<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115</id><updated>2011-08-21T06:48:07.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rules Experiment</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114607226236785784</id><published>2006-04-26T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T12:24:22.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #3 is Crap, Unless You Are Selling Drugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Do you know that there are workshops designed to teach women how to make eye contact with men they find attractive? Save your money. It is never necessary to make eye contact. What about letting men know you're receptive? We suggest simply smiling at the room (or the universe, if you will), and looking relaxed and approachable.""On the first date, avoid staring romantically into his eyes. Instead, look down at the table or your food, or simply survey the crowd at the restaurant. He will feel crowded and self-conscious if you gaze at him too much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely 100% wrong. You know how I know a girl at a bar or other social function is interested? She keeps looking at me. The ones who don’t? Why would I waste my time on somebody who obviously doesn’t appreciate how I look? No, no, no, no, no.  Checking me out, or dare I say even staring at me all night, is the quickest way to a man’s heart. And as for staring off into space? Perhaps if I were looking for some Peyote I would approach a girl with a thousand yard stare. Or maybe if I were into chicks that have just gotten back from ‘Nam. Otheriwse, do try looking at me girls. I put a lot of work into how I look, if you can’t appreciate it I don’t have time for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are staring at the table or the food on a date, you know who comes off as crowded and self-conscious? YOU! &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; look too nervous to talk to &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;! Believe it or not, guys like confidence too. And even if we assume “The Rules” are right (kind of like assuming Saddam was going to attack us with nuclear weapons, but whatever) who wants to be with a girl who makes you feel crowded? Is that fun? The more I read this, the more I think this author wrote this shit for shock value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"One of the hardest aspects of dating is figuring out what to say. If you're smart, you'll just stay cool and just listen to what he has to say. Follow his lead. If he wants to talk about dance clubs, tell him which ones you've been to and which ones you like.""Don't feel you have to be entertaining or have interesting conversation all the time. On the date itself, be quiet and reserved. He'll wonder what you're thinking, if you like him, and if he's making a good impression."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a male perspective, I actually kind of like this one. Because nobody loves talking about themselves more than I do. When a girl has nothing to say, I will just sit there and ramble on about my friends, my life, my family, whatever. Now, do I think girls like to hear about this? Hell no. But it beats the shit out of uncomfortable silences. That being said, if you are female, why on Earth do you want to go out with a guy who doesn’t shut up about himself? Nobody likes that. This is horrible advice unless you want to end up with a self-centered guy who really doesn’t care what you have to say. I prefer a good, two-sided conversation, don’t get me wrong. But if a girl is following this nonsense, it will just give me a better chance to talk about my favorite subject: Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114607226236785784?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114607226236785784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114607226236785784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114607226236785784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114607226236785784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/04/rule-3-is-crap-unless-you-are-selling.html' title='Rule #3 is Crap, Unless You Are Selling Drugs'/><author><name>White Dade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000657284869736377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6168/1844/1600/171276/Graig.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114461568742270345</id><published>2006-04-09T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:49:34.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #3: Don't Stare at Men or Talk Too Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Do you know that there are workshops designed to teach women how to make eye contact with men they find attractive? Save your money. It is never necessary to make eye contact. What about letting men know you're receptive? We suggest simply smiling at the room (or the universe, if you will), and looking relaxed and approachable."&lt;br /&gt;"On the first date, avoid staring romantically into his eyes. Instead, look down at the table or your food, or simply survey the crowd at the restaurant. He will feel crowded and self-conscious if you gaze at him too much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I will agree that staring at a man you're interested in at a bar probably isn't the best idea- you could end up looking like a stalker. But no eye contact?? Give me a break. I firmly believe that it is necessary to at least make eye contact with someone to let them know you're interested. And smiling at the room? Ok, so I'm supposed to sit alone at a bar, smiling? Do you have any idea how crazy that looks? I can guarantee you that if you use this technique, absolutely NO ONE will approach you. Men generally don't approach women who look like they are a few sandwiches shy of a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;And when on a date I'm not supposed to make eye contact with the guy? It seems to me that if I am out with someone and they are looking at everything but me, I'm going to assume that they have no interest in me or in what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"One of the hardest aspects of dating is figuring out what to say. If you're smart, you'll just stay cool and just listen to what he has to say. Follow his lead. If he wants to talk about dance clubs, tell him which ones you've been to and which ones you like."