What would you rather look at? And can we philosophize about it?
A similar topic: Would you rather be beautiful or have a beautiful mate?
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January 11, 2008
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Have a beautiful mate who was so stupid she thought I was beautiful, too.
first two questions: here and this
third question: sure, if you prefer talking rather than doing
fourth question: I prefer to skip one hand clapping questions.
Nowhere.
Nothing.
That's all be can do about it.
I'd prefer we both be equally homely.
"Where would you rather be?"
This morning? I'd rather be reading a book in a coffee shop in a busy downtown, but me with nothing planned until noon. I'd prefer April, if we're granting wishes. (I mean the month.)
What would you rather look at?
April, I mean the girl, if she's pretty.
Would you rather be beautiful or have a beautiful mate?
One quite often entails the other. But by disinterested forces of nature, both DNA and time, my face and form make the question mere fantasy. Rather, I ponder Umberto Eco's recent work and, adding age and trousers rolled, dare to eat a peach, and just sit, and listen to the mermaids singing.
Or, as Chauncey Gardiner so enigmatically put it, I like to watch.
I need to see falling pigeon dung to make that shot fully dismal. I was a very pretty baby but grew out of it - the heft of my mate's purse is of equal importance to her physical attributes and appearance.
Elsewhere is a female fantasy. It solves all their problems, they think.
But they love their problems.
Guys are already elsewhere.
A cabin in the woods with a good size lake nearby. A place of beauty and quiet. A place where there ar good trails to walk and appreciate nature.
A place to watch and appreciate the changing seasons.
I would rather have both. How ever, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and is rather subjective.
Per your previous post on drinking- beauty is in the eye of the beerholder and the only difference between a fox and a dog is one more beer.
I could go on with this philosophy, but I will leave that to others.
Would you rather be beautiful or have a beautiful mate?
I’d rather have a beautiful mate because I like things exactly the way they are now!
If a plug like me had a beautiful mate, it would make me more mysterious... and from there you play up the Machiavellian Fear and Awe!
I dreamed I was making out with Jennifer Lopez last night. J-Lo and I just sucked faced on a bus in NYC, no sex. I had a magic newspaper which made everyone within three rows start making out. J-Lo was under my spell but she really appreciated that I was willing to make out with her. She liked me for me and is much better looking than I am as is my wife so I guess I'm secure enough to say I would rather have a beautiful mate.
Would you rather be beautiful or have a beautiful mate?
I'm really not overly concerned about my looks (the advantage I suppose of being 'happily middling' in appearance) and while my Bride's extreme vavavoomness certainly sparked the initial interaction it is her wondrous personality and character, both of which are safe from the deleterious effects of time, that is the true beauty. So, er, "neither" is my answer.
I would rather be inside a beautiful apartment within an eyesore of a neighborhood looking out upon a glowing city that is actually a total dump once you're actually inside it.
You're better positioned, view-wise. Not mentioned is odor-wise and there you win hands down.
I already have a beautiful wife, and I am very happy being remarkably ugly. It has served me well over the years When you have taken as many shots to kisser as I have; it gives you an undeserved reputation as a brawler so people think twice about beefing with you. The best place to be is at my corner bistro with a bottle of wine and a plate of cheese and olives and a bunch of friends sitting around so we can shoot the shit and relax and enjoy the day. Come and join me for some vino. Good times.
Trooper, I am clearly in the wrong city altogether.
That sounds heavenly, Trooper. Simply heavenly.
Pogo and Mr. Bingley come meet me at Casa Rosa at Court and Carroll. The wine is ready to be poured.
Once In A Lifetime, Talking Heads
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
Wife
And you may ask yourself-well…how did I get here?
perhaps more existentialist is Da Da Da I Don't Love You You Don't Love Me Aha Aha Aha by the German band Trio:
What you do and what you don't aha
What you will and what you won't aha
What you can and what you can't aha
This is what you've got to know?
Not necessarily their best (I'd go with Sunday You Need Love Monday Be Alone), but a fun song.
Mapquest tells me I'm but 4.11 miles and 13 minutes away, Trooper.
Sigh, to be able to skeedaddle...
Obviously it's better to have a beautiful mate that you can grind down to your own level of ugliness.
That was a bit dark, wasn't it?
Sorry, I've been thinking about "Sweeney Todd" and "Wozzeck".
Also, I just watched "The Good Ole Summertime" and it pains me to think Judy Garland was only 26 in that.
Isn't the point of being beautiful inherently having the ability to attract a beautiful mate, so if one already had a beautiful mate there would be no need or desire to be beautiful ...
Sign me up for "beautiful mate."
geeze, i'm gorgeous as all hell and my wife is the most beautiful woman i've ever met and certainly the best woman i've ever loved.
beauty is beauty. self proclaimed.
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