Three minutes...

So, I was talking to a very good and wise friend about various things, as we do, and the subject came up about underwear and the three minute rule. What? You don’t know what the three minute rule is?  To be honest, I didn’t know about it either. We were talking about underwear and how you may notice it on someone and wonder how comfortable it is or isn’t but essentially after three minutes it’s no longer an interesting topic and underwear is just underwear. It is probably even more so a three minute deal when you live with someone all the time and what’s covering a derriere is same old same old so a three minute look sums up the interest level.

 

I dunno. I think I want more when it comes to underwear consideration time when it comes to important to look at underwear be they on significant others or sexy men. I don’t want to be restricted to a glance or a seen-it-all-before-look. I believe when it comes to the perusal of underwear there should be no rules. Just my thoughts as someone who constantly wanders around the house in my underwear for longer than three minutes. I couldn't live with someone who was timing me and my underwear.


Say no to rules.

Fifty million brilliant ideas…

I had fifty million brilliant ideas today. Some days you’re just popping aren’t you? Needless to say all these brilliant ideas conflicted with work because as I had them I emailed people who knew people who did this and that and if I mentioned this name or that I’d get a good price. Networking baby, it’s all the rage and the key to it? Talk to people. Listen to them. It doesn’t take much and it opens many doors and it costs nothing but being able to strike up a conversation. Just think, all those years ago, when I got thrown out of Music class for talking, and yeah, there was that time in Home Economics, I was actually practising future networking.