Monday, March 03, 2008
whoa! only 3 days to go till melbourne! we don't have a place yet, so we'll be doing a lot of running around. we're probably gonna get a small apartment on the city fringe, somewhere on the train line to laverton, my future place d'emploi. weeeeee!
on a side note:
yesterday i was contemplating the appeal of golf, a sport that is very popular among men but not so much with women, which is weird, if you think about it. i mean, rugby isn't very popular with the ladies for obvious reasons: it's brutally aggressive, dirty and depends almost solely on physical strength and strategic manoeuvres; not very classically feminine qualities (which probably makes rugby players sexy in a very primordial way).
golf, on the other hand, is usually played in nice weather, in lovely, neat park surroundings. players wear clean, neat clothes, generally have to behave well (there are even rules!), don't shout. you need to/should be/appear rich and sophisticated. no particular physical strength is necessary, the power comes from the hip swing. concentration is much more valuable than strategy. and you get to walk at least 5 kms per game, work on those thighs and bum! but i only know about 2 women who enjoy golf, which is very few since most men i know (turbo golf included;) like hitting the greens at least somewhat.
so what IS up with that? and then it dawned on me. what are we doing but swinging our great long clubs with knobbly bits at the end from the hip in order to get small white things in a hole that's surrounded by plush, soft grass? a bit of healthy competition makes that sweet hole even more alluring and we can't wait to topple our opponents to get there in as few steps as possible (style points!). it's, yet again, all about sex.
gg; 9:16 am
Monday, March 03, 2008
whoa! only 3 days to go till melbourne! we don't have a place yet, so we'll be doing a lot of running around. we're probably gonna get a small apartment on the city fringe, somewhere on the train line to laverton, my future place d'emploi. weeeeee!
on a side note:
yesterday i was contemplating the appeal of golf, a sport that is very popular among men but not so much with women, which is weird, if you think about it. i mean, rugby isn't very popular with the ladies for obvious reasons: it's brutally aggressive, dirty and depends almost solely on physical strength and strategic manoeuvres; not very classically feminine qualities (which probably makes rugby players sexy in a very primordial way).
golf, on the other hand, is usually played in nice weather, in lovely, neat park surroundings. players wear clean, neat clothes, generally have to behave well (there are even rules!), don't shout. you need to/should be/appear rich and sophisticated. no particular physical strength is necessary, the power comes from the hip swing. concentration is much more valuable than strategy. and you get to walk at least 5 kms per game, work on those thighs and bum! but i only know about 2 women who enjoy golf, which is very few since most men i know (turbo golf included;) like hitting the greens at least somewhat.
so what IS up with that? and then it dawned on me. what are we doing but swinging our great long clubs with knobbly bits at the end from the hip in order to get small white things in a hole that's surrounded by plush, soft grass? a bit of healthy competition makes that sweet hole even more alluring and we can't wait to topple our opponents to get there in as few steps as possible (style points!). it's, yet again, all about sex.
gg; 9:16 am
whoa! only 3 days to go till melbourne! we don't have a place yet, so we'll be doing a lot of running around. we're probably gonna get a small apartment on the city fringe, somewhere on the train line to laverton, my future place d'emploi. weeeeee!
on a side note:
yesterday i was contemplating the appeal of golf, a sport that is very popular among men but not so much with women, which is weird, if you think about it. i mean, rugby isn't very popular with the ladies for obvious reasons: it's brutally aggressive, dirty and depends almost solely on physical strength and strategic manoeuvres; not very classically feminine qualities (which probably makes rugby players sexy in a very primordial way).
golf, on the other hand, is usually played in nice weather, in lovely, neat park surroundings. players wear clean, neat clothes, generally have to behave well (there are even rules!), don't shout. you need to/should be/appear rich and sophisticated. no particular physical strength is necessary, the power comes from the hip swing. concentration is much more valuable than strategy. and you get to walk at least 5 kms per game, work on those thighs and bum! but i only know about 2 women who enjoy golf, which is very few since most men i know (turbo golf included;) like hitting the greens at least somewhat.
so what IS up with that? and then it dawned on me. what are we doing but swinging our great long clubs with knobbly bits at the end from the hip in order to get small white things in a hole that's surrounded by plush, soft grass? a bit of healthy competition makes that sweet hole even more alluring and we can't wait to topple our opponents to get there in as few steps as possible (style points!). it's, yet again, all about sex.
gg; 9:16 am
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