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28 Fake Questions: Vetting The ‘Love’ Candidates
Do you have a ‘love checklist’? Are you firm in what you’re looking for in a significant other? Does it require your girl to be pretty, musical, smart, a fly tap dancer, speak Pig Latin, and cook well in nothing but an apron? Have you ever looked at your list & realized you might be a touch delusional? I’m still in denial about my totally non-existent checklist, but from time to time I’m forced to face reality.
In every election season, there’s a tough vetting process for the candidates. Sometimes it’s accidental vetting, but occasionally the candidates are forthcoming with their quirks. We want someone who fits us. I know many of you guys are dragging your feet on dating or committing because, well, you’re just unsure whether that girl you like has what’s needed to complement your own quirks. In other words, you’re not sure how much like your mom she really is. This fixes that. Just hand her this questionnaire and sit back while she fills in the magic. You’ll know soon enough whether your girl is the perfect cross between Giada, Megan Fox, Natalie Wood, and your mom. Also, don’t be surprised if she high-tails it out of there, slaps you, or turns the tables and hands you a questionnaire of her own.
In my generous effort to help my fellow helpless men who inexplicably find themselves in situations where they’re receiving ‘love’ applications and/or resumes for a certain position, I’ve made this excellent questionnaire. Start vetting your ‘love candidates’. You are welcome. Read the rest of this entry »
The Remaining Bachelor Princes
9 foods I might as well move to the bomb shelter
by Jonathan Bombpop Perry
I don’t have a fallout shelter, but if I did (and I really should, just so I can get one of those signs) I could start filling it right now with these unused and under-consumed foods that have been long-neglected in my cupboards and freezer. Yes, I tend to overbuy and not plan meals very carefully, often eating whichever frozen meal sounds tastiest. I might as well store the surplus in a very special bomb shelter pantry. These 9 foods are mostly great foods, but they’ve been sitting in my house for years in some cases and they’ll probably last forever anyway (the underused veggies and half loaves of bread won’t). Besides, they’re taking up precious kitchen space.
1. Soup-If I’m in the mood and the weather is cold, I’ll eat soup, but I really haven’t been in the mood and it hasn’t been cold for at least 6 months. I like soup. I mean, it’s easy to heat up, but ehh. There’s always too much sodium.
2. Ramen Noodle-Also a soup, Ramen Noodle is the vestigial tail of my college years. It’s cheap, doesn’t take up much space and is pretty yummy. I should eat some. I wonder how old that package is. I wonder if it’s buggy.
3. Quinoa-There were samples of quinoa (keen-wa) at the grocery store a few months ago. It was delicious and I wanted to make the food sample lady feel useful, so I bought a package of the weird ricy/pastafarian/grain-stuff the Incans feasted on after sacrificing a virgin. I know that I’m too lazy to recreate it the way she did (the food sample lady not the sacrificial virgin) since this would require planning so that I return to the store and purchase ingredients for the fancy preparation. In the nuclear fallout shelter, I’d be less picky and would just steam it or whatever. Maybe use soy sauce. Or spaghetti sauce. I also need to make more rice.
4. Spaghetti-Last year after I moved into my house I was really getting to know my kitchen and made attempts at growing up and cooking food like an adult. It lasted about 3 months. During this time, my big food was pasta. Mostly spaghettis, but some raviolis. Somehow I overbought sauce in jars, which I should eat. I think there really is some sort of expiration/BPA leach date I should heed. There are 4 jars of tomato sauce in the cupboard and one jar of opened pesto sauce in the fridge. Oh, and noodles.
5. Cake-I have many boxes of cake mix. I’ve made a couple cakes, but have several still sitting there aging, luring bugs. I’ve been making lots of tasty brownies instead. Of course, cakes would be great in a bomb shelter. Why not celebrate the end of civilization? Also, I could just eat pudding.
