Hawaiian Reeves

Hawaiian is in the throes of a crush. Seriously.

And I’m not sure what to do about it. It’s a tiny one at this point. Just barely there, but present. Like the hint of a cough that could disappear at any moment or turn into a raging fever that leaves me blind to anyone but this curly-haired, broad-grinned guy who manages to make me laugh so easily and often. If the patterns of my past hold, this will be my only crush of the year, so I have to prolong it and languish over it in some tortured and gothic fashion. It also happens that each crush gets just a little bit closer to being right than the one before, which means each one is a little bit more nerve-wracking than the one before, which means I usually want it to end almost as much as I’d like it to be real.

I find the best way to deal with these things is to look for greener pastures, but the two fields I visited in the past week were apparently seeded during heavy droughts. The not-so-baby bear from Monday night was as condescending as he was round, which only managed to kill one of our appetites at dinner. I mean, I realize that my childhood love of geography was sparked by watching beauty pageants which means that I can’t tell the British Virgin Islands from the U.S. Virgin Islands on a map, but I really don’t need anyone “informing” me that Long Island is in New York. And yes, he really did that.

As for the other guy… (more…)

Hawaiian has not been himself lately, and apologizes deeply for neglecting his blog and his three regular readers.

And because I’m still not fully myself, this post is more likely to show than tell. But that’s ok, really, because a picture is worth a thousand words (except for those that leave you speechless.)

Anyway, after leaving everyone alone with the Hingis, it was pointed out by a friend that I left many of my other favorites off of that list, and that perhaps others might “enjoy” getting an eyeful of some more women who can easily bring a tear to mine. So here they are, a handful of women who to, at times, make everything about TV hurt so good.

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