&lt;br /&gt;"Don't feel you have to be entertaining or have interesting conversation all the time. On the date itself, be quiet and reserved. He'll wonder what you're thinking, if you like him, and if he's making a good impression." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I agree that being a chatterbox is a definite turn-off, I don't think that being quiet and reserved is the best policy, either. I think that if he is the man for you, letting your real personality show through is the best thing that you can do. If you are quiet and reserved, don't try to be something else on a date. But if you are fun and quirky, then by all means, show your true self. Trying to be reserved when it's not who you are will come across as fake. If the guy wants a quiet woman, then he's not the right man for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these rules seem to be telling you to be someone you aren't. What happens if the "Rules" work and the guy falls in love with you? The answer is that they don't work, because if he falls in love, it's not with you; it's with the person you are portraying by following the "Rules."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114461568742270345?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114461568742270345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114461568742270345' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114461568742270345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114461568742270345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/04/rule-3-dont-stare-at-men-or-talk-too.html' title='Rule #3: Don&apos;t Stare at Men or Talk Too Much'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114306289560560782</id><published>2006-03-22T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T16:28:15.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>White Dade's Take on Rule #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never? Not even 'Let's have coffee' or 'Do you come here often?' Right, not even these seemingly harmless openers. Otherwise, how will you know if he spotted you first, was smitten by you and had to have you, or is just being polite?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did an &lt;a href="http://whitedade.blogspot.com/2006/03/your-ego-is-up-hereim-gonna-need-it.html"&gt;entire post&lt;/a&gt; about something like this once. Just because a man approaches you does not mean that he is “smitten” or “has to have you.” He may just also be being polite. And again, this is why “The Rules” just irks me to no damn end. Because there are a lot of men out there who find it unbelievably sexy when a woman approaches them. So you are weeding out a good portion of the population. And the guys who always approach women? Jackasses, all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"By not accepting the concept that the man must pursue the woman, women put themselves in jeopardy of being rejected or ignored, if not at the moment, then at some point in the future."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash, you have a good point. When a woman is rejected by a man it is much more devastating than the other way around. To say that men are more open to advances than women would be like saying the US is more open to new ideas than Cuba. That being said, your chances are a hell of a lot better. But let’s not forget, it’s not like guys live for being turned down either. Personally, I will approach a girl maybe once or twice a year, and generally that girl has to be on Spring Break and at least six Rum Runners into the night. Otherwise, I figure if a girl wants you, she’ll talk to you. Rejection is my biggest fear, so I guess I can’t blame a woman for feeling the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A word about dances." (again with the dances!!) "It's become quite popular these days for women to ask men to dance. If a man doesn't bother to walk across the room to seek you out and ask you to dance, then he's obviously not interested and asking him to dance won't change his feelings for you. He'll probably be flattered that you asked and dance with you just to be polite and he might even want to have sex with you that night, but he won't be crazy about you. Either he didn't notice you or you made it too easy. He never got a chance to pursue you and this fact will always permeate the relationship even if he does ask you out."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dances are not necessarily fun for us. They may be fun for other women who just want to go out and have a good time. But you're looking for love and marriage so you can't always do what you feel like. You have to do "The Rules." That means that even when you're bored or lonely, you don't ask men to dance. Don't even stand next to someone you like, hoping he'll ask you, as many women do. You have to wait for someone to notice you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for the sake of this blog, lets just call “Dances” “Clubs.” Because in a modern setting, this is what she is referring to (again, for my LDS readers out there, you are the exception). You know how women ask men to dance nowadays? They walk up and dance near a guy, hoping he’ll catch on. But no rejection is really risked because you’ll never know if the guy wasn’t interested or he was just too drunk/high/enthralled by the DJ to notice you were there. And how do guys ask girls to dance? They come up behind them and start humping away like they were on a National Geographic special. Not very romantic at all, is it? If you are looking for a long term partner, do you really want to tell people at your engagement party, “Then Larry came up behind me and started grinding himself on my ass, and I knew it was love?” Best to avoid “Dances” altogether if you are looking for anything more than intoxicated sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will agree with one point, though. If you initiate thing it does put you at a disadvantage in the future. Because in any relationship there is always one person who likes the other person more, and that is the one at the disadvantage. So, I guess for once, The Rules does make a valid point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114306289560560782?