Sarah Whitcomb is not a big name celebrity, but she’s on TV almost everyday.
Sarah is part of Jeopardy’s Clue Crew, and she’s a real cutie. She’s not one of these uber-skinny Hollywood types, but that’s a good thing. She’s cute, she’s articulate, and she has a sparkling smile.
Did I mention that she’s cute?
I’ve always felt that the BBW acronym (”big beautiful woman”) was kinda patronizing. It’s also a bit over-the top.
Can overweight women be beautiful? Certainly. That’s not the problem. The problem is that the term is used indiscriminately. It’s used even when the woman in question is not particularly good-looking, and that’s what makes it sound patronizing. Perhaps even a little insincere.
I liked this comment from an overweight woman that I read on the ‘net:
honestly, the thing about “bbw” that bugs me is that well, being big doesn’t necessarily mean that you’re beautiful. it’s as if people have to add in the “BEAUTIFUL” part. we dont’ have “spw-skinny pretty woman”. i am beautiful and i am a bigger girl, but they dont’ go hand in hand. it seems that the beautiful was added in there to help us out or something, as if we couldn’t be beautiful on our own, and that just drives me nuts!
Why not dispense with the over-the-top rhetoric? Why not simply say that you’re overweight but attractive (or if you wish, overweight AND attractive)? Let’s keep things real.
Okay, I just have to ask. Was there ever anyone as beautiful as Courteney Cox was in Cocoon: The Return? Absolutely incredible.
I wonder how hard the make-up artists had to work to make her look that glamorous. Of course, she already provided them with plenty of great material to work with. You just can’t fake eyes and cheekbones like that. Yow.
I wish I had a shot with a woman like that. I have a hard enough time as is.
Here’s an interesting journal abstract that I came across.
Comparison of the ELISPOT and cytokine flow cytometry assays for the enumeration of antigen-specific T cells.
Karlsson AC et al.
The enumeration of antigen-specific T cell responses has been greatly facilitated in recent years by the development of methods based on the detection of cytokines. In particular, the enzyme-linked immunospot (ELISPOT) and cytokine flow cytometry (CFC) assays have become popular. Since both assays are likely to continue to be in widespread use, it is important to evaluate whether their results are comparable. In the current study, we compared the results obtained in the ELISPOT and CFC assays using peptide pools corresponding to CMV and HIV-1 proteins in chronically HIV-1-infected individuals. Analysis of T cell responses to peptide pools indicated that the CMV pp65 and HIV-1 Gag CFC and ELISPOT-derived results were statistically correlated. However, the results obtained with each assay differed in important ways: the magnitude of the response was consistently higher in the CFC assay while the CFC assay was less likely than the ELISPOT assay to detect low-level responses. Furthermore, there was a lack of numeric agreement between ELISPOT and CFC results. For studies that require the detection of low-level responses, or definition of responses as positive or negative, the ELISPOT assay may be preferable. In contrast, the CFC has a greater dynamic range and allows for phenotypic discrimination of responding cells, making it the assay of choice for most other applications.
I’m sitting in an airport right now, and I’m trying to resist the urge to buy some candy and munch away. I really have to avoid doing this.
I did buy some fruit during my trip; unfortunately, it’s packed away in my checked-in luggage. I wasn’t expecting this flight reschedule, so I didn’t think I’d have these inordinate delays.
And I could really use some sleep. Dang it.
I have a female churchgoing friend. She’s very pretty, and she keeps dating these guys who, after dating her for a while, all of a sudden start saying things like “Oh, I want to try going to church with you.” She gets all excited about this, thinking “Oh, they’re coming around.”
No, gal. Always remember that men will say all sorts of things to win a woman’s attention. Chances are that these guys are only saying these things so that they can keep you around. Men do that sort of thing all the time. They’re great at lying in order to keep a woman.
Remember that the next time a guy claims to have taken a sudden interest in what you do. Don’t be quick to believe him, gal. Wait and see what happens in the long run.
A while back, there was this bozo who kept trying to chat me up while I was reading some comic books while I was on an elliptical trainer in the gym. I like to read comic books because they are easy enough to read despite all the up-and-down motion that invariably results when using those machines. I also read books while working out, but that tends to create a lot of eyestrain.
So this one bozo, apparently a newbie, decided to start a conversation. He says the most inane things like, “So, you’re reading comic books, eh? What ya reading?” and “That Wonder Woman, she’s all about sex, isn’t she?”
“Shut up, you bozo. Can’t you see that I”m trying to read?” is what went through my head. I didn’t care if they were just comic books; I was busy! I tried to answer his questions, but slowly and without ever lifting my eyes from what I was reading. Apparently though, he didn’t get the hint.
“So who’s your favorite superhero?” he asked. Gritting my teeth, I answered, “Speedy. Or Arsenal, as he’s now known.” “Who’s that?” he replied. I paused for a long time, hoping that he would take notice. Then I slowly said, “He was the former sidekick of Green Arrow.”
Shortly after that, I moved to another machine. I didn’t get a good look at this fellow’s face, so I don’t know if he ever returned to the gym. Frankly, I didn’t want to make eye contact. I didn’t want to give any indication of wanting to converse with him.
The bozo should read this intro to gym etiquette. Not that it should be necessary, of course. A bit of common sense would work as well.
Some people are just darned annoying.
Like Michael, this guy from my undergrad days. I remember when he went around, trying to convince me that there was this episode of the G.I. Joe cartoon where Duke had sex with Scarlett. What did he think I was, stupid? It wasn’t even a funny joke. I can enjoy lighthearted levity as much as anyone else, but I don’t tolerate idiocy very well.
Or this time when our class was planning a group outing. Two of the guys in our class had just won a cash prize, so of course, people were joking that they should fit the bill. That was just lighthearted conversation, of course. Nothing wrong with that.
But as we were planning our expenses, people kept bringing that up. “Hey, these two guys should fit the bill!” they’d say. Okay, okay. It was funny the first five or six times, people. Now give it a rest. What are you, a bunch of sixth graders?
Or this guy who tried to pull my chair out from underneath me while I was in front of an entire room of people. Yeah, he must have thought that was rip-roaringly funny. Knock it off, Drew. That’s not how mature adults behave.
Nobody who knows me can say that I’m a sourpuss. I crack jokes on a regular basis. What I don’t tolerate is kindergarden-level humor from grown adults. Stop it.
We all know people who jump on whatever fad happens to be popular, right? “If other people are doing it,” they reason, “then I should, too!”
Well today, I came across one guy who thinks in the opposite way. Here’s what he said about movies that are popular:
When the world tells me I “have” to see a movie it brings out the rebel in me. “THE DARK KNIGHT IS THE MUST SEE MOVIE” means I won’t see it. I’m a contrary bitch, I have never seen any of the Jurassic Park lot. I have never seen any of the “Lord of the Rings” (I could be kicked out of the country for that!). I have never seen any Batman movie at any time. I have never seen Titantic. I have never ever seen ET.
They guy is a bit of a loon, and that’s putting it mildly.
So I got to watch a concert of Broadway music last night with a 31-year-old Hungarian beauty. She wasn’t your Hollywood-style glamour gal, but I think she’s just outrageously cute. Very sweet and charming as well, with one of the most endearing faces and soulful set of eyes that you’ll ever see. A lot of fun to talk to, and quite intelligent as well.
And no, she doesn’t want to go out with me. She only wants to be friends.
Too bad. It’s hard to find ladies who just exude sweetness and charm. If they also happen to be really pretty, as this gal was, then that’s just a bonus.
Dang.
