Showing posts with label musing about bucking the commercial romance system. Show all posts
Showing posts with label musing about bucking the commercial romance system. Show all posts

3.7.07

eat it, hallmark.

I semi-regularly read Anonymous Coworker, and today (ish... when I checked the feed reader this morning) he writes a little tribute to his significant other. Which I love, and find dear and appropriate... even though I'm guessing most women (well, OK... the women I don't generally hang out with) wouldn't get it.

I get it, and I think it's awesome (Shark-Riding Ninjas versus Cyborg Zombie Dinosaurs in the Superbowl? Now THAT'S a compliment.)