6. Instant Pudding-Honestly, this probably came from mom’s house 10 years ago before she moved out of the state (braised gluten also came from mom’s house). These days if I want pudding, I’ll buy the pre-made stuff in those little prepackaged cups in as many weird flavors as I like (Blueberry Muffin Pudding, anyone?). They’re cheap, too. They may or may not require refrigeration.
7. Potato Pancake Mix-What the heck? Yeah, I saw this at the market and being the impulsive buyer of weird stuff that’s not too expensive that I am, I brought it home where it decorates my cupboard (I found hummus and falafel mixes, too). 10 years ago when I was visiting Castle Neuschwanstein in Germany, we ate at a restaurant at the bottom of the hill between bits of tourist nirvana. It just so happened that the potato pancakes dish was 1 of 2 vegetarian items on the menu. It was magically delicious. Anyway, maybe I’ll make it sometime. Mom used to make potato pancakes out of leftover mashed potatoes. Tasty.
8. Fancy Exotic Dishes like Indian or Thai-I eat a lot of microwaveable meals, even Indian and Thai, but they’re mostly frozen microwaveable meals. Of course there are microwaveable meals that don’t require freezing. These sit in your cupboard all sealed up nicely waiting for Iranian nuclear warheads to destroy all electronic devices via EMPs (electromagnetic pulses), rendering microwaves useless. I suppose a living room campfire would still heat up the stuff. You could eat it with quinoa.
9. Canned Veggie Meat-Being a vegetarian, I have occasion to eat veggie meat (and tofu and braised gluten). I don’t really do it much these days, but if I would just bother to cook more, it might happen. However, I have prepared for those times when I do have the perverse urge to cook. Seriously cook. That bit of cooking will require some great canned veggie meats from the likes of Worthington, Loma Linda, and Morningstar Farms. It also usually requires 3 or 4 people to consume it at a meal. If I dare open a can, I am basically committing myself to eating the stuff within the next week or before it goes bad (whichever comes first). That’s maybe 4 or 5 meals of the stuff over several days. I really need more variety. The frozen versions of the stuff seem to be more useful to me at this point.
I don’t have a bomb shelter, though. More is the pity. I have lots of food waiting to go into it. There might even be popcorn, crackers, and chips. Can you say fallout party? What do you overbuy and why?
Stay tuned for my interview with Maureen Wurtz with the U of Nebraska’s College of Journalism. That is, if it’s not worse than I recall. Also be on alert for future DB eBooks!
The secret phrase is fallout party.
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30 Million Chinese Bachelors and The Matrix Solution
by Jonathan B Perry
I have good news and I have bad news. First, the bad news: Guys of 2020, there will be a surplus of competitive males as there never has been before at any time in history. 30 million extra men to be approximate. In just 10 years there’s going to be such a glut of guys of marriageable age it’ll seem like one endless frat party where there are maybe 2 women in the back. Granted, these extra men are in China where the population is about 1.5 billion (and where 30 million is relatively small, though not really), but still they’re not all going to stay in China and there will likely be some domino effect flopping around the globe, so you’ll need to work extra hard to trick women into hanging out excessively. Drat.
Now the good news: Ladies of 2020, there will be a surplus of competitive males of marriageable age, so the dude options will be greater and more desperate than ever before. The scarcity of women makes each of you even more valuable (think higher pedestals) and you can be choosier and make guys grovel more. Many of you look forward to this. If you hold out just a little longer, say 10 years, some of you current bachelorettes might have better luck snagging younger, awesomer studs.
Of course this imbalance all stems from China’s one child per household policy that often saw families choosing to have boys as their only child and to abort the female fetuses as a practice of population control which retained males who would theoretically provide better for their families. It’s been called gendercide. Now aware of its severe gender imbalance, the Chinese government is making a strong push to the public to look more favorably on girls, hoping to stem the tide of aborted females. So far it’s only been slightly effective (there are banners saying stuff like “Girls are swell”), and it will still take generations for things to even out.
