it ENDS!!

Now while I’m all about slamming people in ANY column, sports show, or editorial . . . it’s about doing so wisely. Even before Roethlisberger’s surgery was complete, there were writers and analysts jumping on Ben’s case for claiming that THIS incident makes him a “bad role model” or that this incident makes him no better than Kellan Winslow — LUDICROUS!!

Kellan “The Damn Soldier” Winslow was a jackass who had just recovered from a previous serious injury who was going 60 in a Hardee’s parking lot (with no helmet) screwin’ around on his bike taking TRUE unnecessary risk. If you want to link motorcycle antics with bad role-modeling — ladies and gentleman, THERE IS THE EXAMPLE! When a dude is essentially KO’d by a little old lady in traffic . . . that is NOT THE SAME THING.

Now there are those who say that because Ben wasn’t wearing a helmet that he is a bad role model — that MAY have been true . . . until this accident. Now all the young boys thinking that motorcycles are cool and head gear isn’t will see the celeb get F’ed up in a crash and now have something to make them understand what could happen to you physically as well as the other intangible BS you could face like crotchety old farts saying, “I told you so” instead of being concerned for your well being.

Then there are those who think that Big Ben should FORFEIT a portion of his salary because of his actions. Technically speaking, there is a clause consistent with essentially EVERY SPORTS’ PLAYERS’ contract (including the NFL) that makes the player liable should he do something outside of the element of the team to injure himself — like being mauled down by the little old lady from Pasadena without wearing a helmet.

To all those retards out there who claim this — I hope Big Ben runs out of the tunnels while smiling ear to ear with his repaired grin on NFL opening day and throws 3 TDS and 300+ yards (no offense, Dolphin fans) to proverbially offer the idea to those people to CRAM the punitive fine notion DIRECTLY where the sun don’t shine. If he DOESN’T miss any games, he’s caused the team NO HARM!! If he lays his thing down on opening day he’s caused his TEAM and fellow PLAYERS no harm.

Then there are those, like Hall of Fame Steeler QB Terry Bradshaw and former Super Bowl Redskin QB (and alleged NFL Analyst) Joe Theisman who hold it against Roethlisberger that he is riding a motorcycle AT ALL!! Now while I personally am not a “biker” by any stretch of the imagination, to expect people to do something safely and demand they are not allowed to do it at all is a HUGE difference. I don’t believe it is right to impose such injunctions when people can do what they and are doing while taking safety precautions. If the Steelers really want to, impose a “helmet” clause in the contract and compromise with the young QB.

Now for all those who don’t understand why athletes feel like they want thrills . . . like they are being reckless (lacking a better term) just because they sport a Harley. 6 months out of the year, from August to December, from pre-season training’s start to regular season’s end, the fans not only demand — but teams invest MILLIONS to guarantee — that these players train, practice, workout, play, and compete with reckless abandon despite risk of injury or pain. Then the season ends . . . and these people who PAY these people to push EVERYTHING to the LIMIT are surprised when some of them get a touch of cabin fever in the off-season!?

Now while I am not such an individual who is an NFL athlete, I know how “itchy” I get when I’ve gone a few weeks without playing my Saturday Pick-up Games at Red Bug Park. I can only imagine that it is multiplied when you are doing it at the highest level and are talking about a matter of months.

Champions of these schools of thought such as Theisman want make Ben a VILLIAN where he’s REALLY a VICTIM for merely riding a MOTORCYLE?!?!? Yes, fine — the without a helmet thing is his fault — but you want to call this guy a bad role model when there are players who (in no particular order):

  • Have torn there teams apart just because he wasn’t happy with his contract (Former Eagles/Cowboys WR Terrell Owens)
  • Been brought up on Murder Charges (Ravens Defensive Captain LB Ray Lewis)
  • Been brought up on Drug Charges (Raven RB Jamal Lewis, Dolphin RB Ricky Williams, etc.)
  • Been involved in domestic violence with their spouses/girlfriends (Buccaneers RB Michael Pittman, Colts DB Nick Harper, among others)
  • Been arrested 4 times in 7 months (Bengals WR Chris Henry)
  • Been arrested for DUI (COUNTLESS NFL PLAYERS)
  • Passed Herpes onto a young woman while using an alias in order to seduce her (Falcons QB Michael Vick a.k.a. Ron Mexico)

