Sometimes you just can't put it into words. And you did throw my name out there, so maybe this will get me some brownie points: -)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-Xl17B-Z0A

Ok, I'll bite!

We talked about the stupid ways men would comment on our bodies being strong (legs like trees - I almost peed my pants!)....

My husband told me when we were dating that he loved my muscles - he said it was like an iron fist wrapped in a velvet glove. I loved it and thought it was a super cool image. I guess it is a boxing reference of some kind, but I still think it is cool.

He also told me last night that he admires my training regimen because of the dedication, motivation, and desire it takes.

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You married well :) I love that description, great visual.

I think some of the Womens might be a little hesitant to post the good things because it might be hard to list these things without it seeming "braggy". I hope the Womens know that we are beyond that here in this forum, so please feel free to celebrate the good things that guys have said to you too. There are good ones;)

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As some of you know, I've been working on my pulls and pushes. I usually do this at a gym that has a fairly mixed-age group population. I work in a university town, and I swim at the university pool, but I usually avoid that weight room because I hate trying to lift around a bunch of college-aged meat heads. Over the break, however, it was pretty dead at the university gym, so I decided to lift there. There were still a bunch of meat heads in the weight room, but whatever, I had a workout to do.

There were five guys in the vicinity of the pull bar I used. They were doing their loud smack-talking to each other and what I like to call the "puffy bird" (you know, chest out, walking around, doing a lot of I'm a big tough guy, but not a whole lotta lifting). As I did my set they got dead quiet, and when I got done (I was only able to do 7 pulls that set) one said, "Wow" and another one said "That was awesome." That was pretty nice of them.

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I had a guy..... who I am sure will read this post, say what is now one of the best compliments I have ever received.

You have great shoulders and a sexy body. Swimmers shoulders and cyclist legs, you look good.

Because, hells-to-the-yes, that's a hot body! Oh, he's a good boy :)

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He is one great guy!

Every morning, the front-desk security guy at work always greets me with a big smile and says, "You look nice today!"

I can be in the worse mood and he puts a smile on my face.


Hey! luckytotri, I appreciate your effort to get more Womens to post. May I also suggest that the Mens need to post a pic before contributing to this site. ;)

A pic would be an excellent requirement!

I've seen a few new handles pop up lately, so it seems some of the Womens are posting more. It's nice. I kept watching the Womens, hoping there would be more posting, but sometimes there would be loooong stretches and nothing :/ It's winter Womens, you can't be training that hard yet ;)

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I'm so incredibly lucky (though he drives me INSANE regularly; it's not a far trip) that my guy complements me constantly. I'll keep my ears open tonight and tomorrow and try to remember some.

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Years ago when I lived in the city I'd often see this older couple out walking together when I was running early in the morning. They looked about 80 and he always wore this captain's cap so my secret nickname for them was Captain and Tennille. One morning I ran by and heard the wife yell behind me, "Is she cute, he says!" It still makes me smile and is probably the nicest compliment I've gotten from a man. I don't get a lot of compliments ;)

Your contributions are noticed and appreciated. Have a great night, Lady!

Happened on a MTB ride with my husband - on a moderately techy section of trail, we met two guys. They got out of the way, but stopped to watch us ride through. Hubby made it look easy. After I also rode it (not as neatly) one of them said "Wow, that chick is badass - she just rode that rock thingy!"

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A special friend of mine, who dug so deep for a 10-hour finish (and personal best) at IMC this year, told me a few weeks later that he got all emotional thinking of me that day, and how hard I was working as I finished the same race in 16:42. I'd argue that I was a slowpoke compared to the top AG'ers but he said he was so proud of me and that I worked harder than him that day. So sweet!

That is a good man.

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My pics are in my profile which, by the way, I feel should be required (I know, kind of off topic).

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You're Womens Approved! :)

I can hardly remember what he said, but I think I fell in love with my guy as he heckled me in for the last 2km of a HIM this past summer. He was riding alongside me on his bike, I was desperately trying to pull it together for the last haul, and to this day he swears he had no idea how much I was struggling.

He also enjoys my winter weight as much as my end of season legs, so that's nice.

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Text messaging has turned my husband into a little 'love note text' writer.
It's the nicest thing. If I had known I would have gotten us smarphones ages ago.

