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Mood: Wubba wubba wubba
Music: Carpenters-Superstar!


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Therefore, the problem of where I left my sandwich this morning has no solution within the set of complex polynomials and thus, cannot be solved. QED, y'all.



I think I’ve mentioned before how hard it is for us lovely trans-peeps to find El RomanceThe last post and adorable Jamie’s subsequent comment set me to pondering on how truly lucky I am.  It’s easy to forget your good fortune in the grind of life  and I was glad to have the chance to reflect on my happy state of affairs.

After a lot of  fond remembrance and some purring noises, the engineer that lives in my head started asking a bunch of annoying, engineer-y type questions.  How hard was it for me to meet someone, really?  Was it much harder than it is for other, cis-gendered women?  How much harder?  Is there a way to accurately quantify this experience in a rigorous, peer-reviewable fashion?  Have you ever noticed how I start a lot of my blogs with a lot of questions?  What’s up with that?  Is that a persistent trend or just something I’ll tire of in a few months?

Anyway, I’m sure this has been done somewhere else and with more skill and precision, but whatever.  This is my town and I’m just giving the people what they want…numbers and “science”! So, for what it’s worth, I offer you the following analysis and comparison of single Denver trans-girl dating in late 2009.

Approximate US population…308,000,000

If 50% are men…154,000,000

Approximate number of US men aged 25-44 (my dating range)…42,000,000

If 90% of them are straight or bisexual (using the “10% rule”¹)…37,800,000

How many of them live in Colorado (we’re about 7.7% of the US population)?…2,910,600

How many live in the Metro Denver area (about half)?…1,455,300

How many of those guys are “desirable”, e.g. not felons, not sex offenders, not homeless, not certifiably nuts, etc. (assuming 10% “undesirable”¹) ?…1,440,747

How many of those guys would date a transsexual (I have no idea, maybe 1 in 50¹)?…28,815

How many of those guys are the kind of guy who reads books, listens to good music, likes Art, is employed, doesn’t live at home, tolerates cats, isn’t a Republican, makes me laugh, is intelligent, isn’t into domestic violence, knows something about politics and current events, isn’t addicted to sports or Internet porn, isn’t already married/in a relationship/polyamorous, isn’t an alcoholic or drug addict, doesn’t drive a Hummer or monster truck, doesn’t like NASCAR, doesn’t care if I have tattoos, thinks I’m cute, and can take me out and buy me dinner every once in a while (ummm, 1 in 50 maybe¹)?…576

Chance I’ll meet one of these perfect guys on the streets of Denver? about 1 in 2500

Chance a cis-gendered woman with low standards will meet a guy on the streets of Denver? about 1 in 1

Chance a choosy, cis-gendered woman will meet a guy on the streets of Denver? 1 in 50

¹The data provided in these instances is a best-guess estimate, has not been verified, and should not be used as a basis for further academic research.  However, the author encourages ongoing, detailed collection of demographic data in the hopes that such data may one day support the suppositions contained herein.

To put it another way, it’s roughly two orders of magnitude or 50 times more difficult for me to find a suitable suitor compared to a straight, non-transsexual woman of Denver.  Yeesh, when you think about the odds, it almost seems like it’s not worth the bother.  Just kidding!  It’s all totally worth it and I highly recommend it.

So yeah, I’m lucky and I know it, clap your hands.  If you’re with someone, you should clap your hands as well.  If you’re not with someone and you want to be, go out there and find them!  The numbers say it’s far from impossible and not even as remote as winning the lottery or dying in a plane crash.  Chances are, you’re amazing and deserving of love and happiness, so go out there and get it!

Happa-happy Holidays!

p.s. For the record, I don’t believe that luck is a real thing.  However, I do believe that people can put themselves into a positive frame of mind where “lucky” things seem to happen…which is even better.

Mood: Mellow gold
Music: Carpenters-We’ve Only Just Begun

I don’t care what you say.  We’ve Only Just Begun by Carpenters is a fucking great song…and you can tell I mean what I say because I used a curse word.

So, I’m not going to do a ridiculously long post today because I have to, like, work and stuff today…and tomorrow…and kind of from now on.  Don’t worry, we can still be friends, but it’ll be closer to a hi/bye thing than bailing you out of jail relationship.  Sorry.

So, I have two pictures for you.  The first is by a photographer I just saw on ARTISTADAY.  Her name is Alex Prager and her photos are really good.  And that’s saying a lot. See, I have…feelings…about photography and where it fits into Fine Art.  I’m not going to go into it here, but let’s say I hold photography to a much higher standard.  So yeah, she’s awesome, go to her site and look at all of her photos.  I love the washed out and super-saturated Southern California desperation in them.

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HELEN by Alex Prager

In other news, one time I made fun of this guy for a particularly horrible dinner bowl he concocted one night.  Turns out, I am way worse at playing dinner sometimes…

Shut up, I know.

Shut up, I know.

So…God, how can I explain this?  You’re looking at a plate of baked beans, two grilled chicken thighs, and a piece of day-old frozen pizza with some spaghetti sauce on top.  I feel dirty and embarrassed. Um, I was really tired (and, apparently, mentally ill) when I got home and had that chicken and the piece of pizza and I thought, “why not baked beans?”    And yes, I ate it.  Believe it or not, I’m actually a good cook and know what I should be eating for dinner.  That chicken is actually for a lovely black bean stir fry that I’m going to make…Thursday?  Amway, consider this my apology.

In other, other news…I’m still doing well.  I got my new driver’s license and Social Security card yesterday, so I can finally get a new library card…which was the actual point of this whole exercise.  MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!


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