Well, if we can talk in generalities. I do find men say what they mean, but I don't run across many who say it all. I think that's why some women play the decoding thing.

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Isn't this the whole point of the He Just Isn't That Into You book that's going 'round?

Guess what I got her for Christmas?

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Guess what I got her for Christmas?

A lead bar in a sock?

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Well, if we can talk in generalities. I do find men say what they mean, but I don't run across many who say it all.

More/less so than women do?

I think women do overanalyze more than men do, but I'm not sure we have any more reason to.

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I was gonna say a bag of quarters, Hec. Robin, maybe the prizes for chutzpah aren't what they used to be. Damn it.ETA: He must like me a little...I threatened his life yesterday and we still talk. Hee! If ita wrote the commercials... Latte: $2

Sweet pastry: $2
Relationships that stand up under threats of physical violence:Priceless.

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My new hair can (kind of) be seen here. [link] Hopefully there'll be more when the people with the real cameras (as opposed to camera phones) get around to uploading.

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More/less so than women do?

I don't know. Probably just differently. I also think more women are, generally speaking, socialized to please. They say we smile more (which might explain why I've had people tell me to smile all my life, or ask me if I'm angry or upset, when I'm perfectly content).

I think women do overanalyze more than men do, but I'm not sure we have any more reason to.

If there is any truth that women relate differently than men, that might explain some of it. I suspect though, that if there is girl-speak, then the men that get girl speak probably have a huge cross-over section with the poor guys that are inexplicably usually pigeon-holed in the buddy role.

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I don't think women (as a whole) think relationships are more important than men (as a whole) do, but women I know tend to think relationships are more worth discussing and analyzing. It might also have to do with showing weakness--sharing doubts and revealing you don't know what the heck is going on is not a position of strength, so men may have those thoughts but not readily share them with friends.

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I don't think women (as a whole) think relationships are more important than men (as a whole) do

I realise that my disagreement with this statement is somehow engendered by hearing men complain about women and their attitudes towards relationships.

Certainly not because of any importance I ascribe them, because I've recently come to the realisation that I just plain don't get all of it.

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Gronk. I hurt all over. It took ten minutes to just be able to move this morning. No bruises from moshers, thankfully. Though that would have been fun to explain at work. "What the hell happened to you!" "Mosh pit at a punk rock show, no biggie."

Connie, glad you got to see the Idol. Was there any suggestion that he'd forgotten to be a lover?

No, unfortunately. Or fortunately. Being reduced to a melting pile of lustful goo in front of teenagers would have been disconcerting. The number of desperately panting teenyboppers, though, proves I probably wouldn't have been alone. No wonder the man looks so smug.

Let's see, he did two songs off the new album, "White Wedding", "Rebel Yell", "Ready Steady Go" and I think another I can't remember because I was fighting for my life at that point. To their credit, the surrounding punkers did look upset when I, who appeared to be an inoffensive Somebody's Mom, took that hit to the head.

It was interesting to pick out the people who were saying "fuck" to be rebellious and the ones who just say it. The rebels--including some on stage--would enunciate it a little bit more than everything else, and they'd be sure to use it alot. When I was in line at the gate, I shocked a cop who said they probably wouldn't let me take my camera in. I looked at him and said, "Well, fuck." I got the camera in, and the photo lab says they can get me a CD with digital copies. There are a couple of waist-up shots of shirtless Billy that I definitely hope come out.

Let's see, saw some very tall spikes, some mohawks. Lots of kids who think they're too pretty/tanned/immortal to worry about sun stroke. A couple of kids who were obviously desperate to be part of the group, because they had typical local short hair cuts, but they'd managed to slick up a row of tiny spikes from the hair at the top of their heads. Cute and defiant.

I'm not sure if my presence bothered anyone or if the kids were so disconcerted that they couldn't even process it. It was funny to hear, "Boy, there are a lot of old people here. They must be for Billy Idol." "Are you going to see him?" "Yeah, better see him now before he dies."

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