He sounds great :)

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My husband is really good about that too. It took us a couple of years to figure out sexting, which I'm also a big fan of;)

Some guy, I can't remember who, said that he has his phone set up to send texts to his girlfriend automatically to keep her happy so he doesn't have to think about it, or something like that. That made me very sad for her :/

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I used to work out with a body builder and one day at the gym a few guys were teasing him about "working out with a chick". He turned around told them to STFU as I could squat more than them and I didn't moan about putting plates back. I laughed and every time I see some chicken leg guy peacocking around the gym, I think of this and laugh.

My husband always thanks me for cooking dinner. It's a small thing but nice to hear. More so as I hate cooking.

My fiance makes me an egg sandwich with peanut butter every morning (try it - so good!). He wraps it up in foil and writes on it with a sharpee - it either says "Love you!" or "Love you beautiful!" with a smiley face and tongue sticking out.

That is sweet.
My husband and kids love the pb + egg. He makes a hardboiled egg, makes a mash with the pb + yolk and then serves it deviled egg style to them for breakfast. It makes me want to gag, but I've had a pb aversion since my first pregnancy :/

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This one made my morning last season (hello all & nice to meet you btw)..

Was out for my regular pre-breakfast 50k and being well into the training season was feeling pretty strong - I can tell when I'm getting fitter when I start to get the blokes hanging off my wheel instead of the other way around :-) On this particular morning the fast bunch had passed me but I'd picked up a few stragglers off the back and one bloke was steady on my wheel for about the last 5k.

Pulled up at the last set of lights and he drew level saying, "Gee, you're nice to ride behind - really smooth and steady - lovely style". What could I say except "That's the nicest thing someone's said to me all morning!" Think it had just gone 6:45am but still..

Had the biggest cheesy grin on my face all day!!

Guy point of view. "Damned if I do, Damned if I don't". So either way we are probably going to be wrong.

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"So either way we are probably going to be wrong."

Heard a comedian on CBC radio not long ago talking about how according to women, men are always wrong. He cited this joke - If a man is alone in the forest and talking to himself is he still wrong? LOL!!

Really? I don't think that's what we're talking about here--not to tell you you're wrong or anything;) Now if you had posted this on the "dumb shit guys say thread" that would be different.

I think these posts about nice things are just that, nice.

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That is a pretty nice compliment. At first I thought he was going to say something about your ass;)

Nice to meet you too :)

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Back in October, I was volunteering at the finish line of a 70.3. I was pulling timing chips, so I was frequently squatting and bending over to rip them off the tired finishers. While we were waiting for the final finisher or two a finish line photographer walks up to me, high fives me and says, "I just wanted to tell you, you have great legs!" It put a smile on my face for the rest of the evening.

Since I posted about the dumb thing that a guy said to me after he ran a block to catch up with me, I should also post the nice thing my co-worker said when I got back...

So the gist of the other story was that a guy jogged a block to catch me as I was walking downtown and then said something dumb... I got back to the office with my takeout lunch, and was sitting in the lunchroom with my co-workers and telling them the story. I said "I can't believe a guy would run a block to talk to me" and my co-worker (a guy) blurts out "Have you seen you?!?" Then he got all embarrassed, but it was really sweet.

The other nice thing I remember was said to me while my husband and I were walking down the beach in Mexico on our honeymoon. A little boy (maybe 7 years old) runs up to me and says "You pretty! Gimme dollar!" My husband still says that to me sometimes (usually when he's looking for cash!) Oh, and I was just in a bikini so I didn't have a dollar for the little boy.

That is very sweet. Poor guy was probably kicking himself for his confession :)

I loved that story in the "dumb shit" thread, btw! My wedding band fell off at work this summer, and I had my earphones in and didn't hear it fall and didn't realize it was gone until I went to wash my hands. I looked all over for it, sent out an email to the department, talked to the janitors, everything, no ring. I haven't gotten it replaced yet, but I need to. Not wearing one causes all sorts of problems;) Married guys, OTOH, often don't wear rings. I wonder if they have the same problems...maybe they just don't think of those things as "problems"?

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Today at yoga there was a new guy in class, and after class he said, "Your arms are incredible. Did you get arms like that from yoga?" My instructor (also a guy) was within ear shot and heard the guys comment. He winked at me, turned to the guy and said "Yes, just from yoga." We all laughed. It was pretty funny, and it was definitely nice. It was especially nice to hear after a very humbling, challenging class. Anybody who says yoga isn't hard enough isn't in the right damn class.

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I was in the library cafe this fall and a guy sitting at a nearby table kept ogling me. I did not like it, so I shot him a nasty look and moved to a different spot. That evening, I told my then-boyfriend about it over the phone. He laughed and said "I spent all summer ogling you." Since we'd been dating for a good part of the summer, it made me laugh...

