Painfull!

So we land in San Jose, and this girl from the FBO meets us and helps take care of getting the customers on their way, etc. She's an employee of the Jet Center, not my company.

Gawd, have you ever seen a girl who is so goddamn beautiful she makes your soul hurt? This one is one of those. Uber hot, Uber friendly, Uber NICE!. Perfect body, perfect face, and as far as I've ever seen, perfect personality.

Every time I see this girl, I think of all the poems about Luthien and Tinuviel in LOTR. Geekly? Yeah. Definitely. But she has that effect on me. God almightly, how does a shmuck like me register with a goddess like that? ANS: he doesn't. He merely dreams.

I feel like Gimli the Dwarf looking upon the beauty of Galadriel every time I see this girl. Absolute yumminess, forever beyond my reach. Dayum.

But in their own way, these are the days that make life worth living. Like the pics I take of places like Bozemen and Hamilton, MT. Holy fucking shit. Places that touch my soul. I guess I should be grateful that there is someone in the world who has that effect on me. God knows I don't feel it at home.

Romanic silliness, drunken ramblings, or something else? Who fuckin' knows.

Doubtful ,but I appreciate the sentiment.

When are you taking off, Flyboy?

Oh heck yeah, many times. The kinda girl that looks like she's from an entirely different reality, a variety of humanity that leaves you as little more than a caveman in comparison wondering who she could possibly be attracted to.

Thing is, often times women of such stunning beauty rarely get asked out because nobody thinks they have a shot.

Yes. I A few...but exceedingly rare...times, I have.

I think I know exactly what you mean even...someone who's beauty, not only "merely" physically, but in so many more ways than just physical, just...like it radiates..glows...into some unseen higher dimension of heart and soul and mind and spirit wonderfulness...and you ache in your soul for this person, but you feel, compared to them...like a stain...like you would sully them with your base corruptness.

Will you be seeing this woman again? Would it hurt you to take a chance and just talk to her? What's the worst that can happen if you did? She's not interested?

Hell, you already know she's above you and wouldn't probably be interested anyway? Right?

So what's to lose?


Dude, with (the rare) girls like that, I usually just ache about and move on...and regret it forever...but one girl I did finally get up the courage to talk to...after months and months of just dreaming or her every night...and after dating two other girls in the meantime and feeling guilty, like a jerk, because I kept comparing there girls to her..wishinbg they were her instead...

And it turned out, she actually was interested back.

And we later married.

(And later divorced, but it was a great, life-altering experience anyway!!!)

The fact that there could be a woman out there that makes me feel this way, depresses me for how marginally happy I am with the girl that I am dating. The thought that depresses me more is that I think it may be my girlfriend's friend.

Marso: Not all uber-hotties have a flight attendant attitude.

You're a pilot...that puts you in the top ten percent of men right there. You got a whiff of Yeager about you, so have some gorram confidence!

Use of uber....GHEY.

Places that touch your soul...GHEY.

Thinking of poems from LOTR...GHEY.

And you wonder why you can't get this girl.

Definetly ghey.

Use of the word GHEY = Gay

Its used so as not to offend.

I meant to say in that rep comment "Dissin' a man's poetic moment=ghey".

When coming across the beautiful splendor mother nature has created, it has been man's nature to wreck it.

Ruin her.

It's been awhile since I've met a girl like what you described. And I dunno, chances are, to other guys, she's just 'meh', or 'yeah, she's ok, I'd do her'.

Sometimes I wonder what exactly it is that makes us think of one particular person that way. People mention pheromones, but if it were that simple, then every guy would like the same woman.

I think it's a combination of pheromones, how you've been brought up to appreciate a certain type of beauty, personal tastes, and a bunch of other stuff we'll never know about.

Commander. Plow the field. What your wife doesn't know, won't kill you.

I have experienced that, except with an amazingly gorgeous, intelligent, kind, and COMPLETELY unavailable male. The first time I saw him (at school) my stomach felt all weird and tingly and I thought "I want to marry that man." Tall, broad shoulders, nice body, and a beautiful, honest face with a strong jaw and stunning eyes...to top it all off...he was wearing glasses. My God. Even remotely attractive guys with glasses make me feel warm in the naughty areas, and TALL remotely attractive guys with glasses pretty much require me to have some alone time. So here's a tall, not remotely, but EXTREMELY attractive guy with glasses...who, as I discovered, also manages to pull off being nice and smart. Be still, my beating heart.

Come to find out, he's dating a sorority slut who brays like a donkey and weighs maybe 95 pounds. So. He's every damn thing I want, except for one...NOT shallow.

It's a trick. Get an axe.

The Flow's marriage has never been summed up more succinctly, you are a master of the descriptive arts, Noodles.

A sorority slut who brays like a donkey?

Shall I come over there and distract her while you make your move?

Apart from the utterly exquisite and oft-mentioned Karen at work, who after 20 years still has that effect on me, there was one other time such a thing happened.

Waaay back in the 80s when I was working as a techie on the film "The Deadly Spawn," a group of young people arrived at the shoot to also lend a hand. Among them was a teenage girl named Dawn. Fine-featured pretty brunette, no attitude whatsoever, openly friendly to all humans. When we'd finished one shot of the monster and we were all kinda buzzed from pulling it off successfully, I happened to look up and our eyes met across the giant latex tadpole. She gave me the most dazzling, friendly, warm smile I have ever seen, and at that moment it was like heaven cast an angel spotlight on her. Just ... wow!

So, yeah, I know whatcha mean.

Giant latex tadpoles are the ultimate aphrodesiac IMO.

You know, I'm at the age where I figure...why torture myself?
Why even look twice at hot women I know are way out of my league? Like the old Jewish saying goes "have no desire for things you can't aquire."

Unless I win the lottery or get all over the news for some crazy heroic act, I'll never get any more hot babes.

Time to focus on the other cool things in life that I can actually participate in.

Damnit, where the hell are guys like this in real life?!

If ya can't wax poetic over a beautiful woman, well, then, what is there in life?

(cue Conan line)

Well.. you know how the old saying goes...

Girls without looks make the best cooks,"OR" Girls the look like wookies have the best pussy..

..or something like that