February 11, 2005

Gender envy

I'm at work. Shhh! Don't tell them I'm blogging!

Anyway, has anyone noticed that lately Claire's blog has turned into the Oprah Winfrey show? I don't mean this as an insult or that the quality has degraded in any way or anything, just that it seems to have a big old 'sisters are doing it for themselves' feel going for it recently. She tends to write something along the lines of "Men, what's with them?" , or "I'm having these feelings" and then the "you go girl, uh-uh, oh no he didn't" comments pour in from all over the place. It's like Fried Green Tomatoes in blog form. And there's nothing wrong with this. It is of course all good and pretty entertaining to read.

The trouble is we don't have the equivalent bloke's version on the circuit. It's hardly fair. Where's our male sense of supportive community? I'd look to Dave, self-promoted N.Z small town 'man's man' for this, but lately his thesis seems to have driven his blogging a touch, er, how shall we say, insane. So since I feel we're missing an opportunity to band together on a blog and pool our collective manliness (so to speak), I submit for your discussion, and accompanied by Tim Allen's grunting noise from Home Improvement:

1. Girls. What's with them?
2. Televised sport. Could it be better?
3. You have to admit, big trucks are pretty cool, aren't they? Also bulldozers. And tanks.
4. Emotions! Huah! (Good God, y'all.) What are they good for?
5. Beer - it kicks arse.
6. Kicking arse - it kicks arse.
7. Which are better, War movies, or Non-War-Related-Action Movies?
8. Computer games are a social activity, goddamnit.
9. And finally, is it a better option to:

A) sit down with your girlfriend and talk about your feelings; or
B) enlist in the French Foreign Legion?

Similarly, is it better to answer the question 'do I look fat in this?', or to stab yourself to death with a fork?

Right. And after talking about that we can then go drive in our Holdens to a paddock we just built a fence around and play rugby in it, and then get drunk. Or something.

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