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So, NOT ONLY is he non-materialistic... (Are we sure he doesn't actually live in a cave... maybe I shouldn't ask that...) And in addition...
He apparently doesn't clean bathrooms either... except for special occasions, such as, moving across the country.
Nuke, you sure know how to sell yourself!!
Actually... I saw a nameplate on a house and thought of you--it said, "Jim's Man Cave." Mmm... I'm thinking... "Nuke Pooch's Lair 'O'Macho..." (or maybe nachos...) 
N
So, NOT ONLY is he non-materialistic... (Are we sure he doesn't actually live in a cave... maybe I shouldn't ask that...) And in addition...
He apparently doesn't clean bathrooms either... except for special occasions, such as, moving across the country.
Nuke, you sure know how to sell yourself!! Actually... I saw a nameplate on a house and thought of you--it said, "Jim's Man Cave." Mmm... I'm thinking... "Nuke Pooch's Lair 'O'Macho..." (or maybe nachos...)
He apparently doesn't clean bathrooms either... except for special occasions, such as, moving across the country.
Nuke, you sure know how to sell yourself!!
Actually... I saw a nameplate on a house and thought of you--it said, "Jim's Man Cave." Mmm... I'm thinking... "Nuke Pooch's Lair 'O'Macho..." (or maybe nachos...) I am non-materialistic...I'd much rather spend my money on good food, good times, and/or helping people in need than buy me something that I'll have to trip over for a couple years until I throw it out.
I haven't ever lived in a cave, although a part of me would like to try living in a yurt. (see pic below)
Not sure about 'selling myself', because almost every single salesman I've ever met was a liar. I just am what I am...
Mitchell: Popeye, now there was a great man. Do you know why?
Wiley: He never joined the Hairclub For Men?
[buzzer sound]
Mitchell: Wrong. Because his motto was: I am what I am. Do you think Popeye ever worried about what he wore just so he could get Olive Oil in the sack? I should say not, Dude. And do you know why?
Wiley: He was gay?
Mitchell: Because he is what he is.
(From the movie Airborne)
So...I am what I am...and I currently am liking the idea of the Lair O' Macho.
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This officially confirms my suspicion that most men will never actually "clean" a bathroom (throwing away your own Kleenex doesn't count) unless cold hard cash is involved... (the temptation of cash with which to pay for more manly things, like video games and tools, is just too great, apparently...) Scary thought.
N
This officially confirms my suspicion that most men will never actually "clean" a bathroom (throwing away your own Kleenex doesn't count) unless cold hard cash is involved... (the temptation of cash with which to pay for more manly things, like video games and tools, is just too great, apparently...) Scary thought.
I totally dig a man who cleans!!!
Sorry this is off-topic a bit, but I think I would classify myself as a semi-germophobe. My Mom has such a clean house that it borders on OCD. I just visited them recently and part of our agenda one day was dusting the floors--she has a special type of duster for each type of flooring (i.e., carpet, tile, wood, etc.) and a set time each week for each "stage" of cleaning--dust, vacuum, mop, etc. And those are just the floors.
One of my brothers would be exactly like her if he had the time--he yelled at me once for not sweeping all my hair off his bathroom floor when I came for a visit.
My other brother is the exact opposite--I went to check on him once in college--every inch of counter space was filled with something dirty, and he hadn't changed his cat box (two cats) in a month (or more). I couldn't stand it. Even though I was only there one night, I washed all his dishes, hosed down his counter, and (GULP) changed the cat litter (which was about as close to nuclear waste as you can get.)
Afterward, I promptly hosed down my feet and ankles with Lysol (it was THAT bad), then washed again with soap and water as hot as I could stand (twice).
I consider myself to be somewhere comfortably in the middle... I like to have things clean, organized, and yes, sanitary (as you can tell, I have a penchant for Lysol,) but they don't have to be absolutely sterile. (You could seriously perform major surgery on my Mom's kitchen counter... and her toilets are probably cleaner than most restaurant sinks--she cleans them 2-3 times a week, again, with special tools, cleansers, and accessories for each "stage" of cleaning.)
I guess this will loop around to being back on-topic after all--one plus about being single is not having to clean up after anyone (or be yelled at if I have any strands of hair on the floor.)
Sorry this is off-topic a bit, but I think I would classify myself as a semi-germophobe. My Mom has such a clean house that it borders on OCD. I just visited them recently and part of our agenda one day was dusting the floors--she has a special type of duster for each type of flooring (i.e., carpet, tile, wood, etc.) and a set time each week for each "stage" of cleaning--dust, vacuum, mop, etc. And those are just the floors.
One of my brothers would be exactly like her if he had the time--he yelled at me once for not sweeping all my hair off his bathroom floor when I came for a visit.
My other brother is the exact opposite--I went to check on him once in college--every inch of counter space was filled with something dirty, and he hadn't changed his cat box (two cats) in a month (or more). I couldn't stand it. Even though I was only there one night, I washed all his dishes, hosed down his counter, and (GULP) changed the cat litter (which was about as close to nuclear waste as you can get.)
Afterward, I promptly hosed down my feet and ankles with Lysol (it was THAT bad), then washed again with soap and water as hot as I could stand (twice).