This sort of situation hasn’t really been an issue in previous civilizations. You could draw some similarities with the imbalances after the world wars, when there was a surplus of women when many Johnnys didn’t come marching home again. It’s believed the feminist movement even gained traction from the higher number of single professional women of the 1920s and 1930s. I just thought I’d point that out.
Concerns have been voiced that this excess of single men, unable to mate, may create many more societal issues in the years to come: wars to cull the surplus males, a rise in crime (particularly rape), an increase in prostitution, a rise in homosexuality, and many more sloppy apartments.
Since it will take many decades to correct the situation in China, what other solutions might there be to help the problem? I’ve come up with a few ideas and only one of them uses bachelors as human batteries a la The Matrix.
Chinese Bachelor Solution #1: Promote religions, like Buddhism or Catholicism, where bachelors become monks or priests. You might have to lure them in with church bingo at first, but do whatever works. This would require a moderate change in the government’s stance toward religion (I’m not pushing either religion. Baptist or Methodist monasteries could be developed, just to mess with things.).
Solution # 2: Chinese mail order grooms- When one thinks of arranging spouses to order, mail order brides from places like Eastern Europe spring to mind. Now with many young Chinese men potentially unable to find mates nearby, they’ll need to cast wider worldwide nets and this may include making themselves available for marriage by mail order. Bigger boxes. More air holes.
Solution # 3: Human batteries a la The Matrix- In the movie The Matrix people lived in watery pods and existed in a dream state, while powering the evil machines. Never mind that you could put caviar on iv and call it a spa weekend. Forget that Beijing and Shanghai could be powered cleanly and cheaply from now until Chinese New Year. No, I suppose it’s not an option (or even a good human rights thing), unless you just do Gilligan-style power-maker with the coconut bicycle making electricity (come to think of it, gyms around the world could do this bit and harness the power to run their tv’s). I’m sure there’d be some way to do it, though it doesn’t really fix the mating thing, does it? Hmm. Forget this one.
Solution # 4: Men dating outside their age groups- I realize guys throughout history have been dating outside their own age group, but it’s usually been scary old rich guys dating younger helpless and/or money-grubbing women (the dudes have more cows for dowries). The Future Army of Chinese Bachelors (cool band name!) may need to consider the limited options and be more open to dating older women, widows and retirees even. And if China can find way to pump out extra females (without aborting males), say through in vitro fertilization or some genetic magic, then the extra dudes could date younger without skewing things too much for the younger guys.
Solution # 5: Cryonics? I’m just putting it out there.
Solution # 6: Find female alien life. I think there have been B-movies about this.
Solution # 7: Import women- Let’s face it, China may do well to find incentives to import women to China. It might be useful to pay women to move to China and marry Chinese men. I can see it now, in 10 years time there will be specials on 20/20 and Oprah about how China has an army of bachelors just waiting for all available women to come for marriage and money. Perhaps special women-only schools could be set up to draw female students from around the world. Maybe it could be something like marketing the acrobat schools to Bollywood dancers (that’s the group I’d aim for).
So, China has a big problem, but there are often viable solutions to difficult problems. Hopefully something can be done to improve the potential for millions of Chinese, while avoiding a catastrophic future involving millions of filthy bachelor pads.
When I re-edit, I’ll find a way to sneak in Bowie’s song “China Doll”.
The secret word is imbalance.
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Nicknaming Your Friends (For Fun and Revenge)
(I was going to title this “Nicknames: Another Tool in the Guy’s Arsenal”, but decided it sounded fairly perverse, so I didn’t.)
Jonathan Blarney Perry
I like it when someone gives me a nickname. At least a good, non-insulting nickname. Nicknames are for friends and buddies. They’re cool and kind of endearing. It’s said that one’s name is one’s most precious possession, so it’s important to mess with those, but only a little. And really, being the nickname-giver grants you a certain power. It’s like naming a baby and if the nickname sticks and everyone starts using it, then you’ve really started something.
I was kind of named for my Uncle John, but not really and my mom doesn’t like it when people call me Jon. She’s weird.
