Non-Invitation to the Pants Party, Part II

Okay, so lesson learned today... I'm either amazingly hot (possible - hahaha) or just being nice makes people think I'm flirting. What the hell, guys??

I was driving down a main street today, coming home from an errand, and was about to stop at a light in front of a Dunkin Donuts. I stopped right before the DDs to let out a car that was coming out of the drive-thru because I've been stuck in that spot many times waiting to get onto the street. All I saw of the car/driver when I let them go was just the grille of the car.

The car pulled out into the lane a little bit and I made the standard "go ahead" hand wave with my usual smile and caught that the driver was a guy in his 30s or so. He gave me a huge grin back, which I assumed was just being grateful for getting out of that parking lot. I'm naive...

When the light turned green, he pulled out and then got into the lane next to where I was. No big, except that then he stayed right next to my car, despite that there was the equivalent of 5 car lengths of open spots in front of his car. There was not on my side, so I just ignored his car and didn't look over -- because hello, married! He stayed over there until the next light, when I turned off to the right and he honked and then thankfully kept going straight.

So, guys, what is the deal? Is being just polite and nice really seem as a form of flirting?

Who's Your Guilty Crush?

We all have crushes. There's the usual celeb ones that I make known -- Alexander Skarsgard as Mr. Eric Northman in "True Blood" (the man looks amazing both in and out of a great suit); David Boreanaz from first "Buffy" and then "Angel" and then "Bones", making leather coats look good and of course, great suits again. I'm seeing a trend here... "Every girl's crazy for a sharp-dressed man" (So freaking true).

Anyhoo, then there are those celeb crushes you keep secret. Well, until now. ;)

When I first saw a pic of Dog the Bounty Hunter, I thought "ick", and then I happened to catch an episode and well, that thought changed dramatically. Suddenly, seeing him chase after and catch the bad guys and being so damn tall and big, I thought dayum. Just dayum. The man is hot.

Let me tell you something you may not know -- I'm tall and not this petite little thing. Hell, I've been described as an Amazon a few times. I'll take it as a compliment because hello, Xena and Wonder Woman (two girl crushes, but that's another post). But, being tall, it's not usual for me to feel little at all. But when I see Dog the Bounty Hunter -- yeah, that guy would make me feel tiny to him in comparison, and that's pretty hot. Plus, he has a gun (and I'm usually quite anti-gun, so lord knows that's a weird thing for me to find hot), which means I'd feel safe around him. Never a bad thing.

So, I spilled. Who's your guilty crush?

RIP Robin Williams -- Depression is a Lying Bastard

Depression is a lying bastard.

It is.

If you're dealing with depression, or know someone who is, please re-read that first line as many times as you need to to let it sink in. Depression lies. It's insidious; it's evil; and it kills.

The news items are saying that Robin Williams dealt with depression for quite some time and that he committed suicide. Horrible. I can't even imagine feeling that low that you think killing yourself is the only way out. I just can't. Although I do understand that depression lies.

I've dealt with depression myself in the past --it brought it's close friend, anxiety, along for the ride. Awful, awful time and even though I know depression lies, everything just seemed horrible. Very glad to be past that thanks to getting out of the work situation I was in and through some therapy as well. Talking to friends/family who "got it" also did a world of good for me so I knew I wasn't alone in what felt like insanity.

If you're dealing with depression, please... Reach out. Talk to someone. Get some help. No one should have to feel that way.

Depression is a lying bastard.

Idris Elba's Bulge

For the photo, click here for the Eonline.com story.

Oh, Idris. You had to go and tell the world that was a mic wire, and not you pulling a spectacular Jon Hamm (and with that length in that pic, would have been over-Hamming Hamm...).

We were all quite enjoying the thought that that was all you and not a mic wire. Admit it -- it's not mic wire. Shhh, don't ruin this for us. ;)

Oh, IM Errors....

So, that just happened...

Was IMing with a female friend who also works at my same company who was sending links to pics of this very, very hot CrossFit guy (not a clue what his name is and she doesn't know him --just knows of him since he's known in that field). Anyhoo, she sent one where the guy was clean-shaven -- he typically has a caveman-like beard. And I wrote back to her with "Holy crow! Yum!". At least I thought I wrote back to her.

Yeah, no. I had sent "Holy crow! Yum!!" to another coworker.

On the plus side, this was also a female coworker, who is a work friend, and when I explained what that sentence out of nowhere meant (and I realize now I could have pawned if off as being about lunch or something, but that didn't even occur to me at the time) she of course also wanted to see the pics and I obliged.

Had this been ohhhh my new boss, that would have been far, far worse. But Gaah. Dammit, IM windows for making it so easy to IM the wrong person.