I don't care and I don't share. The wine part of my wine and cheese comes straight out of the bottle and the cheese part is spread on my thin-crust Sicilian style pizza. Quiche is something that I kick back under the couch if it crawls out and barks at me. And I'd braid the hair under my armpits before I would shave it off (if I had enough of it to work around with my fingers).
But yes, I dress and shower too. Every day. Because when I was in the army as a kid, what the barracks used to do with the stinkballs was hold them under the shower and use scrub-brushes on them with naptha soap. Sports? Mine are gun sports, ever since I discovered that the Chicago Cubs aren't ever going to do anything constructive beyond dying. (Guns are more satisfying than bowling because I can't smash holes in the bowling pins just by hitting them with a slow-moving plastic cannon ball).
Guess that all makes me a ruralsexual. (But call me whatever the hell you want. I won't get angry with you unless you try raising my taxes to pay for some imbecilic social welfare program.
As I understand it, the term "metrosexual" is merely an updated term for an old concept. A couple hundred years ago, the term was "fop," and it meant exactly the same thing.
Just for yuks, I took the test (the link is on Andrew's site) with the result:
"You're a redneck.
You need serious help.
You need a new wardrobe.
You need a haircut.
You need to learn what grooming is. (Hint: it has nothing to do with marriage)
Our advice: Get out of your double-wide and move to the city. Either that,
or go buy a new truck. And tickets to a Kid Rock concert. Think about the merits
of chewing tobacco. Join the NRA."
Heh.
Of course, like many tests, it had a lot of bad questions. One example: they asked about how I exercise, but didn't have bicycling or frisbee golf as choices. Same thing for music: the only thing on the list remotely close to what I like was Springsteen, and I've never bought anything of his. They didn't mention jazz, blues, R&B (real stuff, not this pablum they call R&B today), classical, fusion, or southern rock.
And so on. It was obviously written by someone who thinks that bluejeans, blues, and Dodges are all barbaric. Feh. :)
I went to check out the test; I couldn't even take it. First question was who from a list I'm attracted to, and I hadn't even heard of some, and none of the rest were in the running. I like my women like I like my cigarettes, short and lumpy.
I find the whole thing rather amusing...especially since some people take it so seriously. I agree that fop works better. According to the Cyberpunk Handbook as a cyberpunk writer I am allowed to be a fop :)
I don't care and I don't share. The wine part of my wine and cheese comes straight out of the bottle and the cheese part is spread on my thin-crust Sicilian style pizza. Quiche is something that I kick back under the couch if it crawls out and barks at me. And I'd braid the hair under my armpits before I would shave it off (if I had enough of it to work around with my fingers).
But yes, I dress and shower too. Every day. Because when I was in the army as a kid, what the barracks used to do with the stinkballs was hold them under the shower and use scrub-brushes on them with naptha soap. Sports? Mine are gun sports, ever since I discovered that the Chicago Cubs aren't ever going to do anything constructive beyond dying. (Guns are more satisfying than bowling because I can't smash holes in the bowling pins just by hitting them with a slow-moving plastic cannon ball).
Guess that all makes me a ruralsexual. (But call me whatever the hell you want. I won't get angry with you unless you try raising my taxes to pay for some imbecilic social welfare program.
Arnold Harris
Mount Horeb WI
Andrew in denial? Methinks not, sir! He tries, in his own way, to be a gentleman is all.
As I understand it, the term "metrosexual" is merely an updated term for an old concept. A couple hundred years ago, the term was "fop," and it meant exactly the same thing.
Just for yuks, I took the test (the link is on Andrew's site) with the result:
"You're a redneck.
You need serious help.
You need a new wardrobe.
You need a haircut.
You need to learn what grooming is. (Hint: it has nothing to do with marriage)
Our advice: Get out of your double-wide and move to the city. Either that,
or go buy a new truck. And tickets to a Kid Rock concert. Think about the merits
of chewing tobacco. Join the NRA."
Heh.
Of course, like many tests, it had a lot of bad questions. One example: they asked about how I exercise, but didn't have bicycling or frisbee golf as choices. Same thing for music: the only thing on the list remotely close to what I like was Springsteen, and I've never bought anything of his. They didn't mention jazz, blues, R&B (real stuff, not this pablum they call R&B today), classical, fusion, or southern rock.
And so on. It was obviously written by someone who thinks that bluejeans, blues, and Dodges are all barbaric. Feh. :)
I went to check out the test; I couldn't even take it. First question was who from a list I'm attracted to, and I hadn't even heard of some, and none of the rest were in the running. I like my women like I like my cigarettes, short and lumpy.
I find the whole thing rather amusing...especially since some people take it so seriously. I agree that fop works better. According to the Cyberpunk Handbook as a cyberpunk writer I am allowed to be a fop :)