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114306289560560782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114306289560560782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114306289560560782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114306289560560782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/white-dades-take-on-rule-2.html' title='White Dade&apos;s Take on Rule #2'/><author><name>White Dade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000657284869736377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6168/1844/1600/171276/Graig.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114260489441587711</id><published>2006-03-17T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:14:54.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule # 2: Don't Talk to a Man First (and Don't Ask Him to Dance)</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Rule #1 (be a creature unlike any other) had some merit, but I am seriously doubting Rule #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Never? Not even 'Let's have coffee' or 'Do you come here often?' Right, not even these seemingly harmless openers. Otherwise, how will you know if he spotted you first, was smitten by you and had to have you, or is just being polite?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think that I'm a fairly friendly person. And I think friendliness is much more attractive to a guy than aloofness (if that's even a word). As to whether or not he's just being polite, if he wants to be around me more, I think that's a fairly good indication that he's not just being polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"By not accepting the concept that the man must pursue the woman, women put themselves in jeopardy of being rejected or ignored, if not at the moment, then at some point in the future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure we do. But by waiting for a man to approach us, we put ourselves in jeopardy of being very alone, as well. And aren't men putting themselves in jeopardy of being rejected if they have to approach us? I don't know a single person who hasn't been rejected at some point in their lives, and the more often it happens, the more gun-shy we all become- men as well as women. There are probably some great guys out there who are being passed by because they are too afraid of being rejected to approach a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I have pursued men before, and that rejection is the worst. So I think we need to find some happy medium. My opinion is that it is alright to approach a guy, but if he doesn't seem interested, then move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"A word about dances."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (again with the dances!!) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"It's become quite popular these days for women to ask men to dance. If a man doesn't bother to walk across the room to seek you out and ask you to dance, then he's obviously not interested and asking him to dance won't change his feelings for you. He'll probably be flattered that you asked and dance with you just to be polite and he might even want to have sex with you that night, but he won't be crazy about you. Either he didn't notice you or you made it too easy. He never got a chance to pursue you and this fact will always permeate the relationship even if he does ask you out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Dances are not necessarily fun for us. They may be fun for other women who just want to go out and have a good time. But you're looking for love and marriage so you can't always do what you feel like. You have to do "The Rules." That means that even when you're bored or lonely, you don't ask men to dance. Don't even stand next to someone you like, hoping he'll ask you, as many women do. You have to &lt;strong&gt;wait&lt;/strong&gt; for someone to notice you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so maybe that man that you asked to dance won't be that interested in you, but maybe by going out on the dancefloor and having fun, someone &lt;strong&gt;else&lt;/strong&gt; will notice you. It is my belief that men are much more likely to notice the girl on the dancefloor, having a good time, and lighting up the room with her smile. By standing around and waiting for someone to ask you to dance, I think you are setting yourself up to look standoff-ish and boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114260489441587711?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114260489441587711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114260489441587711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114260489441587711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114260489441587711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/rule-2-dont-talk-to-man-first-and-dont.html' title='Rule # 2: Don&apos;t Talk to a Man First (and Don&apos;t Ask Him to Dance)'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114251602322531704</id><published>2006-03-16T08:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T08:33:43.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's What You Get</title><content type='html'>Well, well, well. So you went on a date and weren’t funny or talked much and the date was painfully dull, huh? Surprise, surprise. Now, granted, this guy sounds like he was about as interesting as your typical Prime Time selection on C-Span, but in situations such as this it then falls on you to make the date bearable. By no means go out with him again, but in order to get through an excruciating experience such as this, sometimes the lady must be funny and/or talk a little too much. Otherwise it’s just crickets and tumbleweeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yet again, the Rules are shown to be quite inaccurate. Were you out with a stockbroker or actor or some other profession where men love to talk about nothing but themselves, the Rules may have served you well. But when you are on a date with a guy like Cuddle Bunny, sometimes it is in the best interest of your sanity to keep the conversation alive. Unless you enjoy your main social interaction for the evening consisting of “Yes, the Blue Accord? That’s mine.