Fine, be rational and kind about the whole thing. :-P But yeah... no one stops George Clooney or Brad Pitt from playing weirdos and goofballs in spite of their man-beauty.

Let’s just say it’s a smell associated with happiness not horniness. ;)

I do! Haha small world. :)

Growing up with carpenters for a father and a grandfather, I looooooove the smell of sawdust. I don’t find it sexy at all (ew), but it does light up a lot of happy spots in my brain.

You don’t live in Roslindale, do you?

SAME, the only time I’ve had someone comment on my scent was this guy I have the worst crush on who hugged me and told me I “smell lovely” (this was a big deal for me guys). I love my coconut/Chanel No5 combo, but I’m not going to subject anyone to it unwillingly.

The nightshades (peppers, tomatoes, eggplants) supposedly cause inflammation. I had an acupuncturist recommend I avoid them because I have arthritis problems (I don’t avoid them... daily exercise has helped the arthritis a lot more).

I just like him because he’s hot.

This is a depressingly accurate metaphor.

I’m not sure how 52-pickup goes. Do the rules only apply to one player?

Don’t sweat; I was joking around. ;)

Oh right, ok. Fuck him then for not nominating a woman this time.

Maybe not even experience. It seems tactical... have some faith in the Pres. He’s playing poker, and he’s gotten pretty damn good at it.

My thoughts exactly. Like geez, it’s not like the guy has a track record for nominating only white dudes.

Monochromatic decorating is sooooooo my bag. I want to live here. That green room... SWOON.

I’d love to know the context of this response. What preceded this comment?

I lost track fairly recently. I don’t really care, but I learned recently some guys do.

Art school kids ftw! (I work at an art college and will continue to insist they’re the best kids ever.)

President Obama seems like such a good dude in general... I’d totally hang out with him and listen to some tunes and drink beer (the way people thought Bush would be fun for that even though he was dumb and drank shit beer and likely listened to garbage music).

I’m legit considering printing out a photo of Pres. Obama…

That’s it. I’m going. Dad was born in Oh Canada; getting in can’t be that difficult for me.