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I have been wondering this for quite some time.  As a scientist I am always curious and always searching for the answer to whatever question pops into my little head.  Ever notice when you have two magnets that if you put two sides facing eachother the pull and attraction to the other body is strong, yet flip them over and you cannot put them together straight on.  This is due to a phenomena of opposite attraction.  I have recently found people to be somewhat the same way.  I am often curious as to why preppy, straight laced men want to hang out with me or hit on me.  I am obviously not in the same pasture as them,  I am very different from what you would expect a businessman or a fairly regular guy to be attracted to or whatever it is.   I am not usually attracted to men that you will find on wall street, or men that you would take home to meet your parents.  I imagine that these men would definitely not take me home to meet mom.  Not that I am complaining, I am just very curious as to why these men single me out to talk to.  Recently had a guy tell me I would be gorgeous if I didn't have lip rings, had normal hair and worm more appealing clothes.  Whoa so bub you want to change everything about me,  hmmmmmmmmmmmm.  Why in the hell are you talking to me if you want to change me?  I guess this is one of life's lil mysteries that will forever be unsolved I guess.  Unless you can explain it to me.  I do however have postulated a theory that at least makes sense in my little world.   Just as magnets attract to the opposite polar side of another magnet, men and women are attracted to opposites.  You always hear opposites attract, but in this case its deeper than that, I wonder do these men really want to take a walk on the wild side but have too much responsiblity or too timid to do it.  In this case what are they living on the wild side through me,,,, Hold on boys its not just a walk on the wild side its a jump to the twilight zone,,, be prepared because I do not know where this ride ends!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok so my friend Carla and I always have an adventure when we get together.  How much trouble can we two girls get into on a Sunday afternoon when our whole agenda is to do laundry and get advantage for my dog.  UHMMMMMMMM how bout tons.   Ok so it starts off my dad calls me at 7 am, when is he going to learn that Sundays= hangovers.  He had 4 ticket (box Seats) to the Mariners game this afternoon.  Damn Dad I hate sports, and I have laundry to do, but the kids would love to go. So I think he won't need his car today so I will drop them off at the game and use his car for my laundry services.  He agrees to this.  O the fourth ticket went to a friend of my daughters from school, but we have to go pick her up.  O the sheer adventure .  So off to the game they go, I go back home gather up my laundry and head to Carla's house.  Harmless enough we are both unmotivated to do anything.  So I start the laundry.  We actually waited until we started a second load to leave.  So off to the store we go.  It was uneventful, well in our world it was I am sure the other customers were unsettled.  Then I decide we will take MLK way to Rainier to go to PCC over in Seward Park, the pet care store is over there.  Sooooooooooo this is where it gets interesting......

 

Driving down MLK way and kathump,,, wtf was that.  flub a lub, flub a lub,, dood did I just get a flat tire? katink katink,,,, well whatever it was it just fell off,,, can't be a flat the car is still level.  Drive on.   Two and a half miles later, I am like that noise isn't going away  turn off the main road to almost get run over by a truck with a horse trailer,,, what the hell is that doing on residential streets in the heart of Seattle anyway, so we back out and keep driving.  I am like dood we gotta stop.  Next street we turn off,,, mind you all the cars behind me are backing way the hell up.  Park it. Get out,  OMFG it is a flat,,, I mean its really really really flat.  Uhmmmmm yeah, so I open up the trunk, omg there is a spare and its got air in it.  But the jack is retarded and I have no tire iron... uhmmmmm for Dad being a mechanic he sure isn't very prepared.  Ok so Carla and I sit there and look at the tire and go omg what are we going to do.   Normally I would be raging about now. But no I am highly amused and trying to figure out how the hell we are going to change this tire.  I call a ton of people on my cell, but no one can help, although Nicole, god bless her would have come and rescued us if I had needed her to. Fortunately a man that lived on that street asked do you have a flat, normally I would have laughed at such a ludicris question, but I was like yeah and we don't have a jack or a tire iron or even a socket wrench.  He found a jack and a tire iron that fit the car, how lucky is that.... and we changed the tire.  Thinking back I wonder how many people wonder if we were retarded or just high because we drove so long on that rim.  SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH don't tell my dad his rim is ruined he left me without a jack or a tire iron so next time he can be up a creek without a paddle!!!!!!!  So we get the advantage and head back downtown because the herd called and the game was over.  Well now we got 6 people in a ford escort.  So we meet at McDonald's and we entertained my dad for the next hour.  He is amazed that there are two nut jobs within his breathing space, bad enough one is his daughter.  We all climb in the car, like a car full of mexicans..... Carla and I in the front seat making mariachi music as we travel down the road.  I see a cop so I plant my face in

Carla's crotch, did i fail to mention that the front seat won't stay in an upright postion.  The car next to us looked over and gave us a weird look... hey where would you hide from the cops,,, in your best friends crotch  the kids made it worse, they threw a coat over my head.  Uhmmmm yeah wink wink.... anyway sooooo needless to say that I don't own a car because this is normal for me... the car breaks down, wheels fall off, you know twilight zone schitt. 

 Today was a blast for having no money and nothing to do.  MY kid and I met my friend Carla and went up to capital hill today.  Our goal when we go out really is to make people wonder what we are up to.  First thing we did was find a furry bike.   Ok that was just odd. So we took pics of it.  I don't really know what we did all day but we laughed our way through it.  We took pics in front of a deli with a sign that said "Broke Back Deli,,, Love is only a corndog away" Ok  I have no idea but that is funny as hell.  Then we took pics of me and my kid flipping the cam off, and me and Carla pointing at  an awning that said Caffeine!!!   So we walk for miles,,, or so maybe and we discuss loudly all sorts of profound and disturbing things,,, like recycled condoms and I am so not jumping on that bandwagon!!!!!  We went to westlake mall and had a blast people are really scared of us!!!  Ok so Carla bought a bubble tea, I have never actually tried bubble tea, so she say here take a sip.  Uhmmm omg its like a mouth full of slugs   some gelatenous substance is in my mouth ewwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!  So now i have a new thing to play with ..... the balls in the bubble tea... I randomly spit them out at people.  And started yelling its like a mouth full of frog eggs,,, I am not certain this was what people actually heard.  We then caught a bus,,, this was a cranky driver for sure.  I asked Carla do you just swallow those whole or what.  She said she chews on them,  so I bit down,,, I then blurted out omg this is soooooooooo much worse than swallowing,, my daughter snorted and we almost had tapioca out my nose as the cranky driver said please settle down this is PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION!!!! No way,,,I thought it was a limo service moron... To finish up the day we bought Alien glasses at the toy store, which I ended up wearing to the bar that night, but that is a whole different story!!!