Two-fer!

December 6, 1996

Folks, it’s been one of those weeks. Among other things, I ran out of post-it notes, my computer crashed fourteen times, I didn’t even have time to dangle strange things out of my office window this week, and to top it all off I spent one afternoon getting a tooth drilled and filled which, no matter what drugs they load you up with, is never a pleasant experience. Right when I thought I was about to go completely insane, I got an e-mail with the subject "Remember Cancun?" I’ve never been to Cancun, but according to someone named Ivor Feldman, he and I had a really wild time down there a few years ago. If he wasn’t kidding about the amount of tequila I had that weekend, then it’s possible that my lack of memory is because of brain damage but…well, who would EVER forget having a friend with a name like Ivor? Especially one who claims to have been right there with me when I wrapped bar towels around my waist and danced for pesos on a cantina table. He said he still isn’t sure where I managed to find high heels in my size at four in the morning. No amount of brain damage would ever blot that out of my memory…or could it?

Anyway, once I recovered from my confusion, I suddenly felt a lot better. Ivor and his fantastic weekend were exactly what I needed–whether it really happened or not. A wise man once said, "When the going gets weird, the weird turn professional." Thanks to Ivor, I feel like I’m practically chairman of the board now. Although it was probably a mere case of misdirected e-mail, I couldn’t resist giving back to Ivor a little of what he’d given me. I wrote back, "Thanks for the pick-me-up, Ivor. How are Gretchen and the kids?"

Hey, it’s the least one professional could do for another. Enjoy this week’s two offerings.


In France, the young assistant pastors do not live in the main rectory. That is reserved for the Pastor and his housekeeper.

One day the pastor invited his new young assistant pastor to have dinner at the rectory. While being served, the young pastor noticed how shapely and lovely the housekeeper was and down deep in his heart he wondered if there was more between the pastor and the housekeeper.

After the meal was over, the middle-aged pastor assured the young priest that everything was purely professional…that she was the housekeeper and cook and that was that.

About a week later the housekeeper came to the pastor and said, "Father, ever since the new assistant came for dinner I have not been able to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don’t suppose he took it, do you?"

The Pastor said, "Well, I doubt it but I’ll write him a letter."

So he sat down and wrote, "Dear Father, I’m not saying you did take the gravy ladle and I’m not saying you did not take the gravy ladle. But the fact remains that it has been missing since you were here for dinner."

The young assistant received the letter, and he answered it as follows:

"Dear Father Pastor, I’m not saying that you do sleep with the housekeeper and I’m not saying that you do not sleep with the housekeeper. But I do know for sure that if you slept in your own bed you would find the gravy ladle."


A WOMAN’S 50 RULES FOR MEN

1. Call.
2. Don’t lie.
3. Never tape any of her body parts together.
4. If guys’ night out is going to be fun, invite the girls.
5. If guys’ night out is going to involve strippers, remember the zoo rules: No Petting.
6. The correct answer to "Do I look fat?" is never, ever "Yes."
7. Ditto for "Is she prettier than me?"
8. Victoria’s Secret is good. Frederick’s of Hollywood is bad.
9. Ordering for her is good. Telling her what she wants is bad.
10. Being attentive is good. Stalking is bad.
11. "Honey", "Darling", and "Sweetheart" are good. "Nag","Lardass", and "Bitch" are bad.
12. Talking is good. Shouting is bad. Slapping is a felony.
13. A grunt is seldom an acceptable answer to any question.
14. None of your ex-girlfriends were ever nicer, prettier, or better in bed.
15. Her cooking is excellent.
16. That isn’t an excuse for you to avoid cooking.
17. Dishsoap is your friend.
18. Hat does not equal shower, aftershave does not equal soap, and warm does not equal clean.
19. Buying her dinner does not equal foreplay.
20. Answering "Who was that on the phone?" with "Nobody" is never going to end that conversation.
21. Ditto for "Whose lipstick is this?"
22. Two words: clean socks.
23. Believe it or not, you’re probably not more attractive when you’re drunk.
24. Burping is not sexy.
25. You’re wrong.
26. You’re sorry.
27. She is probably less impressed by your discourse on your cool car than you think she is.
28. Ditto for your discourse on football.
29. Ditto for your ability to jump up and hit any awning in a single bound.
30. "Will you marry me?" is good. "Let’s shack up together" is bad.
31. Don’t assume PMS is the cause for every bad mood.
32. Don’t assume PMS doesn’t exist.
33. No means No. Yes means Yes. Silence could mean anything she feel like at that particular moment in time, and it could change without notice.
34. "But, we kiss…" is not justification for using her toothbrush. You don’t clean plaque with your tongue.
35. Never let her walk anywhere alone after 11 p.m.
36. Chivalry and feminism are NOT mutually exclusive.
37. Pick her up at the airport. Don’t whine about it, just do it.
38. If you want to break up with her, break up with her. Don’t act like a complete jerk until she does it for you.
39. Don’t tell her you love her if you don’t.
40. Tell her you love her if you do. Often.
41. Always, always suck up to her brother.
42. Think boxers.
43. Silk boxers.
44. Remember Valentine’s Day, and any cheesy "anniversary" she so-names.
45. Don’t try to change the way she dresses.
46. Her haircut is never bad.
47. Don’t let your friends pick on her.
48. Don’t bad-mouth her family/friends/job — even if she does.
49. Listen.
50. The rules are never fair. Accept this without question. The fact that she has to go through labor while you sit in the waiting room on your ass smoking cigars isn’t fair either, and it balances everything.

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