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114251602322531704?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114251602322531704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114251602322531704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114251602322531704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114251602322531704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/thats-what-you-get.html' title='That&apos;s What You Get'/><author><name>White Dade</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04000657284869736377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6168/1844/1600/171276/Graig.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114236236043659320</id><published>2006-03-14T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T13:52:40.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday's "Rules" Date</title><content type='html'>So I've waited a few days to post anything about my date last weekend, hoping I would think of something interesting to talk about, but no such luck. It was perhaps the dullest date I have ever been on. "Cuddle Bear" (as White Dade has chosen to name him) had absolutely nothing to say the entire evening. And since the Rules tell me not to be funny or talk too much, I had no way of saving the date. It was excruciating. I really wish there was more to tell you all, but I was barely able to stay awake at dinner.&lt;br /&gt;And by the way Bad @ Life &amp;amp; JenJen....I wore black pants and a baby blue tank-top. (No neon colors on this one).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114236236043659320?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114236236043659320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114236236043659320' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114236236043659320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114236236043659320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/saturdays-rules-date.html' title='Saturday&apos;s &quot;Rules&quot; Date'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114203609748747763</id><published>2006-03-10T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T19:14:57.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guy's Perspective on Rule #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok...time for another installment of "White Dade's Opinion."  WD, I am really happy I picked someone so opinionated. It helps a lot to hear a man's (un-edited) point of view.  Without further ado.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-first-rules-date.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My First "Rules" Date&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/rule-1-be-creature-unlike-any-other_10.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rule #1: Be a "Creature Unlike Any Other."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guy's Perspective:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I would like to congratulate Miss Ash on getting herself a date. I hope your Cuddle Bunny asked you out. Very un-rules like otherwise. Who the Hell does that? Seriously? Even if you DO like to cuddle, that’s like saying “I want to make you breakfast in bed” before you take someone home. Ridiculous. I eagerly await the opportunity to critique this social outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Being a creature unlike any other is really an attitude, a sense of confidence and radiance that permeates your being from head to toe. It's the way you smile (you light up the room), pause between sentences (you don't babble on and on out of nervousness), listen (attentively), look (demurely, never stare), breathe (slowly), stand (straight), and walk (briskly, with your shoulders back)." "It doesn't matter if you're not a beauty queen, that you never finished college, or that you don't keep up with current events. You still think you're enough! You have more confidence than women with MBAs or money in the bank. You don't grovel. You're not desperate or anxious. You don't date men who don't want you. You trust in the abundance and goodness of the universe: if not him, someone better, you say. You don't settle. You don't chase anyone. You don't use sex to make men love you. You believe in love and marriage. You're not cynical. You don't go to pieces when a relationship doesn't work out. Instead, you get a manicure and go out on another date or to a singles dance. You're an optimist. You brush away a tear so that it doesn't smudge your makeup and you move on! Of course, that is not how you really feel. This is how you pretend you feel until it feels real. You act as if!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confident women are great, so long as they are confident about things that are worth being confident about. That girl with the loud, obnoxious voice who makes no effort to tone it down because she is proud of its tone? Not attractive. That girl who acts like a spoiled, high-maintenance brat because she is proud to be part of ParisNation? She will be spending a lot of Saturday nights with her toy Pomeranian. Or the girl who weighs two bills and orders dessert saying “Hey, I’m fat and proud?” Good, you will soon also be diabetic and proud, a cardiac patient and proud and, probably, single and proud. So, yes, ladies, be yourself, so long as yourself is not an overly offensive, spoiled fat girl, Because God knows every man pictures himself with one of those. And how does this apply to women who, you know, actually finished college, have MBA’s and money in the bank? Are they supposed to be like “I am more confident than those bimbos who dropped out of community college so they could marry well?” I just don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Most women hang around men all night waiting to be asked to dance. But you do The Rules. If he wants to be with you or get your phone number, he'll search the crowded room until he finds you. You don't offer him your pen or business card. You don't make it easy for him. Don't even carry them with you or you may be tempted to "help him out." The reason is that he has to do all the work. As he scrambles around begging the coat-check girl for a pen, you stand quietly. You think to yourself, 'The Rules have begun!'