So, summer is over. I know what you’re thinking; “Duh, of course summer is over. It’s November!”. Ok, ok, so I’m a little late on my end of summer blog. I don’t really have an excuse for my lack of blogging. I could try and make one up if you would really like me to. Let’s give it a try. Here it goes:
I got in a fight with a midget (should it be little person?), and was handedly winning, as you would against a man of such small stature. Here I was feeling good about myself, when just as I was about to walk away, he grabbed a folding chair and smashed my hand, leaving me incapable of typing for 2 months.
How was that? Convincing? How about we just go with I’m lazy and unmotivated, so I didn’t blog.
I’m sort of at loss for what to write about here. Normally, I have something to complain about or some recent woman who has wronged me. Honestly, it seems that women wrong me on regular basis. Just about every month, I find someone of the female gender who does something to piss me off and therefore I write a blog pointing out the misguided ways of dating and romance. “Come on, stupid women!” I say to myself (of course I say this out loud and then answer myself with “Yeah…who needs em. We’ve got each other”. Might be crazy…not sure.). However, today I started to realize that maybe (just maybe), I might be contributing to my lack of love.
Some of you out there right now are shocked, and for that I’m sorry. I should have started this blog by saying “Be warned, you might be presented with startling truths about Maxx Power himself!” Then you could have possibly chosen another activity to occupy your evening. Here are some options:
- Knit
- Watch paint dry
- Play World of Warcraft (trying to stay in tune with my nerdy crowd)
- Fight a little person. I hear they use chairs in a fight.
Anyway, if you’re still with me, and not completely appalled that I might point out my own faults, I realized I might be part of the problem and not part of the solution. Could it be that I am not lovable? I’m not talking “Oh, what a big cuddly bear!” lovable, but more like romantic, head over heels lovable. Come on, everyone knows I’m big cuddly bear lovable. I just wonder if maybe my personality and the way I live my life are not condusive to being “in love”. Let’s take a look at a few key points about Maxx Power that shows I may be driving the women away.
- I am nice. You know the old addage; Girls only like douchebags. I can’t tell you how many times this is true. I wll admit there are a handful of women who love completely decent guys. All of my friends wives, my sister-in-law, my sister and others that I’m not going to spend the time naming. Some women just love dickheads. For a while, I started to think that wasn’t me, but sometimes I can be one of those. I’ve been rude to girls and objectified women. I can be a jerk. The problem is I normally only do that with the girls who don’t like it. Which leads me to my next issue…
- I have no idea how to be cool or “suave” in dating. I’m like the worlds biggest awkward 30-year-old. I’m awkward at first dates, first kisses and end of the nights. After we kiss the first time I respond with “Gosh, that neato!”. Ugh…I’m lame!
- Girls who like me, I get bored with very easily. I don’t have much more to add here.
- I let women change me. This is something that I have grown to hate about myself. Everytime I start liking a woman, I let myself be changed into something she wants. I’ve decided to take a stand and just be who I am, and let them like me for me. It hasn’t worked so far, but I continue to try.
- I have terrible viewpoints on love and marriage. You’ve all read my blogs where I tell you how love sucks and blah, blah, blah. I talk about how marriage ruins your life and how I think some people get married just to keep from being lonely. The thing is I say all the same things to the women I date. Yeah…I know. STUPID! Who wants to date a guy who is scared that when he gets married he will lose his freedom?
As you can see, these are all reasons why I think I’m sabotaging my own love life. I’ve also discovered recently that my views on marriage suck and I should, in no way, be giving advice in this area. Learn from me, married guys, don’t try to go back to the single life. It looks shiny and happy and fun. You think it’s full of naked women, party nights and good music. Of course, all of these things happen and some day I’ll look back and think “Wow, what a crazy time I had”. Believe me, you don’t want this life! You don’t want to have no responsibility or commitment. You need to stay home and clean the house, and go to the in-laws house. No all night binges for you. You know, actually it is pretty fun. I think I might have just done a terrible job convincing you to be married.






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