Or, no good can possibly come of this….
I am beginning to realize that I have a thing for men who view everything as a challenge to be conquered. Now, a certain amount of pioneer spirit, I admire. I do. But I also think there’s nothing wrong (or unmanly) about admitting limitations.
Clearly I feel this way because I do not have a Y chromosome.
Tonight Otto drew a line in the figurative sand and the game could’ve been on, if only I could’ve stopped laughing. (more…)