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singles dances are actually quite popular among twentysomethings. Provided those twentysomethings are members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Otherwise “Singles Dances” are generally held in large rooms with smoke, lasers, alcohol and the occasional illicit drug. At which point finding a pen may prove rather difficult. At any rate, telling a woman to make a man do all the work is only setting her up for failure. When you do this, a man thinks “If I have to do all the work now, what happens when we are in bed? Or, God forbid, have children?” Okay, we actually skip that second part, but still we are concerned that a woman who makes you desperately scramble for a pen may be the type to make your life a living Hell should you choose to pursue her after the lights come on. And, again, a lot of men feed of female interest. Feigning apathy will only make me less inclined to call you. Feigning interest, on the other hand, may get you dinner at The Ivy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114203609748747763?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114203609748747763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114203609748747763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114203609748747763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114203609748747763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/guys-perspective-on-rule-1.html' title='A Guy&apos;s Perspective on Rule #1'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114200685729060421</id><published>2006-03-10T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T11:09:18.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule #1: Be a "Creature Unlike Any Other."</title><content type='html'>I will admit that Rule #1, in essence is a very good one. Aside from acting "demurely," the basic premise is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Being a creature unlike any other is really an attitude, a sense of confidence and radiance that permeates your being from head to toe. It's the way you smile (you light up the room), pause between sentences (you don't babble on and on out of nervousness), listen (attentively), look (demurely, never stare), breathe (slowly), stand (straight), and walk (briskly, with your shoulders back)."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"It doesn't matter if you're not a beauty queen, that you never finished college, or that you don't keep up with current events. You still think you're enough! You have more confidence than women with MBAs or money in the bank. You don't grovel. You're not desperate or anxious. You don't date men who don't want you. You trust in the abundance and goodness of the universe: if not him, someone better, you say. You don't settle. You don't chase anyone. You don't use sex to make men love you. You believe in love and marriage. You're not cynical. You don't go to pieces when a relationship doesn't work out. Instead, you get a manicure and go out on another date or to a singles dance. You're an optimist. You brush away a tear so that it doesn't smudge your makeup and you move on! Of course, that is not how you really feel. This is how you pretend you feel until it feels real. You act as if!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this one is pretty ok in my book. I agree that desperation is not attractive and moving and not settling for someone who doesn't feel the same is the best thing to do- even if you have to fake it. By the way, what the hell are "singles dances." Hard to believe that this was written in 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Most women hang around men all night waiting to be asked to dance. But you do The Rules. If he wants to be with you or get your phone number, he'll search the crowded room until he finds you. You don't offer him your pen or business card. You don't make it easy for him. Don't even carry them with you or you may be tempted to "help him out." The reason is that he has to do all the work. As he scrambles around begging the coat-check girl for a pen, you stand quietly. You think to yourself, 'The Rules have begun!'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like "the games have begun." Ok, this seems really unneccessary. I really don't want to make a guy run all around a "singles dance" (haha), looking for a damn pen. I always carry one, and besides, I don't know a single person who doesn't have a cell phone. Also, I don't see a problem with asking a guy to dance, as long as it doesn't seem desperate and I don't go up to him multiple times to ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114200685729060421?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114200685729060421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114200685729060421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114200685729060421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114200685729060421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/rule-1-be-creature-unlike-any-other_10.html' title='Rule #1: Be a &quot;Creature Unlike Any Other.&quot;'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114193163983018807</id><published>2006-03-09T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:14:27.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My First "Rules" Date</title><content type='html'>Well, gang, it looks as if I'll have something to write about sooner than I originally thought. I have a date Saturday night with a guy I met on match.com. He asked me out on Tuesday, and since I am not really that interested in him, I thought he might make a good victim...ummm, I mean test subject. He seems a little dull, and he actually has mentioned several times that he likes to cuddle. The first time he said that, I thought he was joking, so I said, "wow...that's almost too cheesy for words." I think I may have offended him, but since he's mentioned it several times since then, I'm guessing I didn't hurt his feelings too badly. Any guy who asks me right off the bat if I like cuddling is definitely not someone I would want to date. Granted I do like to, but it's not something that any man asks during your first conversation unless he's a (and excuse my language) pussy.