I consider myself to be somewhere comfortably in the middle... I like to have things clean, organized, and yes, sanitary (as you can tell, I have a penchant for Lysol,) but they don't have to be absolutely sterile. (You could seriously perform major surgery on my Mom's kitchen counter... and her toilets are probably cleaner than most restaurant sinks--she cleans them 2-3 times a week, again, with special tools, cleansers, and accessories for each "stage" of cleaning.)
I guess this will loop around to being back on-topic after all--one plus about being single is not having to clean up after anyone (or be yelled at if I have any strands of hair on the floor.)
T
Warning - the following is a venting session. If you don't like when others vent or when someone else is having a bad day please do not read.
I think what I despise about being single is doing everything by yourself. Yes there is the loneliness factor but the actual physical daily life tasks that take a lot of time and energy that you have to do alone like running errands, all the chores in the house, and everything falling on you financially as well.
Men and women are supposed to help each other and I feel like I have no help. You know that song by the Museum "My Help Comes From the Lord" thats a nice song and everything but God has never cleaned my bathroom.
I understand that God gives us the strength and power to do certain things but lately I have been feeling so depleted.
I was out of town this past weekend and my Mom and Sister said they woul check in on the dogs. Well I get back home at about 11:15 last night and
when I pulled into the garage I could smell it. There was urine and poop everywhere. I went to the bathroom and it smelled like a zoo. The door and wall was scratched up and covered in muck from the foster dog which my Mom had locked in the barthroom. (Not to mention I just renovated the bathroom in February, now I must paint again) She said she only had her in there for a few hours but it looked like she had her in there overnight. So I cleaned for about 2 hours, yes this is after traveling for about 7 hours.
When I woke up this morning some of the rooms still smelled pretty bad, so I am gonna clean again tonight. But Also the little foster dog is sick. I don't know if she got into something or it's just her nerves from being locked in the bathroom, but she has extremely bloody diarreah and is just sitting there shaking like she's traumatizd. I feel so bad for her because this is the dog I am supposed to be rehabilitating, training and getting ready for adoption. All the hard work and gains we made have been undone. So today I have to leave work at lunch time to meet the Rescue Group organizer and she is going to take her to the vet.
So this is just one situation I have where there is no one to help me. I didn't have any one to help me watch the dogs properly, Didnt have any one to help me clean, dont have any one to take the dog to the rescue lady, dont have anyone to re parint the bathroom, dont have anyone tohelp me pay for all the expenses either.
Life isn't about ME ME ME and I don't want it to be, but its certainly ME ME ME who has to do everything.
I think what I despise about being single is doing everything by yourself. Yes there is the loneliness factor but the actual physical daily life tasks that take a lot of time and energy that you have to do alone like running errands, all the chores in the house, and everything falling on you financially as well.
Men and women are supposed to help each other and I feel like I have no help. You know that song by the Museum "My Help Comes From the Lord" thats a nice song and everything but God has never cleaned my bathroom.
I understand that God gives us the strength and power to do certain things but lately I have been feeling so depleted.
I was out of town this past weekend and my Mom and Sister said they woul check in on the dogs. Well I get back home at about 11:15 last night and
when I pulled into the garage I could smell it. There was urine and poop everywhere. I went to the bathroom and it smelled like a zoo. The door and wall was scratched up and covered in muck from the foster dog which my Mom had locked in the barthroom. (Not to mention I just renovated the bathroom in February, now I must paint again) She said she only had her in there for a few hours but it looked like she had her in there overnight. So I cleaned for about 2 hours, yes this is after traveling for about 7 hours.
When I woke up this morning some of the rooms still smelled pretty bad, so I am gonna clean again tonight. But Also the little foster dog is sick. I don't know if she got into something or it's just her nerves from being locked in the bathroom, but she has extremely bloody diarreah and is just sitting there shaking like she's traumatizd. I feel so bad for her because this is the dog I am supposed to be rehabilitating, training and getting ready for adoption. All the hard work and gains we made have been undone. So today I have to leave work at lunch time to meet the Rescue Group organizer and she is going to take her to the vet.
So this is just one situation I have where there is no one to help me. I didn't have any one to help me watch the dogs properly, Didnt have any one to help me clean, dont have any one to take the dog to the rescue lady, dont have anyone to re parint the bathroom, dont have anyone tohelp me pay for all the expenses either.
Life isn't about ME ME ME and I don't want it to be, but its certainly ME ME ME who has to do everything.
J
While alone time is great and I'm okay with not being in a relationship right now..there are those moments in life that just don't seem complete unless they are shared with someone special. Once you've known that, it's a tough thing to live without.
P.S. I'm one of those wierdos who loves to clean and I don't like anyone in my way while I'm doing it..just my music cranked as loudly as possible.
P.S. I'm one of those wierdos who loves to clean and I don't like anyone in my way while I'm doing it..just my music cranked as loudly as possible.
T
I totally understand. So I don't wanna get political or anything cause I'm not a political person, but on the last Presidential Election Night, as millions watched the results come in, I was sitting alone. No matter what you think of our Pres. you have to admit that was a historical event as the first Black President was elected. So as the votes poured in I was all alone. As many screamed and yelled on TV and others cried in dismay, I just kind of set there thinking "this is one of those times that would be better shared with a family, especially children cause its a great teachable moment."