In case my stance on it before WASN’T CLEAR ENOUGH — yes . . . Ben should have been wearing a helmet. There he was wrong and I will shout that at Heinz Field in Pittsburgh during the season with a bullhorn from a sideline seat. (It would be a small price to pay to get sideline tickets to see WR Hines Ward play). But for all those who want to make a guy who represents the dying breed known as the “Classy Champion” into the “next T.O.” for a mistake in judgment that was only exposed in an instance of bad luck, the statement that best suites you is even shorter than Roethlisberger’s name – “YOU ARE WRONG”. The sad truth is the possibility that the bitching of crotchety old media men who preached the “Evil Ben” garbage will be complaining still after Big Ben’s career is over. Not because of an allegation, not because of an arrest but because of an accident that wasn’t even his fault.

Secrets are from Mars, Societies are from Venus

Since the release of National Treasure, which, sadly enough, inspired a very cold and snowy Spring Break trip to Washington, DC, I have been fascinated by secret societies. Is the whole world just one big conspiracy? Does the rat race really matter? And, most importantly, how does one go about getting in?

After extensive scientific research involving watching The Skulls, I determined that most secret societies are for men. This could mean any number of things (by which I mean probably only two): 1. Women are SO SECRETIVE about their secret societies that no one knows they exist at all. No mysterious phone calls in the middle of the night that would tip roommates off, no uncanny deposits of obscene amounts of money in bank accounts, no (visible) brandings… Yes, it could be that women really know what it is to have a secret society tucked away from human recognition. I imagine that if this is the case they sit around and, in a very Witches of Eastwick manner, use voodoo spells to make Paris Hilton vomit cherry pits.

But the more likely reason is that women – being a woman, I have license to hold this opinion – are generally not good secret keepers. Observe these ACTUAL transcriptions of conversations taking place immediately after ancient secret society meetings:

ANCIENT MAN 1: Avast, my friend! What hast thou accomplished this fortnight?

ANCIENT MAN 2: (having attended a secret society meeting the night before) Let me thinketh… last eve I joined in merriment of the World Cup with my fellow comrades with some spirits and painting my face in the way of the city state banner.

BOTH: GO SPARTA!!! ARGGGGG!!!

ANCIENT MAN 1: Glad tidings! Is that why thou lookst a bit hung over?

ANCIENT MAN 2: (knowing full well that he looks hung over because he was drugged and woke up hours later in a coffin) Yes.

Meanwhile…

ANCIENT WOMAN 1: Hermia? Is that YOU?

ANCIENT WOMAN 2: HELENA! I have not seen thee in many moons!

BOTH: Eeeeeeee!

ANCIENT WOMAN 1: What hast thou been doing as of late?

ANCIENT WOMAN 2: Ohmigod. We haveth this secret society now. It’s so LIBERATING! Why, last night we inducted Cleo and Terpsichore!

ANCIENT WOMAN 1: CLEO?! Thou art KIDDING!

ANCIENT WOMAN 2: Not at all! I don’t know if thou wouldst be interested, but I could putteth in a good word for you. We’d loveth to have you!

ANCIENT WOMAN 1: Really? You wanteth me to join your secret society? Thou art the biggest sweetheart EVER!

ANCIENT WOMAN 2: Just don’t telleth anyone I told you. I wasn’t supposed to sayeth anything.

ANCIENT WOMAN 1: Of course not! Except Perciphone, with whom I have no secrets.

ANCIENT WOMAN 2: Certainly! You knoweth what I mean.

Obviously, this difference is not conducive to having a female society that is, per se, secret. Therefore, I think it is high time that we put our differences aside and create a society that is exclusive and mysterious but is just well-known enough that membership is sought after. I have not yet thought of a name; however, if you think of one, you will be credited as a co-founder of the society, and – one day, when we get generous donations from our fellow members – your name will be on a plaque.

Furthermore, if you are interested in becoming a member of this society, please e-mail me and explain why you believe you would be a good addition to the group. There will be no discrimination; however, you should be aware that the initiation ritual (I dare not ruin the entire surprise) DOES involve a frozen bra.

And, okay, it involves making Paris Hilton vomit cherry pits. But that’s IT. I’ve already saideth too much.

