Chick Flicks: A Guide to Growing a Vajayjay

This past week weatherchannel.com teased us in the 10-day forecast by saying that we would be stuck inside due to severe thunderstorms, although none of which turned out to be true, Julie and I have been preparing like it's a hurricane. What better way to spend a rainy day inside than watching something with the word "diaries" in the title? Now, I don't particularly hate girlie movies with all that much fiery passion, but given the choice between watching a 20 something go soul searching in Western Europe, swearing off men though secretly being open to accepting any native she meets as her soul mate, and explosions with a chance of nudity, I would much rather choose the latter.

The latest batch of estrogen that has been emanating from our TV set has been in the form of Grey's Anatomy. We all know the story: Girl tries to make it in the same career field as her famous mother, only to get swept up in inter-office romance with her yet-to-be divorced boss. Joining the ranks of dozens of other bubbly bright eyed nymphomaniac interns. Egos are tested as she and her friends denote nicknames to their bosses in the form of Mc(adjective). This not-so-secret slight against Irish-Americans doesn't slow the doctors down as they fall in and out of love with patients, complete their six degrees of separation of sexual partners involving their colleagues, spreading kitschy catch phrases that only get proliferated by the likes of Oprah and the ladies of The View. All while chomping at the bit to satiate their unending lust for blood and gore.

Ok maybe I give the show a little more credit than it's due. After watching four seasons of this medical melodrama I must view it on my terms. Thankfully with the recent acquisition of a Netflix account (not saying whose exactly)*1 we have many more choices of things to watch. Our current favorite being Law & Order: Special Victims Unit*2. This show is much more up my alley.

What separates SVU from the other twelve or so Law & Orders out there is that this one focuses on the particularly heinous crimes of Forced Unlawful Carnal Knowledge (otherwise known as FU.... hey wait a minute). We enjoy the drama and the mystery of finding the perp who left a middle-aged man dead and strung up in S&M gear for his wife and daughter to find. Between this, Sex and the City, and watching Titanic for a 3rd time, it's really no contest. When watching shows about such a gritty and disturbing subject matter it's reassuring knowing that we will be leaving the city soon.

Oh wait a minute! Julie just showed me a news article about three men being found dead in a lake in Northampton. Well I guess you can't win them all. I'm just glad I won't have to hang up my tiger-print spandex super hero outfit just yet!

*1 Holla atchya S-Dub!

*2 Look to my previous post "Thanks Man: A Retrospective" and you'll know why -- smug stan