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I hear you! I've had the comment a few times - 'you look really cut, you must go to the gym a lot' - 'No, I never go to the gym'. 'Then how do you get arms like that?'. 'I do yoga. Oh, and I ride my bike a lot. And I swim a bit'. 'Yoga?'.... Show them what a side plank is and they start to get it.. :-)

I got divorced a number of years ago and I'm now in my early 50's. The last years of my marriage were horrible. Anyway, I'm with someone else now and we have had 6 (so far) happy years together. He calls me "My lovely" and every time I hear him say it, I swoon a bit. Hooray for second chances at love and life!

That would belong in the "Back Door Brag" thread, wouldn't it?

We've already exempted all posts here from that possibility; see my second post in this thread. If we're going to give guys props for nice things we heard, they're generally going to be nice things that were said to us, about us.

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kimbie,
I feel that way every time I get a smacker from my sweetie! Sometimes actions speak louder than words (so maybe this should be the ...and nice shit guys do thread). And I'm happy for you that you got that second chance.

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Yes, Kimbie, that definitely made me smile. Divorces are brutal. Always good to hear aobut a happy ending after slogging through a divorce.
I think we should definitely include actions too. I usually prefer them more to words anyway.

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Wednesdays are my long days--8 hours of driving plus a long day of meetings and desk work. Tonight I walked in the door to this lovely layout and the sound of my husband reading Island of the Blue Dolphins to our three kids. Beautiful. He'd even changed the sheets and made the bed. I think one of the best feelings in the world is getting into a bed made with fresh sheets right after a shower--so delicious. If I had unlimited income, that would be a daily splurge, and he knows that. So nice.

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"Do you know if they carry digestive enzymes in this aisle?"

So completely AWESOME! You deserve an award!

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My BF encouraging me when I'm having a tough time on a bike ride or run (or learning to surf or mountain bike) always makes me smile.

I am used to getting random stares while I'm lifting at the gym, not because I'm that attractive but because for some reason there are usually very few women in the weight room. While I was walking out to the parking lot one day, an older gentleman (lots of retirees at that gym) asked me if I was a personal trainer. I said "no, why?" I expected some dirty old man comment back, but he said "I was watching you lift and your form is perfect. I rarely see that in the weight room."

IMC '09. On the run. Paulo and Khai heckling me - now I've known them a long time these two. Not so secret ST-style love affair between me & Paulo haha a few years prior... anywhoo, I see these two in their orange shirts, and come over to give them both hugs. Trot off on my run. Later, Khai tells me Paulo turned to him after I left and said "and she even smells nice..."

I have many more but that one is safe for all readers :P

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Love it ;)

STstyle love affair? Whatever do you mean ? ;)

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My son is dating a girl and when he was describing her to me he said the first thing that caught his eye is that "she smiles with her whole face" and sure enough when he sent me a picture that is exactly what she does. Big smile, her cheeks go up and her eyes close, perfect description! I thought that was a nice thing for a guy to say even if it is my son.

That is lovely. Sounds like you've raised a nice man. Kudos.

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He he..... : )

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mUYRRGIHCqA

French men often overestimate their capabilities.

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There is something to be said for a guy who knows I've gained at least 10lbs this winter, (and who actually now weighs slightly less than me) but who tells me I look fantastic in everything I wear. (Even in my ugliest 1980's-era cardigan!)

My husband actually prefers me with my winter insulation, and not just because I lose some of my boobs during race season.

Cheers!

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"You're welcome."

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Whoa...Duff, do I need to add mind reading to your long list of talents? Dude, get outta my head.

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What some see as clairvoyance is really just empathy.

My sister says she's psychic, but she lack empathy. And when I hear her thoughts they betray self doubt.

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Empathy, hmm. Is that what it is?

Duffy, I can barely bring myself to ask this for fear of your answer, but, do you, uh, play golf?

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I have my own set of clubs and I play every now and then. I used to play more but it just takes too much time. I pretty much only play with my son at a 9 hole par 3 course.

I've become much better at the game since I stopped caring.

My brother is a teaching pro, so golf was just "given" to me.

Why do you ask?

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Because I read your golf club/handle bar post. I was surprised by that. I wouldn't have guessed that you are a golfer.

I hate golf.

Golf? Acting? What else would surprise me?

