My one-day, maybe, possibly, we'll see, Talent :)

I was watching this funny little show the other day called, damn, forgot...obviously the show didn't stick in my mind, but it did get me thinking...

So there they are...five, or six, ladies standing on the stage. They have already done the swimsuite competition, and the evening gowns have yet to be worn across the brightly lit stage, but first...the talent competition. My stomache drops and I comtemplate changing the channel for the sake of baring them one more peson watching them attempt to spread their talent on the world, but usually it's not so much spread as it is splatter, then smudge, then step on the ears or eyes of every human watching.

But remember...it does get me thinking....
What the heck is my talent? Was I born talentless? Is there such thing as being born without a talent? Ofcourse there are...look at most of the girls in the show. Are people born with talents, or do they learn the talent? Am I too old, almost 27!, to learn a new talent? If so, shouldn't my talent just find me if I was born to do it? If this theory is right, then where there heck is it and why hasn't it knocked on my door yet?
"Hello, Jennifer...this is your talent! So happy to finally have met ya! I was suppose to be here, well, about twenty years ago, but stuff happens...you know". Do you smack your talent in the face and tell him to bugger off...let's face it, I'de do it to Mark if he left me waiting for that long! or do you fall the to the knees of talent and quietly shed a single tear...whilst whiping it away with one finger...then whisper "thank you, talent, thank you".
Me. I'de probably just slam the door in talents face and laugh on the other side. Why? No one leaves me waiting that long.
I do wonder if it will happen one day though. Sometimes I think about the people that some how found theres. Americas Got Talent...seen that one. Some people have talents of dancing, some singing, puppetry, music, bending funny, jumping through fire and some even shoving nails up their nose. My god, even port stars found their talent...but not me...

That is okay though, because when it comes down to it. I don't need a talent, though it would be nice :) and I don't need to be extra special at something, because I'm extra special myself and don't need a talent to make up for my lack of special :P and because I'm darn happy being me :)


The craziness of it all is just that. Crazy.

Womens Standards.

So this whole thought didn't occur to me until late last night when my man and I were kicking back and watching a movie.

I had my hopes up, I guess you could say, after all...I had heard so much hype about how sexy the actor in the movie was. "Oh my god, he's so sexy!" are the words that seemed to follow the name of this movie every single time I heard it mentioned. It was craziness!

"Holy wow!", I thought, I have got to see me this fine looking man! I was all anxious when we threw the movie into the DVD player, I sat back on the couch, snuggled into my blanket and waited.

Now to any of my friends where you have been the ones to say "he's so sexy!", please don't take offence. There are so many of you out there, oddly enough,this is just a topic that I really needed to bring up and talk about.

So after sitting down during my very little spare time I for some reason decided to think about math. Ofcourse I used Marks assistance to get all the numbers, I hate math. Ew.

So here we go...my findings. I have atleast four friends (out of the 180, or approx 90 females, or so, on my fb page...it fluxuates) that find him sexy, and there are approx. three million people in Canada...divide in half for men to woman ratio, so about one point five million women...and in a nut shell this means that approx 66,666 women in Canada think that this rock hard, shielded "sex-bot" is, well, sexy. That's an incred. crazy number!!! That is 4.4% of women...

Then again, that is also 1.43 million that do not think his deep voice and large hands are a turn on. I hate to say it, but I'm with those ladies...I'm proud to say that this guy did nothing for me :)

So anyways, there we were all snuggled up watching the movie when suddenly a giant meteor hit earth on the DVD! No, it wasn't a meteor, it was a transformer! (pardon if that is suppose to be capitalized.) I was so excited, my heart beat just a tad out of time waiting to see him. The one that always seemed to be the guy talked about. Then there he was...tall, dark, and a robot. WTF? Suddenly I was abit confused. I asked Markus when he transformed did he turn human? He said no. Well WTF? See, I don't remember transformers much...I remember owning some, and to be honest, they pissed me off. Turn them this way, then that way, figure this little rubix cube of a robot out and then have fun turning it back :/ I pref. the good old Barbie doll, thank you :)

So there I was...watching this robot with utter dissapointment, when Optimus Prime starts to talk (that is the name of the robot.) So I know each and every person has their own "things" they like in a person, but to me, I'm just not into old guys yet...and by old I mean 70's or so...you know when the voice gets husky, yeah, that voice, well that was his voice...so he didn't even seem sexy when you closed your eyes. Yup...dissapointed.

Now I fully realize that I could turn out to be wrong and this guy just might be a thirty year old man who turns out to be the next "big thing", or maybe he already is. Maybe he is the "Optimus Prime" I had pictured when everyone talked about him. I'll take my chances.

Needless to say, after that, I lost interest in the movie. I think there was so much hype about the sexy, rock hard, large handed, shielded man...who really turned out to be a very big, large (because they also contained bazookas) hands, and plates that were permanently welded to his body to shield him...infact, they were part of his body, every part. Ouch.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is, it amazes me, this number...totally based on rough estimates here, that we as women are finding robots sexy. If you are one of them, remember that one of the crazy parts is that you are not alone. There are almost sixty seven thousand of you in Canada alone! Anywho, who am I to judge...I remember having a crush on Raphael from the Ninja Turtles in the 1st grade :)