Beating Around The Bush (#483)
03.31.06
I was going to write a punchline for this comic that had something to do with "gaydar." But then I realized that gaydar jokes are lame, even by MY standards. I passed on it. So then I decided that I'd write a bit in the summary blurb about gaydar, and ponder whether it's some sort of chemical/pheremonal reaction, some sort of intuition, or just dumb luck/stereotyping. But you know what? It's STILL lame. I can't even hold interest in the topic long enough to write a full paragraph about it. Even that sentence that I just wrote about it was excruciatingly dry, like trying to give birth to a towel. So as to avoid any future experiences such as this, I'm going to make a solemn vow that I will NEVER MENTION GAYDAR EVER AGAIN. Deal?
After living in this town for three or four years, I realized something: whereas anywhere else in the world you might work under the assumption that any random girl you meet is heterosexual, in this anomalous town you can hedge your bets to the contrary. If a girl isn't a lesbian (of which there are quite a few..), she's at least a trendy shade of bisexual. I've known one, maybe two girls who were professedly het - and I'm sure that they were secretly bi, but not willing to take the plunge headfirst into the sapphic sea.
The point of this: if you ARE a girl living in this area, "water-testing" questions are a waste of time. If you fancy a girl, just start making out with her. She probably won't mind. And I'm ALL for a town whose official pastime is hot random girl makeouts!
03.31.06
I was going to write a punchline for this comic that had something to do with "gaydar." But then I realized that gaydar jokes are lame, even by MY standards. I passed on it. So then I decided that I'd write a bit in the summary blurb about gaydar, and ponder whether it's some sort of chemical/pheremonal reaction, some sort of intuition, or just dumb luck/stereotyping. But you know what? It's STILL lame. I can't even hold interest in the topic long enough to write a full paragraph about it. Even that sentence that I just wrote about it was excruciatingly dry, like trying to give birth to a towel. So as to avoid any future experiences such as this, I'm going to make a solemn vow that I will NEVER MENTION GAYDAR EVER AGAIN. Deal?
After living in this town for three or four years, I realized something: whereas anywhere else in the world you might work under the assumption that any random girl you meet is heterosexual, in this anomalous town you can hedge your bets to the contrary. If a girl isn't a lesbian (of which there are quite a few..), she's at least a trendy shade of bisexual. I've known one, maybe two girls who were professedly het - and I'm sure that they were secretly bi, but not willing to take the plunge headfirst into the sapphic sea.
The point of this: if you ARE a girl living in this area, "water-testing" questions are a waste of time. If you fancy a girl, just start making out with her. She probably won't mind. And I'm ALL for a town whose official pastime is hot random girl makeouts!
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