Thanks for the post Brooke.


I won't attempt anything trite at the moment (I'll wait some and then trite away :-) ) - but thanks for posting.

Well I did just look at your pics at your site - the smile is always there. That's refreshing.

Hey Brooke, ust got back from your site. Had a lot of fun there, some poignant observations. Have you really gotten into a tub with ice in it?

Anyway, welcome to BC. I'm looking forward to more of your irreverence.

Flirting? Hell, I used to flirt with everyone. Now I flirt when the doll girl isn't looking. She's a sensitive sort. No go at the dating web site? :-) don't blame you.

The Amsterdam concept would be good for a blog or two, but what to do with the poor whipped bastards once you get done?

cheers!

Hi, I tried to comment on your blog (non-BC blog) and I couldn't figure out how to register. Ya don't make it easy! :)

Oh they say you have to register but I have it set so folks can comment anonymously. You can just ignore that Login and Password crap and comment to your heart's content -- it'll show up.

Too late...I registered!

Until quite recently, I totally thought flirting was just something you did for fun. I didn't think it had an actual purpose. This was a great post, I really enjoyed reading it.

was going to read this post until I saw how dreadfully long it was. Society has warped my fragile mind, and I can't handle any points made outside of a 5 paragraph setting.

funny, everyone told me quitting English after 8th grade would hurt me in the end.

Yes it was a dreadfully long post. I often pass by long posts myself, but suddenly my attention span becomes completely focused when the entire article is about me.

Keen irony, those stick-figure thin people on that book cover. But leaving that aside, thanks for the interesting observations, Brooke.

Sometimes I think about my life as if it were a novel, and wonder what I'd have to do for anybody to read it. Trust me, nobody would ever want to read about what I actually do all day. If I were my own biographer I'd have to fictionalize my story. Spice it up. Make the main character do something interesting! It almost doesn't matter what it is. Anything!

Then I realize: hey! I am my own biographer! I'm the author of my life, goshdarnit! I could make the main character do something interesting today, right now, this very moment.

I could charm my way into a business office and cut a million-dollar deal.

I could stride into the halls of government and start a reform movement destined to sweep the nation.

I could slide into a club and ask out the most attractive person there.

But then I realize my lunch break is over, so I get back to work.

Charisma and charm can't be hidden by excess baggage.

Good post, thanks for sharing Brooke.

Now I know why I don't go on blind dates.

Ya know after I posted this I wondered if it was a mistake; it was so bloody raw and open. It looked completely out place amongst all the Bigfoot sightings and updates on the Michael Jackson's trial.

Then when the only reply I got was suggesting a fat folks dating service, I knew I'd buggered up.

But I was wrong; many people looked past the glaring title of this post and discovered something else. Saw what I saw? Maybe. Found something else? Could be. Was truly enlightened and hopes to worship me for all eternity? Gosh I sure hope so.

Some folks had differencing opinions, and I personally quite enjoyed my banter with H.W.

I'm not hurt. My God to be so thin skinned after all this time, I never possibly coulda made it through life so far. When you slit yourself open for the entire world to see, not everyone is going to enjoy it nor be able to handle it.

Anyways for the folks who took the time to visit my personal site; you know I'm no longer 430. :)

That's right. There's always someone who wants you to define your happiness and worth by their standards. There's no point in giving them the satisfaction.

I believe the expression which says living well is the best revenge.

Brooke, I went to and enjoyed your site, and given that you're not currently svelte, you don't look bad at all. I actually have an acquaintance about your size who's not nearly as pretty who recently got married and had her first kid. She dropped quite a bit of weight for before getting pregnant, but then gained most of it back in the inevitable process. Her husband, of course, is virtually two-dimensional, but a nice guy.

As for flirting, it's all just talking to people. Don't think of it as flirting, think of it as just chatting. It's not about sex, it's not about being 'cute' or getting attention, it's just about expressing your personality and finding out a little about the other person. Plus, it's harmless and never has to go any farther than you want it to. Plus, practice makes perfect.

Dave

Errr, maybe I shoulda posted something about Bigfoot or Michael Jackson instead.

Brooke, keep writing what you do and the way you do!

I am focusing on the post and the post alone. Ms. Lee, this would make an interesting book. Your observations and experiences are fascinating and there is such heart and emotion within the words. I've not see your picture yet, but it sounds like you are one beautiful woman to me. Thank you for sharing this, and apologies for, well, you know. This is often a sad place.

Saw the photos and I was right: You *are* beautiful.

Brooke, your post was indeed appropriate for the site and I liked it very much. Flirting is an artform and a dance, it's difficult to define and hard to pin down. It takes time and effort to figure it out and lots of people get it wrong - apparently you are good at it in spite of your efforts to do otherwise.

Be proud - and of course you are lovely!

thanks Brooke and nothing but the best to you

oh, and Bigfoot and Michael Jackson are always excellent themes

Oh don't hound Eric; I imagine the poor guy got his share of email. No matter what there's always gonna be assholes.

I've tried to right the wrongs before; sometimes I triumphed and sometimes I failed miserably. But if we didn't have the occasional wrong in the world then we couldn't be so damn boastful when we got something right. :)

I just didn't want it to look as though HW was hobbling off like a wounded old man.

Flirting is every bit as relevant here, in my opinion, as all that other stuff about Bigfoot and Michael Jackson.

Just keep them separate, that's all I ask.

Flirting or Michael Jackson or Bigfoot = good article! Read and enjoy!

Flirting and Michael Jackson, or flirting and Bigfoot = bad article! Run for your life!

Good use of Boolean operators...

Welcome to Blogcritics. We could use more females. Maybe you'd like my writing here. In case you can't find a link, try cutting and pasting this:

http://blogcritics.org/author.php?author=Cerulean

But flirting and mj and bigfoot might not be so bad, eh? Might be just the harsh dose of reality jacko needs.

Dave

I think Michael Jackson and Bigfoot should do a Broadway Musical together and close with a brief rebuttal.