Comments on: The Ow Factor http://adviceunsolicited.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/the-ow-factor/ Just What I Needed: Another Blog Wed, 21 Oct 2009 01:56:51 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 By: Eric http://adviceunsolicited.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/the-ow-factor/#comment-941 Eric Wed, 14 Oct 2009 08:19:38 +0000 http://adviceunsolicited.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/the-ow-factor/#comment-941 Wow, this is a great series. I've only known one HL woman in my entire life, which is incredibly frustrating given that I'm a HL male. My experience has been: HL men: > 80% of the population HL women: < 0.000000000000001% of the population :) I don't want a Stepford Wife, but damn it would be nice to be with someone who occasionally dressed in lingerie to surprise me or jumped me when I got home. Wow, this is a great series. I’ve only known one HL woman in my entire life, which is incredibly frustrating given that I’m a HL male. My experience has been:

HL men: > 80% of the population

HL women: < 0.000000000000001% of the population

:)

I don't want a Stepford Wife, but damn it would be nice to be with someone who occasionally dressed in lingerie to surprise me or jumped me when I got home.

]]> By: xi summit http://adviceunsolicited.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/the-ow-factor/#comment-150 xi summit Wed, 25 Apr 2007 15:32:01 +0000 http://adviceunsolicited.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/the-ow-factor/#comment-150 No medical professional necessary here ..... 'OW' translates to "STOP IT! NOW!" in Queenie-speak. Every year or so there's a real "OW!" but most are faked. And yes, I can tell when she fakes hurt for the camera. She's not a terribly good actress and 'faking' (of anything. Sorry, off topic) is not a skill she does at all well. And yes, I am trying to teach one of the off-spring that faking the "ow" is not the correct way to stop naturally exhuberant people (um, me) from being just that. A simple "please don't" will suffice followed by an exhuberant hip-check if that's not honored. All this to say, the kids learn from the parents. Even the junk. No medical professional necessary here ….. ‘OW’ translates to “STOP IT! NOW!” in Queenie-speak. Every year or so there’s a real “OW!” but most are faked. And yes, I can tell when she fakes hurt for the camera. She’s not a terribly good actress and ‘faking’ (of anything. Sorry, off topic) is not a skill she does at all well.

And yes, I am trying to teach one of the off-spring that faking the “ow” is not the correct way to stop naturally exhuberant people (um, me) from being just that. A simple “please don’t” will suffice followed by an exhuberant hip-check if that’s not honored. All this to say, the kids learn from the parents. Even the junk.

]]> By: Desmond Jones http://adviceunsolicited.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/the-ow-factor/#comment-148 Desmond Jones Tue, 24 Apr 2007 17:32:57 +0000 http://adviceunsolicited.wordpress.com/2007/04/24/the-ow-factor/#comment-148 I had to smile as I read this, Digger. There was a girl I dated once, before I started dating Molly. She was cute, thoughtful, interesting, lots of things I liked, so I asked her out. When I dropped her off, I gave her a hug. Not a massive bear hug, but definitely meant to communicate some affection more than mere 'politeness'. And she yelled, "OW!" There was no second date with her. Mind you, at that point, I wasn't thinking about what 'ow' might mean in a sexual context, but it did sort of signal that I couldn't be my natural, exuberant self around her (you did know that my 'natural self' was exuberant, right?), and that just didn't bode well. She married someone else, not too long after Molly and I got married, and they had four kids together, fwiw. I had to smile as I read this, Digger. There was a girl I dated once, before I started dating Molly. She was cute, thoughtful, interesting, lots of things I liked, so I asked her out. When I dropped her off, I gave her a hug. Not a massive bear hug, but definitely meant to communicate some affection more than mere ‘politeness’. And she yelled, “OW!” There was no second date with her. Mind you, at that point, I wasn’t thinking about what ‘ow’ might mean in a sexual context, but it did sort of signal that I couldn’t be my natural, exuberant self around her (you did know that my ‘natural self’ was exuberant, right?), and that just didn’t bode well. She married someone else, not too long after Molly and I got married, and they had four kids together, fwiw.

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