Nicknames I’ve had:
- Jonny (by family & people who’ve known me since I was little)
- Jon (by a lot of my friends who don’t know my mom)
- Donger (High School. Sounds worse than it is. Maybe.)
- Goat (Mostly by Roland & Lenny. I use it for them, too, and randomly for everyone else.)
- Jonathanatos & Thanatos (Thanatos is Greek for death. I took a year of Greek in college.)
- JonPerryJonPerry (Teri D probably started it)
- JB (My dad calls me JB. It was the name of one of his mentors.)
- Jap (This was in middle school. Not sure if anyone besides Elizabeth Franks called me Jap. I had a huge crush on her.)
- Jack (a nickname I’ve envied, but it’s only been slightly used for me)
- Jon-dong-athan (by my brothers. My bro Chris sings a little song when he says this twice. Kind of cool.)
- JonnyBear (by my friend Heather. She’s too cute.)
- Wookie (Randy in the office calls me this a lot)
- Jon-Jon (my old friend Jeannine calls me this)
When I visited Taiwan, my friend Roland helped me pick a Chinese-y/Taiwanese-y name, ‘Pan Yuwehan,’ so I could have a rubber stamp made using Chinese script. It was pretty awesome to see my Chinese nickname in pictograph and perhaps one day I’ll find a use for the stamp, maybe in government work that involves rejection letters to Asia. At least I didn’t get a tattoo.
‘Tyson Chicken‘-Besides being a dude thing, giving nicknames is useful as a mnemonic device. I seem to have a crap memory, so sometimes I’ll give people nicknames so I can remember what the heck to call them. Recently 2 engineers started working at the office and I found it helpful to call Tyson ‘Tyson Chicken’ and Paul ‘Paul Bunyan’ (Paul is tall, but Tyson is not a chicken, so…). For years I confused Larry and Gary in another part of the office, though they look nothing alike, and eventually figured out that since Gary has gray hair it was helpful for me to think of him as Gary the Gray (like Gandalf the Grey), but I’ll never actually call him this, since he might not be so keen. Also ‘gray’ is an anagram for ‘Gary’, so bonus. Anyway, I no longer confuse them.
‘Paolo Weisskopf”-Some nicknames are just fun. I know 2 other Pauls from work, one I call ‘Paolo’ or ‘Paulina’ (at some personal risk to myself), and the other is a former supervisor who’s now retired, Paul Whitehead. For Paul Whitehead I came up with ‘Paolo Weisskopf’. ‘Paolo’ is a Portuguese name and ‘Weisskopf’ is a German rendering of Whitehead. This made me think of Nazis who escaped to South America (Brazil in this case) and gave their children mixed language names. I never called Paul this (that’s a shame) and certainly never meant anything bad by it, but thought it was awesome and should’ve been widely and obnoxiously used.
‘Stinger‘-One of the techs I work with is Brian Walker, who I refer to as Brian Walker ‘Texas Ranger’. He always wears a cowboy hat. I just found out that another tech, Bob, has been called ‘Boonie’ for 32 years by the other techs because he lives way out in the Boonies. This is useful since it can be rhymed with Goonie, loony, and Clooney. Maybe ‘Debbie Boonie’. Bill has been called ‘Stinger’ since he got into a nest of yellow jackets and had to visit the ER because of a bad reaction. I’ve called my college friend Allison ‘Allisonogram’, Pat ‘Patapan’, and Sue ‘Sousaphone’, but they ignore me, which is probably best. Usually anyone I know named Scott becomes ‘Scotland’ or ‘Great Scott!’.
‘DJ Mice-K‘-My buddy Randy at work (he calls me ‘Wookie’) admitted he was called ‘Nerd’ a lot growing up, but now is known as ‘Wizzer’ (not Wizard), because of his great betting and gambling prowess. I asked around and learned Dave Micek was called ‘Meats’ (for Micek) and Matt was called ‘Bones’ because he’s very tall and thin. Great names, but they could use some fresh stuff. For Dave Micek, I’m pushing the name ‘DJ Mice-K’. It’s only mostly stupid.
