trinacriabob

Oh, I do...in a big way. First, being single (and I mean single, not divorced) means, to me, I am in a totally different space in life. I can't even relate to a single mom. And most talk about their kids. I don't want to hear about kids created with someone else's sperm. Hanging around other singles who don't have kids is a lot more comfortable. A lot of their interest could be that they eventually want to syphon (sp?) some of your stuff into their world. How would you feel about celebrating her kid(s)' bull$h! - birthdays, graduations, etc. - and have to pony up for a kid who will never treat you like a parent, if it were to come to that. Another thing, especially as you describe, is when you go down the road that some have (teen pregnancies, abortions, etc), the professional world is something foreign to them -- they will never be a part of the professional world and they will be a liability to you if you are a part of it. I date very little because 1) I won't date women with kids (unless the husband has died) and 2) I soon discard the single, childless ones who haven't gotten over daddy's alcoholism or sexual abuse issues (as it relates to them) or who feel less than complete because of reproductive issues (can't have kids but want to). Either way, too much work. And this is supposed to be about haircuts. It totally sickens me that we have expressions like "taking him to the cleaners." The fact that a male has a penis and went to school to become a professional makes him a target of this. It's wrong. And it bites my ass when the woman has not accomplished anything professionally in her life. Face it, it is exponentially easier to raise healthy children (no birth defects or recurrent chronic conditions) than it is to go make a living in a challenging field. And one way to protect yourself from the "be needed instead of wanted" syndrome is DINK - dual income, no kids. Sad, but true. Sorry if I am harsh. I have been "objectified" in this regard WAAAAYYY too much.

Immodium

Agreed ... as I think about the 2-door last gen Grand Prix coupe for which the roofline and silhouette worked beautifully with the 2-door configuration....

You're right, you're right, you're right. The 79 went FWD along with the Eldo and the Toro...the Eldo was nicely proportioned followed by the Toro. They typically ran with 5.7s but I recall a 4.1 Buick being available somewhere in that span of years. The Riviera was actually the frumpiest of those with a tall lean-back Parthenon grille and a weird backlite. I am sure it rode nicely, though.

squad

Reg, word! No, that's why I like you...you speak the truth.The normal ones with the whole package are spoken for between 25 and 30 and guys usually hang on to them. Not many linger around past 30 unless they are on the cusp of finishing a grad program of some sort which they started in their late 20s. EXCEPTION: virtually every woman I know who has those attributes and is SINGLE has had a serious trauma in their childhood, usually sexual abuse...and you will psychologically pay for what daddy, uncle or bro did to them. I know a couple of chicks like that. Trust me, my own palm is better than putting up with their head games. They are truly head cases. And furthermore, I prefer the companionship of a nice Australian Shepherd or Border Collie than helping to raise an "admin girl's" mistake(s). If I have yet to date or give a second look to a divorcee with kids by now, I doubt I ever will. No effin' way! $h!, I forgot, what was this thread about?

Not a good idea. The Riv has been placed on platforms concurrent with other cars, beginning with the 1977 to 1984 run of the LeSabre and the result detracted from what a Riv was supposed to be. The same would apply to Lucerne. Leave it as a sedan. Bring back the Riv as a coupe and have it ride on its own chassis. Remember, Buick = premium American motorcars.

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Mojave (Mow-hah-vee)

Take it the simplest of ways...the blubber brings on temporary impotence.

And you think I'm weird? Actually, I was noticing that this is running tandem with Word Association in popularity. J/k P...at work, they think I'm weird for remembering everyone's birthday (40 people) without having to look at anything.

Well, let's analyze the list, TYD. Them: Cute - regarding me: I'd like to think I'm ok-looking Them: Slender - regarding me: 10 lbs over, evenly distributed, about 2 months work to get rid of it....also, if they are overweight, my "equipment" doesn't work Them: Unmarried - regarding me: single Them: Childless - regarding me: childless, don't want to help someone raise their mistakes Them: Educated - regarding me: have 2 masters, I'll settle for a bachelor's degree in aything just so I can see some commitment to getting a university education Them: Speaks Italian, optional, really - regarding me: I speak it and enjoy it ... it would be a common interest I don't think there's anything here out of bounds. I have had overweight, undereducated, divorced women with kids, typically in admin. roles, hit on me at places I've worked and I can't RUN fast enough. No thanks.

yuck (Tyne Daly = yuck exponential)

Does he have any cute, slender, unmarried, childless and "university" educated daughters who speak Italian?

Sharon

metaphysical

mind reader

diner waitress

mountain bike

Schwinn

dyke

Can you spell C-O-U-P-O-N ? Usually it's Great Clips, followed by Fantastic Sams. Supercuts doesn't seem to run any specials. Story along the same lines as yours: This one girl in Portland once cut my hair. She was an attractive green-eyed, auburn haired chick from one of the towns south of Portland. I remember she was married. About a year later, I called that Great Clips looking for her as I wanted her to cut my hair. They said she was working at another Great Clips in the metro area, so I went there. Well, she was there...but I couldn't recognize her. She weighed about an additional 50 to 70 pounds. I was speechless. During the conversation, I asked her if she had kids (trying to see if there was a recent pregnancy). She told me she had a 7-year old daughter. I thought: STOP SLAM DUNKING THOSE OREOS

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No, I'm not odd...you just have a short memory. I once posted (to which you laughed) a comment that the name Brenda (as in Priddy) reminds me of a husky-voiced middle-aged cocktail waitress in Vegas or Reno who is itching for her smoke break. I've never known an interesting, polished or intelligent girl named Brenda. Ever. In fact, if you need audio....think DELILAH...that skanky radio personality that is syndicated on certain stations that primarily women call up to make their sappy requests to which she phonily tries to seem concerned and supportive. The whole time I'm thinking: Competent radio personality or white trash husky-voiced cocktail waitress? White trash husky-voice cocktail waitress it is! DELILAH is a "Brenda." Not odd...just opinionated as hell. But then, aren't you?

I would love to see it. I am a BIG ocean liner fan, having sailed on the QE2. Thinking about the horn blaring, sailing down the Hudson past the WTC and under the Verrazzano bridge at the entrance of NY harbor into the open Atlantic still makes me cream my jeans. (j/k). Experience of a lifetime, though. This one is different from the original in that, rather than a wall of water caused by an earthquake, this capsizing is caused by a rogue wave which do occur, particularly in the North Atlantic. I heard it got bad reviews. People can't even tell me where it geographically took place. And you, reg, can report on the wet boobs you will be feasting on (on celluloid) in detail as can only be described by an architect. Don't let me down, now!