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I'm not "a golfer". Like I said, my brother is a pro and has been an avid golfer since he was about 12 or 13. We shared a room growing up so I have been exposed to golf since I was 9-10 yo. I just sort of absorbed it.

In my early 30s I tried (for a bit) to get "good" at it and became frustrated with the game and stopped playing. Since around 2005 or so I've played maybe 5 times on a real course.

As for playing with my son, that's all him. He had a swim meet at a local country club and was curious about the "golfing field" and said he wanted to try it. So I took him and he likes it. We go occasionally and hack the place up.

My brother hates that I don't take it seriously. He says I could be real good if I tried. I just like going out and spending time with loved ones while doing an activity. It could be frisbee or golf or whatever.

PS: I haven't acted in years. Again, it takes too much time (and it's too hard on me mentally).

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A recovering golfer then? Haha, ok. And "golfing field" is awesome, btw.

I'm sure your brother is right. You're probably very good at anything that gets your time and energy.

Golf and acting take too much time? I'm glad you found something less time consuming, like IM training;)

Acting is too hard on you mentally? Could you say more about that?

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"And "golfing field" is awesome, btw."

That's what I call it now.

"Acting is too hard on you mentally? Could you say more about that?"

I'm not any good if I don't go all in. When you dig deep sometimes you find treasures and sometimes you find decomposed corpses.

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Ah yes, kindred spirit, it is that all in compulsion that brings us the highest highs and the lowest lows.

And I wouldn't want it any other way.

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I thought I hated golf until I went to the driving range with my husband (who has been golfing since he was a kid - it's his parents only form of recreation); it can be tricky to pick up, but enjoyable. The driving range itself can be a great stress reliever - smashing a ball 150m or so makes me grin.

I don't play often due to the time commitment and expense (jeez, it'll only cost me $10 in lattes to go ride my bike all day with my husband!) and I play more "whack fuck" than actual golf, but it's nice to swing some clubs in what's essentially a big park on a sunny day with someone I love. Hell, I even figured out how to golf 1-handed after breaking my wrist just before going to visit my in-laws last year: I shot 78 for 9 holes (a little more than double par for the course), but had a hoot!

It used to be even more fun when I'd have a few drinks - a golf course is the only place you're allowed to drink and drive (carts)!

Cheers!

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The game itself is fine, sort of :) Though I think the pace of walking 18 holes on a hot day is just slow enough to be exhausting in the weirdest of ways. I played on my high school team my freshman year. I love the term "whack fuck"--that's brilliant. The driving range is totally meditative. I can dig that too, though I haven't done that in 10 years. And I rarely played without a couple of drinks on board--not because I had to get sauced, but just because I played better when I was more relaxed.

I hate golf because of the douchebags who play golf (Duffy, I'm sure your brother is an exception). I hate how elitist it is (yes, I realize I'm on a tri forum;)). I hate what it does to the environment. Every time I go visit my mom in Phoenix, I want to cry looking at the green golf courses (and people, and cars, and buildings, and pollution, and ...) and thinking about the Colorado River.

My mom and dad (divorced) each play a ton of golf. A ton. It ended up just being a complete turn-off. My Dad, for example, is currently on a three week golf trip in New Zealand with his buddies (not as big of a deal for him, as he lives in Australia). This will be one of four or five trips he does like this a year, and it just kind of baffles me. To each their own, but when I see them--out of shape, driving around in carts, on totally artificial environments, which are only maintained that way with lots of embodied energy and chemicals, in some of the coolest freakin places in the world (and, in my opinion, not seeing much, if any of the cool stuff), I just don't get it.

I'm very impressed that you played one-handed. Some combo of best ball, fun people and a one handed playing requirement, might, might, be enough to get me to play;).

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I'm lucky enough not to have dealt with any douchebaggery on the course, and in my area our golf courses are pretty low-impact. I like the challenge of it - it's a really bloody hard skill to master, like darts - and the laid-back strolling around on a lovely day. We're always sure to let others play through, because Tanker and I are just out there for laughs. Fun company is definitely a requirement! If it was just me, I'd probably go trail running or hiking instead.

Cheers!

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Me too. Just not necessarily relating to golf.

I used to be completely tanked by the end of 18. I don't drink anymore. Definitely play better sober. A little herb can help.

