I think I find even Jack Klugman a little less disturbing.

He just seems a little too....Deliverance.

I have heard that too. The other person who is/was surprisingly hung (from what I've heard, not first hand experience) is Uncle Milty. He apparently whipped it out for one of the SNL writers b/c it had taken on mythological proportions. The writer was standing in the dressing room with Milton Berle with his (as he called it ) snake pulled out when Gilda Radner walked in...

(still enjoying the SNL book)

[Edited to fix typo]

How to make Monday better
 

Hit me baby one more time...your chance to punch Brittney Spears. punch Brittney Spears


And if you're in the mood - a very disturbing video about beavers and brocolli.


Early warning - either the site is running very slow today, or my server/anti-virus software is running like mud.we like beavers more than brocolli

Weekend stuff -- the Number
 

Once you're past a certain point, especially by comparison to the other person, does it really matter? If your potential is at 10, is there a difference between 25 and 100?

Weekend stuff -- the Number
 

No, no, no. I understand the concept of matching your lie to someone else's lie, but the best response is, "Sweetheart, in my mind it's just you. It's always been just you. You're the only one I've ever been with because you're the only one I have ever been able to give my heart to." Of course the person won't buy it, but they'll give you points for trying.

And PP: I don't know what my number is either, although I have a general idea. It is not something I would ever tell someone I wanted to not think about it every time we deposed each other. I tried to count it up a few years ago but then it got all confusing with what counts and what doesn't and with not recalling names, evenings, etc. Also, I'm not sure what's worse--knowing that your current SO has only been with one person but loved (or still loves, in some way shape or form) that person, or knowing that your SO was (is?) a slut who did not have emotional attachments pre-you.

Weekend stuff -- the Number
 

Guess that depends on the potential. Personally I think if the person goes crazy (or if he or she feels you have been with too many or too few people to be comfortable) then it is just as well to find out before it goes too far. Move on to someone else then.

Weekend stuff -- the Number
 

I think that the standard rule is Don't Ask/Don't Tell -- and this applies both to issues of quantity (numbers of partners) and quality (non-traditional positions, locales, props, etc.).

I mean, does one really want to know that The Love Of One's Life had 64 partners and used to play Partner and Associate ("I said to use Times Roman font for the draft prospectus! Now, drop your pants" WHACK "Owwww! I'm sorry, Ms. Rainmaker") with his ex-girlfriend?

Actual Fashion Question
 

Concur. Isn't it incredible that this needs to be spelled out?!? The last summer I was at a firm, it was abuzz with the sartorial missteps of one particular female summer associate. On more than one occasion, there was bare stomach involved and there was much hand-wringing over who was going to tell her that she was working as a summer associate, not a lifeguard. I can't remember how it was resolved, but I think someone did end up "speaking" with her (can't remember if it was a female partner, or her "summer buddy" -- also a female.)


Concur.

Must dissent. I have seen shoes (particularly this season) that have ankle straps and they are quite fetching and not at all suggestive of bondage (NTTAWWT, of course). Of course, it's kind of like pornography -- in that I know it [inappropriate footwear] when I see it -- but I cannot agree that "ankle strap" is an automatic deal killer.

Partial dissent on the flip-flop thing. Mules (which sometimes make a flip-flop sound, especially when stepping down a flight of stairs) can be a very professional summer look, and the occasional slapping sound should not disqualify an otherwise tasteful shoe from one's summer shoe wardrobe. In fact, I'm wearing a pair today, and must say, I look smashing, she said modestly. Then again, I'm not a summer associate, but still...

If I had to come up with a golden rule for summer associate wardrobe selection, it would have to be, "If you're questioning whether it's appropriate, it probably isn't." (This, of course, is useless for that apparently broad spectrum of [mostly] gals who seem to have no clue as to what is and is not appropriate, but then again, adages are a real bear to impart for that very reason -- one size never really fits all.)

Weekend stuff -- the Number
 

I think most people would say there is a huge difference between 25 and 100, just in terms of the self-respect/respect for others factor. (I mean, unless you are over a 100 yourself, you can't have had any sort of actual relationship with any one of the 100 partners, can you?) Unless you are a gay man, of course, and then all bets are off.

FWIW - I hate the numbers game, and I have absolutely no idea what mine is (The college years were a slutty prelude to my current staid serial monagamy). Therefore, when asked, my number is always 9. Not so few that the other person thinks you are too new at the game, and not likely to be significantly higher or lower than the person asking the question.

I believe he refers to it as "The Boy" and, when asked about it, said, "oh you haven't seen The Boy?" and whipped it out.

Weekend stuff -- the Number
 

This number thing is so stupid.

I'm not even sure why someone would care how many people you have slept with, so long as you're not going to give them something. Do you need the number because you are going to say - oh no, this girl has slept with 126* men, therefore she (i) has real self-esteem problems and probably really high-maintenance, (ii) has AIDS or something like that** (iii) may know more than I do about the art of love, (iv) may cheat on me - and therefore she's history. Or are you looking to say (v) woo hoo, I got me a nympho!!

Reason number (v) is the only acceptable reason for asking for someone's numbers.



*number pulled randomly out of hat
** If this is the answer you want, just ask the question more directly - i.e. do you have AIDS or something similar?

Weekend stuff -- the Number
 

I have a general idea, but I haven't really stopped to count.

From conversations I have had with female friends, most of us lie anyway. I think the general rule has been "it doesn't count if he didn't buy you dinner."

Austin(only intercourse counts)tatious

Weekend stuff
 

Here's an old joke for bilmore who's still not talking to me.

A man and a woman who have never met before find themselves assigned to the same sleeping room on a transcontinental train. After the initial embarrassment and uneasiness, they both go to sleep.

The man in the upper berth, and the woman in the lower berth. In the middle of the night the man leans over, wakes the woman and says, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm awfully cold and I was wondering if you could possibly reach over and get me another blanket?

The woman leans out and, with a glint in her eye says, "I have a better idea, just for tonight let's pretend that we are married." The man happily says, "OK. AWESOME!"

The woman says "GOOD..... Get your own fucking blanket."

Thurgreed(oh, bilmore. i miss you. where has the love gone?)Marshall

Weekend stuff -- the Number
 

Christ. Insert comment about Bush made (and retracted) by Dixie Chick.

Actual Fashion Question
 

Let me add to your most excellent list:

Dudes who wear shirts that don't fit properly, so there is "gapping" of the buttons, and, if that's not bad enough, no undershirt underneath -- eeew! Like what I want to see is some dude's pasty flabby gut in the flesh -- nast-o-rama.


(Seeing as I am without flaw and above reproach, I'm sure you will all agree that I am categorically qualified to point out the icky things others do...)