This Week's Bean Counter: Diggin' the Weekly Dig

Last issue of the The Bean Counter's Score:  36




Moved into awesome apartment: +50


No one showed up to the Moving Party: -25 (Sad Face but there was nachos)


There was nacho & dip at the moving party and red juice with fruit: +15


RFKAO's car suffers a case of bad alternator disorder: -20


The car goes all pouty AFTER the move: +10


Chapter Six finally got posted somewhere on the website: +55


Invented a new gun: +10 (not really diggin' the whole "gun" thing)


RFKAO makes potato wedges that wipe out all past potato wedges made by disgruntled cooks on Naval vessels around the world: +30


Chewy snores...loud: -10


Friend Nicole sends me a YouTube video called the Masochism Tango See Here: WINNING +100


Read my renter's Insurance policy, and if Chewy dies in some freakishly odd accident his burial is not covered, but if he bites someone (highly unlikely) then the bitee is covered. Go figure!: -50


Chapter Seven is not at all what I planned in my head. SURPRISE!!!! -5

Looked for the next episode of Being Human to watch on Itunes, it was not there. After a little research me and RFKAO found out that last week's pathetically bad episode was the season finale: -150


This dysfunctional family unit had to get addicted to another show AND quickly. Found Game of Thrones, and LOVED IT: +45




Still haven't met anyone worth while to brag about, so Team Single still wins out again: -30






This week Tally: 61


Hey it's getting better!!!


Tune in late tomorrow for the Flash Fiction for this week. I managed to come up with something different. Not different as in happy or chilling or something I dug up from the recesses of my over-imaginative mind. This is something, for lack of a better word GOOEY.

Introvert... Going Nuts

Sometimes I wonder if I try not to leave my house because I'm afraid to go out there? If somehow in all my travels I've just become a shut in- I can come up with any excuse to not leave my house. I can't go out with such and such because I want to drink with them and I can't. It's after sunset and I don't want to be outside after dark. I don't have any money. What if someone robs me while I'm gone?

With Chewy here now I have a great reason to not leave the house. He's not trained yet and I don't want him to freak out if I'm gone too long.

The big question is: When did I become so afraid?

I'm from a major city, I've traveled in and out the Navy, I'm a notorious wanderer in my family, I'm brave enough to write a book, and go to school, but if I have to leave my house for anything, I loose my nerve.

Seriously I actually want to cry about it. Over the years I've noticed more and more how reclusive I've become. I wonder if this is part of my depression? Am I just being lazy? I'm scared and I don't know why.

Maybe I ran out of meds and this is me normally?

Regardless, this is about half of what I felt the day I tried to kill myself. I'm more afraid than ever now that  I might get worse. I'm in a new city with no friends. If I never leave my home who will notice that I'm not there anymore?

Scary this being off the meds. My goals don't even motivate me like they did before. You know why chapter six is still a mess? Because I can't stay focused enough figure out what to do.

If you're reading this and you're freaking out, good. Cause' so am I.

I think I need to find some yoga or some type of meditation on Youtube. Maybe after I center my Chakras, I'll write something that doesn't raise every flag in the bag.

The Argument of Dating Below Your Standards or Why Beautiful Women Date Ugly Men

I'm assed out for a topic today. Yes I just said that. I know that I have not posted very consistently  over the Holiday, so I wanted something really really good.

I figured I take to the web to see what was out there. Lo and behold another question about WHY women date________________.  For guys reading this here's my disclaimer: I'm a chick and I don't know. Unlike Whitney Houston and The Legendary Chaka Khan, I am NOT every woman. It is NOT all in me.

Why beautiful women date ugly men? I searched Google (where else would I go?). Then for kicks I went on Youtube. Between these two sites you should be able to find the answer to anything. New York Magazine said it's because women feel more secure with an ugly man. Basically since he knows he's ugly he'll never leave you.

Ladies if you want that kind of devotion, go to the local animal shelter. It's okay no one you know will see you there. Peek in the cage, see the thing with four legs and huge trusting eyes? It's called a dog, pick one up today.

The same article in NY Mag explained it pretty well though, “When you date an ugly guy who’s smart and interesting, you think you’re getting a good deal. You’re getting him on sale. You think an ugly guy will be more grateful and treat you better.” Made me think of buying shoes. I love buying shoes...


That's something to think on. But I had to get another point of view. So I found an article from Billdoll.com written by self proclaimed ugly man (poor schmuck). He goes a little bit deeper into that "He'll never leave you" notion. He gets right down to the fact that beautiful women are high maintenance. In order to feel as beautiful as they look, they date someone uglier than them to make them for secure about themselves. How awful. He put it rather crudely that women in general would prefer a toad at her feet. Personally I like the one about getting him on sale better. But same point.


Poor Schmuck also offered a few more reasons like: If the woman was or is a Daddy's girl then the woman will like him good looks or not if he reminds her of her father. I've heard this before in Yes Sean Connery. I can buy this, because I am a Daddy's girl. My dad has a great sense of humor, I can tell him anything no matter how off the wall and he'll completely relate. I look for these qualities in the guys I've dated. I know a few women who do the same. Or if she hated her father she'd look for qualities that her father doesn't have. I can get behind that idea.


I liked Poor Schmuck's article, he  also said that there are more beautiful women in the world than men. Something that has to do with math. Man I hate math. Basically it's impossible for all women to compete for the same type of man. We do anyway, but that's just my opinion. One more from Poor Schmuck them I must move on. Ugly men are better in bed. Holy cow we hit gold on this one!


I have a filthy mind, and I like to talk with like minded women. Whenever the topic of The Ugly Man comes up, conversation just gets dirty. Mom cover your eyes. The merits of the ugly man's prowess in and out of bed  has heads turning, panties flying, and women rushing to 24 hour convenience stores the world over. In other words the ugly man is the sexual equivalent of an Olympic Gold Metal gymnasts.


Youtube, has a few videos about this topic. The fact that I had to sit through some of these videos should make you pity me right now. One stood out by angierandomstuff, she said that most ugly men are nicer, yadda yadda yadda... same stuff NY magazine and Poor Schmuck said.  She also said women would tend to find an ugly man, to pretty much stomp all over him. Usually, the words push over are written in sharpie ink on his fore head. I had to think of this, I admit, the last time I dated a pushover was after I'd been dumped by someone who treated me down right bad. Sorry Rebound Guy it's nothing to do with you, unless you let it happen.


But what killed me and why I even have to mention youtube is the response to her video. Akwesi100, who is not ugly in my opinion, basically stood up for ugly men everywhere and said that no woman, no matter how beautiful should be able to walk all over a man. Then he just spins off on his rant, but good start. Stay strong, black man, you stay strong.


I'm not a professional when it comes to dating, heck I'm not even dating right now. I do know that when you're in a relationship with someone, it needs to be for the right reasons. The right one is not going to fit into any one category, old, ugly, smart, funny, brooding, or eccentric. The ONE is going to your perfect combination of all the qualities you like. It's going to be a partnership that surpasses all the other crap you've ever experienced.