He's a pretty humble guy, about as low key as one can be at 6'4 and 245lbs.. I know they type you're talking about, though. Kind of depends on where you play. At the little par 3 the boy and I play it cost $12 for the both of us, we hardly even see other people and the others we do see are the tshirt and tennis shoe crowd. It's a decidedly unserious place. Other places I play (when my cousin comes to town he always wants to play) are more, uh, golfy and you can get paired up with some real dicks (my cousin is kind of a dick to others, but he knows not to piss me off so he's cool with me).

When my brother comes to town we sometimes play at one of the local country clubs, and depending on which one, it can get real stuffy (it's always twosomes though).

One time me and a friend were paired up with a couple of jerkoffs and we proceeded to irritate the shit out of them (without them realizing we were doing it on purpose). It was hilarious. By the 16th hole it almost went to blows. One these guys had a thick NY accent and when I mentioned that my family was from the east coast and asked where he was from he said "I'm from east Montecito". Fat fuck.

I really think that golf has its place in 1st world society. I look at it as more of social construct than a sport. When I go with my son I teach him etiquette, and that's it. Wait your turn. Don't walk in front of shots. Be quiet. Count every stroke. He likes the rules part of it and those rules allow us to play with strangers at any course in the world without conflict. For me, golf has very little to do with putting a ball into a hole.

I hear what you're saying about golf courses being a scar on the planet, but it's certainly better than a mall or Home Depot or a parking lot. BTW, I do some environmental compliance work for a few courses and they are users of some nasty shit.

I think you need to go down to your local golfing field and play nine holes. Count every stroke. And realize that the more times you hit the ball the more golf you're getting for the fees you paid.

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It has been a long time since I've tried my hand at whack fuck.

And there is a course near by that's called "High Point." It's definitely a t-shirt and tennis shoes kind of place. And you definitely want to stay on the fairway, or you're going to have to deal with cow pies and barbed wire. My girls would probably love it. They have clubs they've never used.

$12 for both of you in California? That doesn't seem possible.

The whole irritating the shit out of them without them realizing you were doing it on purpose thing? Awesome. I think I did that the last five times I played golf, but only because I was playing with complete dickheads. It really became a game. I had to keep buying my mom drinks because she knew what I was doing, and she was ready to kill me.

I always assumed your family was from California. Where are they from?

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East Irvington, NY.

I'm CA born and raised. Other than an uncle/cousins in San Diego all my relatives are in NY.

It's $12 for me and the kid gets a head nod.

The local 18 hole city course is only $28 for residents.

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Well Duffy at least you get out and play and enjoy your time with your kid. My ex (note: EX) boyfriend loved the game. LOVED it. He would spend all day watching it, scanning all the sites for stats and stories on his favourite players and talk golf, golf, golf if I let him. Did he play it? Uh, why would he want to do that? It would mean being outside and walking and maybe getting exercise and being sociable. I didn't like the game much before I met him and I hated it when I finally gave him the heave-ho! (The crappy set of garage sale clubs he bought me followed closely behind).

The only link to the "nice shit that guys say" part of this thread is that he didn't argue when I broke up with him, and then I was free to move on with my life and do a couple of IM's. Being on a 5-hour solo ride was more fun than listening to some fat asshole yak endlessly about golf stats... :-))))

That just seems really odd. Of all the sports to be fanatical about, yet not actually play, golf has got to be the worst.

I'm no fan of any sport in that I don't have TV and I don't really "care" how many xxxx some athlete did last season.

I like to play.

Like I said earlier, golf was "given to me" and I occasionally play with my son because he likes it. Sometimes we go to the skate park. They're both pretty much the same experience. We talk more on the golfing field than at the skate park though.

Sorry you had a fat asshole bf that chose a really boring "sport" to be obsessed with. I don't think I could tolerate being around any kind of nonparticipating sports fan of any kind for more than a day.

I'm trying to think of something nice to say for the sake of this thread. How about this... (I'm sitting here quietly listening to you)...

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East Irvington?

My first roomate at boarding school was from Irvington. We ended up, or started out, there many a weekend. Can't say I remember it very well, but it was fun. Seemed nice.

I do remember being convinced one night at dinner with her parrents that I was getting splinters from a fork. We really shouldn't have been trying to eat. What up Vannessa S!

Funny, she lives in California now.

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I added a little story about the same moron in the "Dumb shit..." forum. I try not to think about the time I wasted on that relationship...

And, you said you were listening...that's always a nice thing for a guy to say to a gal. A much better male friend tells me that he just has "Dreamweaver" playing in the background of his mind when I start getting warmed up to a topic. For some reason that doesn't offend me. Probably because he's not some fat ahole obsessing about golf...