&lt;br /&gt;So we shall see how this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114193163983018807?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114193163983018807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114193163983018807' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114193163983018807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114193163983018807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-first-rules-date.html' title='My First &quot;Rules&quot; Date'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114186048292286421</id><published>2006-03-08T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:52:27.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>White Dade's Commentary</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ok folks. To do this the right way, I really wanted to get a guy's input. Enter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://whitedade.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;White Dade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;. After reading his blog, I knew that he would be the perfect guy for this project. He's intelligent, opinionated and observant. He has agreed to add his commentary on both the Rules and my experiences with them. I'm still working out the kinks in how to do this so that it reads well, but I'm thinking that I'll add his posts after mine (or rather before, as the most recent post appears at the top of the page). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyways, here are his first two entries:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-first-evening-with-rules.html"&gt;"My first evening with 'The Rules'":&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guy's Perspective:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inherent problem with “The Rules” is that it automatically weeds out men who feed off of women’s enthusiasm for them. Contrary to popular belief, a LOT of guys like girls who are not “aloof” as you say. Actually, most of us do. There is an expression that guys like to throw around to the effect of “The Thrill Is In The Chase,’ which is true. But when that chase is akin to the Battan Death March run at Olympic speed, we tend to think “There are easier ways of doing this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashburn did the right thing in this situation, though, especially since she didn’t seem overly enamored with either one of these guys. Had she shown excessive interest, well, she may have gotten one of these poor boy’s hopes up. As a very wise person once told me “If you never expect anything, you’ll never be disappointed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I would like to add that any guy who asks your friend for your number may be a little lacking in the cojones department. I am all for letting a girl make the first move, ask for my number, etc. But honestly, dude, if you can’t ask a girl to her face for her number, how are you ever going to ask her to take off her bra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/introduction-but-first-product-you_07.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introduction: But First the Product- You!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guy's Perspective:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Men like women who wear fashionable, sexy clothes in bright colors. Why not please them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright colors are back, Ashburn, have you not been to the Polo store lately? One trip to the window shop at Bal Harbor or Aventura tells me that if you are not in Bright Orange, Bright Pink or Bright Yellow, you are an abomination to fashion and do not deserve any attention from men. This trend is quite unfortunate for those of us that look good in, say, black, navy, grey and white. Am I getting too Queer Eye here for you? IN GENERAL, I would have to agree with the rules, here, though. Bright colors give off an air of fun and carefree-ness. Like, I picture blonde tanned girls laughing away in their bright orange polo shirts. But, by all means, if you look like shit in red, don’t waste your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Don't leave the house without makeup. Put lipstick on even when you go jogging!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a word in the fitness industry for women like the one who wrote this pearl of wisdom: Gym Skank. As a fitness professional, I find it insulting when people use my facility as a pick up joint. And most girls do too. For the men reading this: NEVER PICK UP A WOMAN AT THE GYM. I know you think you look hot in your Hanes Muscle-T, and there is inherent sexuality oozing out of the walls of even the smallest weight room. But you are going to look like a jackass and your success rate won’t be very high. I have never met a girl who said she liked being hit on during her workout. And sweaty makeup is only hot in one situation, and it does not involve an elliptical machine. Okay, it involved an elliptical machine once, but that was a long time ago and it almost got me fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Do everything you possibly can to put your best face forward. If you have a bad nose, get a nose job; color gray hair; grow your hair long. Men prefer long hair, something to play with and caress. It doesn't matter that short hair is easier to wash and dry or that your hair is very thin. The point is, we're girls!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a lot like the colors thing. Short hair looks good on Natalie Portman, Halle Barry and a few runway models. That’s it. If you are not one of those people, take that thought out of your head and put it right next to “You know, I’ve never actually TRIED heroin.” But, yes, you should try to look as good as possible if your goal is to attract a man. We are visual creatures, ladies. That is what we play off of. It is why we love porn, strip clubs and sports. We are judged by our peers by the attractiveness of our mates, much as you are judged by your mate’s relative success. Sad? Sure. Unfair? You could argue that. But your looks will be the #1 thing that a man is initially attracted to. