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is that surprising?

When someone i respect acts shocked over something i say, or do - it always makes an impression on me.  So much so that i start to think they might not know me very well, or as well as i thought....but then, i always have to take into consideration the context of the relationship.

For instance - today i threw Anthony Bourdain's image into my collage during art class.  He seemed to fit, even though i noticed that my inclination was to get graphic and xx rated immediately after his face was glued onto my project......I controlled the urge.  Keep it PG MB, you work here after all.

So the Professor (also someone i would consider a friend who knows me at least a LITTLE) strolls by and gulps out "REALLY?".......which has me looking around for what the hell just happened to make him choke out loud.  

"Bourdain?"  says he.

 "yeaaaaah" says I.

"I don't understand what women see in him" says he.

 "Well...........for starters,HOT" says I, causing him to practically run across the room away from me with a look of disgust.

"He's such an asshole" says he.

"I don't know him personally, but I wouldn't mind" I say, wiggling my eyebrows and making my co-eds  laugh.  

I kinda bet he wouldn't give me an ear if he fell in love with me.  More like, a really great dinner.  He can cook for me ANY DAMN time he wants.  If i get to watch, all the better.  And i will clean up.  With no bitching.

Men who cook light me up.  A man who knows food, knows women.

I just got off track again.  ehem. excuse me.  ~fans self~

The point.  ah!  What kind of man does my Professor/Friend THINK i would go for?  Is Bourdain such a surprise?  I wonder what he would think if i told him that I STILL lust after Mickey Rourke even though his face is ......well, not so good anymore.

I've been known to have erotic dreams about Billy Crystal (City Slicker Billy Crystal, When Harry Met Sally Billy Crystal, not present life Billy Crystal)  Hey, i didn't ask for him, he just showed up.  And a mighty fine showing up he did.

His reaction got me to wondering what kind of man my friends would picture me with, or not find surprising.  Or what kind of man i might be surprised to picture myself with.

A while back i started a list of requirements that i will not budge on - articulate is one i'm going to add.  I thought it was a given but now i'm not so sure everyone would agree.  So here it is -

He must be articulate.  He does not have to be a reader, but he must respect that I am - and leave me the hell alone without attitude when I am lost in my world.  And if he should happen to be a writer, that is icing on my cake.  A good writer?  Chocolate Icing.

Is that surprising??


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