Crapface 26 – Why We Do It

Episode 26 Running time: 19:23 Andrea Geneste joins Myla and the Captain, Skype style, all the way from New York. Dre drops some ill rhymes on our pretentious asses! This episode should be more than an hour, but as we say early on, there were some technical difficulties. Topics discussed in this show: Don't forget to send your emails to pfalliance@gmail.com OR pfa.myla@gmail.com, and check out the links and past shows at pfalliance.blogspot.com. Links referenced in this show:

New Channels

The lovely and talented Katharine (BlissfullyBitter.com) has graciously provided us with a new blog and our first-ever-super-duper-oh-so-amazing web comic!

May I present:

Robot of Leisure (Subscription Feed)
Katharine’s main sqeeze and mascot Boris is a retired robot now living a life of leisure. This full-color 9-panel comic follows Boris as he Clicks, Beeps and Whirrs his way through the world.

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Romance Impaired is a collection of essays and helpful tips on how to manage those pesky romantic affairs. Find out how to cope with being single while everyone else marries off, what to bring when staying over at a girl’s apartment, how to tell if you’re in love, and more advice on keeping a relationship from going stale. This column is for the lovelorn, the romance-impaired, and the relationship-challenged.

How to not screw up your chances for a second date

Courage. You finally mustered enough of it to call up your latest crush and convince him to take you out for a meal you’ll be too nervous to eat and a movie you have no interest in watching. From the moment you hang up the phone it increasingly seems like a bad idea. You have the choice of going with your instinct and bailing on the date or muddle through and pretend to have a good time. Chances are your hunt for Mr. Perfect will push you to choose the latter option.

First dates are notoriously awkward. It is the time you and a virtual stranger try each other out to decide whether to proceed with the courtship ritual or resort to a one-night stand. Because a potential relationship waits at the end of the outing, both parties face undue pressures. Palms perspire, hearts jump, and the butterflies in your stomach induce involuntary bulimia. It’s all part of the dating process and mostly stems from not knowing how to handle oneself in a romantic situation with someone new. Once the hyperventilating subsides, take a look at the following ways you can avoid a disastrous date.

Ask questions to discover your date’s interests and passions. Playing the role of interviewer can fill in gaps in awkward pauses and conversation lulls. If your date is on the quiet side, this will open him up and give the impression that you’re into him. Be careful not to ask too many or too personal questions. Stick to the “Where’d you grow up?” and “How many siblings to do have?” spiel. Save the income, marriage, and baby questions for later dates. Speaking of marriage, it is okay to make sure he’s single. The last thing you want to find when you’re snooping through his files later is a marriage certificate and no copies of divorce papers.

Dress comfortably. Wear the clothes that make you feel sexy and confident. Ill-fitting garments will have you tugging and adjusting all night. When choosing an outfit, err on the conservative side. After all, clothes do come off.

Keep the conversation current and relevant. Don’t delve too much into your past and do not discuss previous relationships. It is common to have a first date with someone following a breakup, but your new beau doesn’t need to hear all the gory details of the old one. He does need to hear how his shirt complements his eye color.

Be truthful. Nerves and the desire to make a good first impression may cloud common sense and cause you to do or say things out-of-character. While it might be fun to pretend to have a glamorous career or know how to drive a motorcycle when meeting strangers in a bar, it’s not such a good idea when trying to establish the groundwork for a relationship. Be prepared to back up any outrageous claims you make.

Show off your playful side. This doesn’t mean you should dance on the bar with your top off (unless that happens to be one of your hobbies). Even if the guy turns out not to be Mr. Fabulous, there’s no reason to turn all sour puss and boycott fun for the rest of the date. Make a few quips about the movie, start up a game of table football, or shoot your straw wrapper across the table at dinner. Do whatever fits your personality and will keep you relaxed.

Don’t send mixed signals. If you’re not having a great time or you know this is a one-time only outing with this guy, let him know. Tell him up front that you don’t see a second date in your future and wish him well. The worst thing you can do is lead him on to believe something will transpire between you, physically or emotionally.

Make the first move. When the date is going well and you want things to progress to a more physical level, take matters into your own hands. Grab his hand, grab his butt, plant a kiss on his lips. Go only as far as you feel comfortable and don’t tease your date into thinking he’s getting around all the bases on the first night if you won’t follow through.

These tips won’t guarantee a successful date or insure a lasting relationship with the man in question, it’s up to you to make that happen. But if you follow them, you may end up having a good time and maybe you won’t wake up hating yourself the next morning. Now that you have the date under control, you can concentrate on first kiss execution.

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