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Don't tell sarcastic jokes. Don't be a loud, knee-slapping, hysterically funny girl. When you're with a man you like, be quiet and mysterious, act ladylike, cross your legs and smile. Don't talk so much. Wear black sheer pantyhose and hike up your skirt to entice the opposite sex! You might be offended by these suggestions and argue that this will suppress your intelligence or vivacious personality. You may feel that you won't be able to be yourself, but men will love it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part they forgot to mention in this section is that is was meant for women living in countries controlled by the Taliban. Had they left that in, you probably would not have had to make those multiple trips to the bathroom. In all honesty, in a lot of other cultures this would apply. Which is why I find most Latin girls in Miami so dreadfully dull and humorless. Maybe they are funnier in Spanish, I don’t know. This suggestion is complete crap. In America, f you want a guy with a personality, you have to have one yourself. Plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thanks, White Dade for the input. And guys, if you get a chance, visit his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://whitedade.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- there's some very funny stuff there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114186048292286421?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114186048292286421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114186048292286421' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114186048292286421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114186048292286421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/white-dades-commentary.html' title='White Dade&apos;s Commentary'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114174768793331721</id><published>2006-03-07T10:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T11:42:21.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction: "But First the Product- You!"</title><content type='html'>So there are a few parts of this that I agree with- basically the premise is to always look your best. But there are parts that absolutely infuriated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Look your best! The better you look, the better you will feel, and the more desirable you will become to him. Maybe other men will start finding you more attractive and asking you out. You will no longer feel that the man you're currently dating is the only man on earth. You'll be less anxious and more confident. And when you look and feel good, you're less likely to break The Rules."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, makes sense, and it's something we should all do. But wait! Here comes the fun part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Men like women who wear fashionable, sexy clothes in bright colors. Why not please them?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, I just threw up a little in my mouth. First of all, I didn't realize that this was the 80's and we were back to wearing "sexy clothes in bright colors." I happen to think a nicely tailored black suit, or well-fitting jeans and a black top are much sexier. Bright colors don't look sexy. Sure, they can be cute, and cheery, but if we are looking for sexy, a bad choice. And furthermore, it is much more important to wear clothes and colors that flatter you. For instance, I have light skin and blonde hair, so yellow, orange, and some reds look absolutely horrible on me. I would much rather be classy than "sexy." And I am not even going to touch that "why not please them" comment. Anyone who knows me knows that that one sent me through the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Don't leave the house without makeup. Put lipstick on even when you go jogging!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I work out to get into shape. I am not going to the gym wearing full makeup. Besides the fact that it's really bad for your skin, I don't want to have to sacrifice a good workout in order to keep my makeup from smudging. I see women at the gym every day with makeup on, cute workout clothes and their hair done. There is a name for that kind of woman- a bimbo. These women make me want to hurl. And I honestly can't believe that any self-respecting guy is picking up these women at the gym with the intention of having anything beyond a one-night-stand with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Do everything you possibly can to put your best face forward. If you have a bad nose, get a nose job; color gray hair; grow your hair long. Men prefer long hair, something to play with and caress. It doesn't matter that short hair is easier to wash and dry or that your hair is very thin. The point is, we're girls!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm supposed to forego a cut that may be more flattering on me so that men can play with and caress my hair?? While I agree that a very short, boy-cut is not that cute (on most women-there are a few women that can pull it off), I also think that it's more important to have a style that works for YOU. I know someone who has very long, straight, fine hair. No layers. No bangs. Part in the middle. I'm sorry, but that Crystal Gail look is not flattering on anyone. And if you don't like your nose and want a nose job, please do it for YOU, not to "catch a man." Any self-improvement should be done in an effort to feel better about ourselves, not so that the opposite sex sees us as more attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where it gets REALLY infuriating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Don't tell sarcastic jokes. Don't be a loud, knee-slapping, hysterically funny girl. When you're with a man you like, be quiet and mysterious, act ladylike, cross your legs and smile. Don't talk so much. Wear black sheer pantyhose and hike up your skirt to entice the opposite sex! You might be offended by these suggestions and argue that this will suppress your intelligence or vivacious personality. You may feel that you won't be able to be yourself, but men will love it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now I'm full-on vomiting. All this time I thought that any man worth my time would want a woman with an actual personality! According to the rules, though, women aren't supposed to have personalities- we apparently are only supposed to be quiet eye-candy. Is that why I'm still single?? Because I am intelligent and like to laugh and make other people laugh? Damn, I guess I need to be a 'Stepford Wife' to land a man. Oh, and I need to start hiking up my skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't even started the rules yet...this was the introduction. Trust me, it gets worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114174768793331721?