So as I sit here in the study, sipping on a mug of what apparently is Nescafe's finest coffee and thinking about how to open the first of what I hope are many entries on here, I find myself repeating a question which has been asked to me on many occasions through my life and I'm sure it will continue to be asked until my dying day! That question is...
"What goes on in that head of yours?"
To start with I'll let you ladies in on a little secret, (and I really shouldn't be saying this!) But men are usually thinking about 'nothing!' There you have it, the underlining workings of the male mind are that they are just walking around checking stuff out! However things do get implanted up there...
Like for example, when a male growing up as a child reads comic books about superheroes, these aren't just great works of cartoon fiction, for men, those are career choices! How many times have you seen a guy driving down the street, with a matress on the roof of his car, and 9 times out of 10 he has his arm out of the window, holding the top of the matress! This is typical idiotic, male, macho, superhero thinking! This guy is thinking that if a gust of wind catches the matress whilst he's doing 50, it's ok because "I'm using my ARM!"
But I digress, that is the typical male mind right there on a plate! I however believe that I am a refreshing change from the normal male mind. For example I usually start the day thinking of a way to get a little famous perhaps, shortly followed by "I wonder if I should have 'Frosties' or 'Weetabix' this morning?"
I've recently become quite obsessed with burlesque (obviously not performing myself...is that even possible?) so for part of my day I think of the likes of Dita Von Teese, think of how the hell to suggest it to my G/F and maybe think for a while that perhaps I like burlesque so much because I enjoy thinking of other women doing it for me rather than her! (Is that bad?) I mean last night I watched a sick television programme called 'The Sex Education Show' I'm not against what it's trying to do, or promote, however I am against the fact that it's on at 7:30pm and I was having my tea! Images of 'The Clap' and 'Genital Warts' can easily put you off a nice homemade lasagne. But anyway, whilst I was watching this programme, the host 'Anna Richardson' tried her hand at a bit of burlesque and I couldn't help but think that perhaps I could have her dance for me, and for a full ten minutes of the segment my G/F was talking to me and I couldn't communicate back with her, I was mesmorised by this woman who although was on televisions across the nation dancing in millions of homes, was giving me my very own private dance! It was fantastic! What I'm trying to say is that was how my brain was acting at the time!
Other times, especially of late I've been thinking of how I can propose to my G/F, how I can possibly afford to make her illaborate dreams of her perfect wedding become a reality! As you all know weddings are not cheap! She's been watching wedding programmes religiously, perhaps trying to drop subtle hints that 'it's time!'
In return the little devil Mr E on my left hand shoulder pops up and asks me "Do you really want to get married?" throwing doubt into the works and dropping me into a pit of guilt and worry that can only be discribed as darkness!
This is going to take a while to come to a full, complete answer! Perhaps I'm taking the question a little too literal...
I wouldn't even like to think I could categorize my thoughts like many men could SEX, BEER, FOOTBALL... I'm too complex for that as you may have noticed!
Maybe you should watch this space.
Anyway, as the Mission Statement got a pitiful ammount of comments and replies I'm hoping this will get you a little more fired up! Question me people, comment away and encourage!!!
Much Love
Mr E
PS: Anna Richardson I'm not a stalker, but you keep on keeping on hun!
