okay, so today i must be on a roll.. after my ramblings of a dead, past relationship, i've decided to toss around the idea of a 'man tree', this idea coming from a day of watching movies with my sister-in-law in which the movies had several hot men.. rob pattinson, ivan sergei, christian bale to name a few.. and we wondered what tree we needed to stand next to or under in order for men like them to fall out of.. kinda like isaac newton being hit on the head with an apple (yes, there is much debate if this actually happened, but in the case of gravity proving its point, i'm sure most will let this debate fall to the wayside)..
my sister-in-law said she was standing under the right tree at the right time because my brother fell into her life (well, walked into the garage at his house where she and one of her friends happened to be playing pool with his roommates-bro's house was the hang-out for their group of friends).. i told her i have had no such luck, i have been standing under the wrong tree because i keep ending up with rotten fruit.. she laughed and then the both of us began to wonder where the trees were that the men in the movies fall from and if they exist in real life..
where is the tree with rob pattinson..? keanu reeves..? robert downey, jr..? and let us not forget the men like ivan sergei with his deep dimples, christian bale with his rough, swarthy voice and hugh jackman with, well, everything..? sure these men are what most of us women would call ideal, but it's their job to be as such.. they are actors.. they play a part and, more than likely, are nothing like who they really are behind the camera and photos.. but, it would be great to be under the tree when one of them fell out..
i may be a bit biased, but i do admit, my sister-in-law did find a good one (despite his habitual moodines, for which i am guilty of as well - to be blamed on genetics a learned trait from living in such close quarters for the first 18 years of our lives).. but, i sat there in silence, pondering this question of when is that guy going to fall out of the tree and land on me like the apple did on isaac newton..? maybe i'm in the wrong orchard or grove of trees (the bay area is quite populated, but the availability might be a bit lacking, hardly a bumper crop)..
being a single woman seems to bring out people's advice on how to find that 'tree'.. the church tree, the library tree, the grocery store tree.. all supposedly a great place to meet a good guy.. the bar/disco/nightclub tree is strictly forbidden.. even more so than the tree of knowledge in the garden of eden.. this is one tree you do not stand under or pick at the fruit.. this is considered a highly poisonous tree and should be completely avoided at all costs.. before you even think about the temptation, back away slowly and trust me on this one..
in an orchard of more than its fair share of trees which harvests nearly 3 million residents (not sure what the male population percentage is and don't have a clue what the single/unattached male ratio is compared to its female counterpart), i've managed to pick up 6 bad pieces of fruit.. i've heard that you've got to go through several rotten apples til you find the right one, but come on.. i think it's getting a bit out of control and downright old, not to mention just plain mean..
but, in my frame of a newly enlightened mind, i can take my time looking for the perfect apple to fall out of the 'man tree'.. who knows, maybe i might find a rob pattinson, a keanu reeves, a joaquin phoenix *sigh* or, if i were extremely lucky, the real mc coy of one of the previously mentioned guys..?? now, that i've woken up from one of my vividly colored dreams in a fit of laughter, i know there has to be a 'man tree' with my name on it out there.. i just have to keep my eyes open.. it may take a while, but i'm sure one day, i'll find it..
my sister-in-law said she was standing under the right tree at the right time because my brother fell into her life (well, walked into the garage at his house where she and one of her friends happened to be playing pool with his roommates-bro's house was the hang-out for their group of friends).. i told her i have had no such luck, i have been standing under the wrong tree because i keep ending up with rotten fruit.. she laughed and then the both of us began to wonder where the trees were that the men in the movies fall from and if they exist in real life..
where is the tree with rob pattinson..? keanu reeves..? robert downey, jr..? and let us not forget the men like ivan sergei with his deep dimples, christian bale with his rough, swarthy voice and hugh jackman with, well, everything..? sure these men are what most of us women would call ideal, but it's their job to be as such.. they are actors.. they play a part and, more than likely, are nothing like who they really are behind the camera and photos.. but, it would be great to be under the tree when one of them fell out..
i may be a bit biased, but i do admit, my sister-in-law did find a good one (despite his habitual moodines, for which i am guilty of as well - to be blamed on genetics a learned trait from living in such close quarters for the first 18 years of our lives).. but, i sat there in silence, pondering this question of when is that guy going to fall out of the tree and land on me like the apple did on isaac newton..? maybe i'm in the wrong orchard or grove of trees (the bay area is quite populated, but the availability might be a bit lacking, hardly a bumper crop)..
being a single woman seems to bring out people's advice on how to find that 'tree'.. the church tree, the library tree, the grocery store tree.. all supposedly a great place to meet a good guy.. the bar/disco/nightclub tree is strictly forbidden.. even more so than the tree of knowledge in the garden of eden.. this is one tree you do not stand under or pick at the fruit.. this is considered a highly poisonous tree and should be completely avoided at all costs.. before you even think about the temptation, back away slowly and trust me on this one..
in an orchard of more than its fair share of trees which harvests nearly 3 million residents (not sure what the male population percentage is and don't have a clue what the single/unattached male ratio is compared to its female counterpart), i've managed to pick up 6 bad pieces of fruit.. i've heard that you've got to go through several rotten apples til you find the right one, but come on.. i think it's getting a bit out of control and downright old, not to mention just plain mean..
but, in my frame of a newly enlightened mind, i can take my time looking for the perfect apple to fall out of the 'man tree'.. who knows, maybe i might find a rob pattinson, a keanu reeves, a joaquin phoenix *sigh* or, if i were extremely lucky, the real mc coy of one of the previously mentioned guys..?? now, that i've woken up from one of my vividly colored dreams in a fit of laughter, i know there has to be a 'man tree' with my name on it out there.. i just have to keep my eyes open.. it may take a while, but i'm sure one day, i'll find it..
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