Friday, February 20, 2009

Super Uber Random Thought


I read today (15th Feb 09 at 3:38 am) (dating stuff is important for my memory preservation fetish) that the woman who held the strange title listed in the Guinness Book of Records of WORLDS LONGEST FINGERNAILS was in a car crash and her nails were “damaged beyond repair” . (Full article here)

A big chunk of me believes its not necessarily a bad thing.

Is it fair to sum your life up or base all your achievements around this one specific aspect of your so versatile self? I together with Tom Stoppard believe that “ Every Exit is an entry somewhere else” – Tom Stoppard

Just a thought.

Extremely random as it may be.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

There's Something I Like About Same-Sex Couples

Last night the neighbours from Jake’s- he’s my boyfriend- apartment block came over. They were “drawn by the vibes” – their own words. As usual we were pumping the music for no real reason. We just felt like it. The couple that came over is a young lesbian couple that has been together for about a year and a few months. They had come over also, apart from being drawn by the vibes, because they wanted to find out what had happened to Alan – their new housemate. Earlier that day James (one of Jake’s housemates) and I were sitting on the balcony, chatting away, when James leaned over the balcony wall to look out into the street. Moments later Alan came out of his car with a big bandage covering a good portion of his nose, forehead and a bit under the eye. James instinctively asked what had happened and it turns out he was surfing on Llandudno beach when a novice surfer, that had repeatedly been asked to move over to the beginners side of the surfing area, crashed into him with his surfboard. It hit him from the side right across the face. Missed his eye by inches… Alan’s surfboard broke. I missed how that happened. We tried directing him to the nearest hospital but I forget he’s new to Cape Town and doesn’t know the area well. Nobody is home so James decides to help him out (after a few hints and verbal nudges from my side) clear directions in hand, he drives him to the clinic. This is no regular occurrence…

So I relayed the story to the neighbours and they are shocked and surprised at what happened. They go and have a smoke on our balcony while we - Shireen and I (She is the 3rd and last housemates girlfriend – Francisco more affectionately know as “Cisco Disco”) finish off in the kitchen prepping for the boys to cook. I join them on the balcony and instantly I get the same feeling I get when with another couple. But there’s just something intriguing and warm about same-sex couples. It may be the curiosity involved from an outsider’s point of view or the unusual nature of the relationships. I just can't put my finger on it. They were talking about dinner at one of their mom’s house; she had attempted to make macaroni and cheese but apparently failed. Dismally. Just their general interaction was interesting to watch. I could sense who was responsible for the “male” role. They had normal everyday issues that every one of us faces; which job to take on: the one that offers medical aid but is highly stressful or the one that doesn’t offer any but is where the heart is? Do they sleep in the same room when they visit their parents or do they just sleep in the same room so as not to raise that thought in their parents’ minds? (Think about it. They have the advantage of possibly milking the “they’re just really good friends” automatic reaction we all have to 2 people of the same sex sharing a room - and bed in some cases) , whose dad gets to give away her daughter the way they had subconsciously imagined all their lives? They even bicker over exes and exchange that look when a name that evokes a certain emotion or memory of past experiences is mentioned. Intriguing indeed.

I thoroughly enjoyed spending those few hours chatting away and “guzzling” our wine – Jake says I guzzle, I say I enjoy it differently…

By the time they left they were both very merry and happy they came over.

This got me thinking.

The Kinsey scale is an interesting method of measuring and acknowledging the grey areas in the topic of sexual orientation. Nothing is ever black and white you know. So the Kinsey scale, developed by Dr. Alfred Charles Kinsey who did some extensive research and concluded that a large part of the population is neither completely heterosexual nor completely homosexual, categorizes the different levels of “Homosexuality” or “Heterosexuality” (take your pick, personally I’m not bothered and that doesn’t mean I’m a 3).

The scale starts at zero and ends at 6.

Where do you fit?


Rating Description
0 - Exclusively heterosexual
1 - Predominantly heterosexual, only incidentally homosexual
2 - Predominantly heterosexual, but more than incidentally homosexual
3 - Equally heterosexual and homosexual; bisexual.
4 - Predominantly homosexual, but more than incidentally heterosexual
5 - Predominantly homosexual, only incidentally heterosexual
6 - Exclusively homosexual