…you’re so Anne Frank

My whole life I’ve always been the type of guy who likes Plain Jane. In school everyone would like the “prettiest” girl in school. I was looking for the one who was cute on the low. That’s just how I am. I don’t like a lot of attention in a woman. When I first saw Boomerang, although I would agree that Robin Givens looks better than Halle in this movie, I wanted Halle. Halle was down to earth, but cute as a button. I like a girl who is easy like Sunday morning.

When I was younger and frequenting nightclubs and such. Just to let you guys in on a secret. It got to the point that I didn’t even wait in line at Love. I was there every Friday for two years. And I made my way to the Velvet Room each time and that’s where you could meet most of the celebrities, if they weren’t on stage. Anyway, from my weekly table at Love I could see the stage where they would always bring the flyest girls in the club on stage. I could gaze out and see the baddest one in the club, usually with the popping lip gloss, perfect outfit, and every guy in the club was thinking they’d really like to take her to the Diner after the club. Well, most guys usually just think about that, I’m the type of person who does that. And so I’d approach and I’d usually make like a DJ Khaled song and win. But through time and experience I learned something, those women love the spotlight, you can’t ask them to love you, because they love them some them.

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It didn’t take me long to go back to my proven ways, I would stop going for the girl everyone else wanted and go for the quiet girl who is politely sitting by herself or with a group of divas, but she just wants to blend in. Not obsessed with being the topic of discussion.

I like the simple things in life. I like going out to eat, (I’m actually cinephobic, I’m explain this in another post), I like playing pool, I like watching the Laker game, and I enjoy sex at halftime. I like girls who don’t take an hour to figure out what they want to wear to Popeyes. I like Popeyes. I like girls who eat with their hands. I like girls who look in the mirror and say, “Eff it, I’m just going to the store.” I like when I say, “Baby run.” And you know what? She can run. “Teach your girl how to run.” – Richard Pryor. I like a girl who appreciates a nap. I like that she can wear heels, but I also like that she looks great in a jean skirt and some pumas. (Okay, so random note, I used to be a groupie. LOL. I used to only date female athletes. Something about those sexy backs and shoulders got to me.) I love women in a wife beater, some jogging pants and a pair of Air Max 95s or even the Nike flip flops. #dontjudgeme. I think what I’m trying to say is I just appreciate the simple things in life so much more.

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I like it when a girl can hold conversation with the fellas without flirting. Seriously, I get off to my chick coming into a Kobe vs. LeBron argument like a gang buster and shutting down any LeBron talk. Kobe is way better. That’s why she is rocking the Laker jersey dress jumpoff at every game. I like that she buys beer, even if she doesn’t drink it. I like that she doesn’t complain when she finds out that I’m probably going to finish this bottle of Henny tonight. She’s just along for the ride and happy to be there.

Now don’t get me wrong, I like that when she wants to dial it up she can. But today’s post was about loving the simple things that women do. A lot of women are convinced that men want to date Beyonce, um actually not. She’s doing too much. I wish she would go sit her Bodied body down and stop talking on the Telephone when driving. Case in point, Tamia still beats Beyonce in a taste test of 9 out of 10 men. Need another point, ask most men who their favorite member of TLC was. The majority will say Chili, until this recent reality show failure. The next largest group will say Left Eye, but they realized they’d end up with Chili after Left Eye burned down Andre’s crib and it was on MTV. T-Boz ain’t get no love, she was all up in the front and stuff. I just didn’t want another post to go up and I didn’t let you guys know that us men appreciate the simple things in life.

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Dr. J wants to know if you would like to hit the attic to hide out for bout two weeks…