Time magazine asks: Are Romantic Movies Bad For You?
Like most guys, I guess, I never cared much for romance movies. But I remember one about this kind of chunky middle-aged guy in a minivan who meets this willowy, ethereal, gauzy Buddhist/hippie/gypsy kind of chick and they live happily ever after in a house full of cat shit.
Looking back on it, it may have created unrealistic expectations.
6 comments:
stranger things have happened! Marilyn Monroe married Arthur Miller and Joe Dimaggio!
Yeah, but did they live in houses full of cat shit? I think not.
you are such the romantic.... i know she's out there...just waiting for you...the walls fall away...millions of stars....surrounding... nice dream mikeC....
i believe...dreams do come true...
there are just things as homes with cats and no catshit under the chairs, etc. Just a thought!
"Nice dream" is exactly right. It was like something from a movie - not anything that happens in the real world.
I have a hard time imagining myself being in another relationship. It would be like emigrating to another country, or turning Mormon or something.
And as for no cat shit under the chairs, tell that to my cats. Maybe they'll listen to you - God knows they won't listen to me.
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