The only commonality in the guys I've been with is imdb entries for many of them. Nothing physical, and not really personality-wise either. They range from my height to 6'8, different races, and dramatically different builds and ages.
Saffron ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
My one ex had a definite type, but not specific enough to be creepy, I don't think. Looking at my history, no type.
I don't have that many exes to choose from, and none of them look alike.
My brother and I both married red-headed Irish Catholics, though.
My sister's type was college athletes over 6'. She was pretty good at it. But I think she's branching out now.
I know my type. Not happy with it. Which is why I'm contentedly single. Best for all.
So I spent 5 hours with friends, drinking wine, but keeping sober, and gods, I miss spending time with these folks. 3 kids, as much as I am a part of their lives, means we don't get grownup time. Working to fix that.
Arrived home, Anna and Brian out on Anna's porch, and me with uneaten cheese and pie.
So fed them gorgonzola and blueberry pie and am a little drunk at the moment. I love my neighbors.
Aaand the kid who introduced me to projectile vomiting (eta: as his babysitter), his sister posted his wedding photos (chinese) to fb.
I just have one ex, but the only commonalities I can find among guys at the 2 dates or more level are chest hair and smelling nice.
In a clear attempt to raise Matilda to a set of precepts implicit in Jilli's Gothic Charm School, we have followed Emmett's lecture on MCR, with JZ showing Matilda Labyrinth (aka, A Rock Star And His Codpiece.)
I guess I'm up next and need to read Jill Thompson's Scary Godmother to her.
Incidentally, for those of you following at home, the baby who played Toby in Labyrinth later went on to work at Henson's studios and then on to work with Peter Jackson on LoTR.
Well, to apprentice with them, at least.
Matilda's initial reaction was, "I don't want to watch this movie because it will be too scary. It's Mother's Day and you get to pick? Oh, fine. But if it's too scary, IT'S OVER."
When the goblins appeared, hovering and waiting eagerly for Sarah to say the right words to have her baby brother taken away: "I'M NOT WATCHING THIS MOVIE."
When David Bowie began to sing "Magic Dance," she leaped to her feet and started to dance, crying, "Go back to the beginning, Mommy! Dance with me! Watch my moves!"
Many of the guys I've been involved with tend toward a similar build (long & lean) but I wouldn't say they look alike in any other respect.