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114174768793331721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114174768793331721' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114174768793331721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114174768793331721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/introduction-but-first-product-you_07.html' title='Introduction: &quot;But First the Product- You!&quot;'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114165754742110098</id><published>2006-03-06T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T10:05:47.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My first evening with "The Rules"</title><content type='html'>Friday night I was at a friend's place for some drinks. There were only a few guys there, only two of which were eligible "candidates." Well, I did the "Rules" thing and remained aloof- friendly, yet aloof. It seemed to have worked pretty well. I noticed that they both started timing their cigarette breaks so they would be outside smoking at the same time as me. This is one of the "rules" that I actually agree with...after all, no one likes desperation.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, my friend called me to tell me that both of them asked her for my number. I haven't heard from either of them yet, but we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a lot of time today to dissect rule #1, and I forgot to bring the book with me today, but I'll try to get to it tonight.   I should have done that this weekend, but it's probably going to be a very long post, and the ADD was bad all weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114165754742110098?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114165754742110098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114165754742110098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114165754742110098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114165754742110098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-first-evening-with-rules.html' title='My first evening with &quot;The Rules&quot;'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23318115.post-114135156599135738</id><published>2006-03-02T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:07:57.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason for this Experiment</title><content type='html'>I have been reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0446602744/qid=1141349333/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/002-3411003-3760819?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Rules: Time-tested Secrets for Capturing the Heart of Mr. Right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;just for the hell of it (I'm on the elliptical every night for at least 45 minutes...lots of time to kill), and quite frankly, I found this book extremely insulting to both men and women. This book seems to completely disregard men's intelligence and want for an intelligent woman in their lives. It tells women not to joke or show her true personality until they are in a committed relationship. Are you kidding me? It calls for women to be the subservient Stepford wives of the 1950's. Is this really what men want from a woman?&lt;br /&gt;But, being the analytical pseudo-intellectual that I am, not to mention all of the Sociology classes that I took in college, I know not to discount a theory (especially a best-selling one) without testing it. Hence this blog. I'm not sure how long this blog will last for two reasons: 1. I have ADD and will probably get bored with it, especially as there most likely not be daily posts and it will be a rather long process; and 2. I HATE playing games and lying to people.&lt;br /&gt;Now to really do this, I have to follow the "Rules" to a tee. Therefore I cannot try this on any guy that I already know, have talked to, or has read my &lt;a href="http://ashburnite.blogspot.com/"&gt;other blog &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ashburnite"&gt;MySpace page&lt;/a&gt;. After all, the "Rules" tell you not to show too much personality or be too deep in the beginning. Anyone who has read anything I've written or who knows me knows that this is totally &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;It the weeks or months ahead, I will go through each "Rule" and analyze that "Rule" as it pertains to actual real-life dating.&lt;br /&gt;By logging this, I'm hoping it will prove the "Rules" to be just what I think they are: complete crap; and hopefully dissuade people from playing these games.&lt;br /&gt;This will probably start very slowly because I have to wait for a man to initiate conversation and to ask me out. Being the impatient person that I am, this is going to be the most difficult part. But, if I'm going to do this, I have to do it all the way. So there may not be very much to write for a while. But please be patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23318115-114135156599135738?l=rulesexperiment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/feeds/114135156599135738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23318115&amp;postID=114135156599135738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114135156599135738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23318115/posts/default/114135156599135738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rulesexperiment.blogspot.com/2006/03/reason-for-this-experiment.html' title='The Reason for this Experiment'/><author><name>Ashburnite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08178625862969850097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c239/jlb392/marilyn2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
