Slowhand

The saying goes:

"If only I knew then what I know now. I'd be cleaning up."

This is completely cock-eyed. Now I'm noticing my maturity - mostly in this grey hair that appeared (apparently) overnight - I see it for what it is. Maturity is another word for justifying loss of adventurousness.

It breaks down like this. When you're young and wide-eyed, you:

+ understand women only at the fringe

+ have no fear if she's bad for you

+ don't care whether she's good for you

+ concern yourself only with starting something

Experience, actually bad experiences, are a proxy for maturity. But I now think that a more useful maturity is one that maintains a willingness to be unafraid and a knowing of where real dangers lie.

Call it having slow hands with quick feet.



Bottoms Up, Young Singles.

Friday Fluffer - Curling at the Winter Olympics

Summer Olympics have Beach Volleyball.

Winter Olympics have Women's Curling.

Enough said except to emphasize how hot the Canadian Women's Curling Team is. Pictured is Cheryl Bernard, resident of Calgary and the uberMilf of Curling.

I imagine Curling Training Camp consists of touching up one's Frenched Nails, shopping for body-hugging yoga pants and chardonnay lunch with salad.

If you think this is criticism, you're wrong.



Pic from here [link]

What I wanted to write was how I spent an hour and a half and two glasses of cabernet mesmerized by the entire sexy-mumsy nature of curling. Why is this spectacle of ripe women on their knees on ice not more widely lauded? But I didn't want to appear trivial.

From the Wikipedia entry on Cheryl:
Recently, Bernard was nicknamed "The Curlgar" by American sportswriter Bill Simmons.[link]
Good enough for me.

Friday Fluffer - Caged Heat

Although I cannot find the article online, I read recently about a woman falling in love with a man in prison. Unusual, to be sure, but not unheard of. Until you know their ages; she is 75, and he is 37. Crikey. That's odd enough in the non-incarcerated community, but when one party lives in the iron-bar motel...can we say 'screw loose'?

Which might not be the best expression if one's putative lover is doing porridge.

The big question is why anyone would fall for someone who is:

a) a criminal and

b) locked up.

But people do, and not just for non-violent felons. Serial killers like Jeffrey Dahmer and Ted Bundy attracted many women correspondents. Front and centre, those gals are fucked up.

How about we make a little money from this romantic backwater and set up a social network for folks looking for a little caged heat? Unfortunately, I'm too late. Here's Meet-an-Inmate, serving inmates and their free lovers since 1998. [link]


Also Jailbabes. [link]

Marry an older woman

According to the BBC*:

The proportion of brides in England and Wales marrying a younger man rose from 15% to 26% in the years from 1963 to 1998, it said.

The percentage of women marrying a man at least six years younger more than doubled in that time, from 3% to 7%.

The report concluded people were now marrying less for social status and more to fulfil "individual goals".

That's clear enough. In 35 years the proportion of Cougars successfully bagging a younger guy increased by 133%. Good for them. My question revolves around 'individual goals'. What individual goal is met by marrying a younger - or even much younger - man?

I have an idea. Individual goals include:

~ wanting a harder-bodied man than those in her age-group.

~ wanting a more malleable man than those in her age-group.

~ wanting a trophy.

~ wanting to show her virility (or should that be fertility?)

~ wanting someone to look after her in old age.

Remarkable. These reasons look to be exactly the same ones that attract men to younger women, with one exception.


Cougars Part One, Cougars Part Three, Cougars Part Four.


*The statistical study is here.