‘Hildegard‘-Randy mentioned picking out the Catholic confirmation name ‘Francis’ when he was a kid. When I discovered the coolness of the confirmation names, I asked a few of the other Catholics. Dave’s was ‘Paul’. One woman was also ‘Frances’ and another claims to not remember, so I suspect it to be something awesomely embarrassing like ‘Gertrude’ or ‘Hildegard’. Picking a confirmation name is like Asians picking out their Western names. It seems that in grade school many Asians pick out their own Western nicknames. It’s kind of cool, but if you’d picked out your own name as a kid, what would you have chosen?
‘Mikhail‘-My friend Mike, a former Mormon, once told us he was given the Mormon temple name ‘Mikhail’, which at first he thought was pretty great considering his name is Michael, until he overheard other guys in the temple that day getting the same special name.
‘Tenderloin Vanderbeek‘-I like trying out different nicknames on friends. It’s great to mess with them until something really fits. In emails, my friend Cami (who’s been known as Spam, Moose and Chamomile for years) and I use different nicknames each time for both ourselves and for the other person. For example, in a recent series of exchanges, she called me Red Man, Monkeyboy, Yoda, Spanky, Cracker, and Captain Congo and referred to herself as Django, Moosetart, Otto, Tarbaby, Samurai Smack, and Scarlet Pimpernel. Then I called her Moosey, Super Bon Bon, Manhands, Hydroponic Mosquito, Crotchety Crocheter, and Racist Casseroler while referring to myself as The Waffler, Chewbacca, DonkeyKongKublaKhan, Blarney the Gaelic Dinosaur, Snorklefish, Cap’n Crunch, Kim Jong Ill, and Tenderloin Vanderbeek.
‘Geritol‘-Of course, nicknames can also suck and be hard to shake. You always hear about those bad names kids get in school that turn them into the next David Koresh or Ted Kaczynski. Darrin and I use nicknames as good-natured insults. Darrin, who harasses me about my old man car, usually calls me some variation of ‘Old Man’, which is ironic because he’s about 5 yrs older than I am and is pretty gray. We go back on forth on names along the line of ‘Grandpa’, ‘Geritol’, ‘Ben Gay’, and ‘George Hamilton’ (Darrin is tanned). I think we’re still looking for the best nickname insults, though I’m proud to have told him “Go fold your Cosby sweaters, grandpa.”
Quality nicknaming doesn’t always come easily. They often take time to figure out and shouldn’t be forced. You have to try them on, like a Cosby sweater at the store. It might look nice on the rack, but end up looking crappy on you in the dressing room.
If all else fails, I’ll call you ‘Goat’.
Famous Nicknames: Wild Bill Hickock, Johnny Appleseed, Lucky Lindy, Lady Bird Johnson, Billy the Kid, Buffalo Bill
Famous Sports Nicknames: ‘Shoeless’ Joe Jackson, Reggie ‘Mr. October’ Jackson, Karl ‘The Mailman’ Malone, Earvin ‘Magic’ Johnson, Wayne ‘The Great One’ Gretsky, Michael ‘Air’ Jordan
What nicknames do you like?
The secret word is Tenderloin.
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With the weekend here, lots of people are pushing into restaurants and theaters as they join the dating frenzy. Maybe some of you freaks are even going out, doing date stuff. Dinner and a movie have always been a fine standby date combo. Really it’s the person you’re dating that makes the date great, so it shouldn‘t matter what you do. Right? You need to eat anyway and who doesn’t like to watch movies? But there’s always this underlying challenge to outdo yourself and others by going on a cool date. A cool date might be you and your date doing something a little different from the dinner and a movie routine. It’s always a little gratifying to have a successful cool date where you and your girl get dinner at a raw food restaurant, then take in the 
