What The Hell Is a Manly Man?

In my online dating adventures, I’ve had to read a ton of profiles. Most say the same things – the person is cute, funny, honest and is looking for someone who is the same. Since everyone says the same things about themselves, you’d think it would be a simple matter to find someone of like mind.

However, a lot of the profiles ask for a ‘manly man’.

I have no idea what the hell that even means. Do they mean the 50’s guy? Do they mean the mechanically inclined dude? Or the guy who doesn’t show any emotion because it might make him look like a pansy?

So because I don’t like tearing apart cars and stuff, does that make me less ‘manly’? And who comes up with the standard of what’s considered manly and what isn’t?

There are a ton of articles and blog posts about stereotyping women. I read one recently about how people shouldn’t use pet names if they don’t know you because it implies misogyny.

Now, in certain circumstances I’d agree. I saw a well-to-do guy say to a secretary the other day that, ‘Honey, it’s just business’. He dripped condescension. You could tell by his body language and tone that he thought she was beneath him, and I think it a fair bet that had a lot to do with her being a woman. I doubt he would have been speaking that way had she been a man.

So I get that, but women can be just as guilty. Lots of women call me pet names in a non-condescending manner.

For example, I get called honey, dear, baby, love and all sorts of other names by women. They don’t know me from Adam, but it’s just a term and nothing to get bent out of shape about. I don’t care if they want to call me those things.

However, you can use those same terms using a tone that I would mind – same as a man can when addressing a woman.

Telling people you want a ‘manly man’ is both meaningless and forces a stereotype on men.

Instead of typing such drivel, why not tell people what you really want in a man. If you’re attracted to men who know a thing or two about mechanics, then by God say that.

Just say it! Stop beating around the bush and making us guess what it is you find manly.


Do You, Baby

IMG_20151117_162230713_HDRIt’s been a while. For some reason my internet WiFi stopped working and I had to run a 100 foot wire from upstairs to my place in the dank basement. It was a frustrating process. Lots of flashbacks to when I could light a cigarette up and pretend it was helping me cope with the stress.

I’ll spare you the horrid details.

Anyhow, I’m doing okay. Lots of weird adventures in the dating world. Because I work afternoons, it’s super hard to have any sort of social life.

Don’t get me wrong, I freaking love being able to sleep in and stay up late. I don’t want to trade that freedom in or anything, but meeting new people or potential love interests is much, much harder. That’s all I’m saying.

I have managed to figure out the online dating thing. I’ve been out on quiet a few dates with different people since I last posted to this blog. There were two that started to get serious before things went off the rails.

And thus a blog post was born!

Do you people. Don’t let people or society tell you how to act. The first fledgling relationship I had, the woman told me I had to ‘act my age’ because I like to goof around. I also have an Avengers cup in my bathroom and a few action figures as well.

Sue me.

That’s the crap I like. Those things interest me. They entertain me. They make me happy. Is there some invisible line I missed that demands we give up the things that make us happy so we can grow old bored and miserable?

Screw that!

The second one just went all bizarre. I don’t even want to explain it. I think I might have some of the worst luck in choosing a mate on the planet.

But whatever. I’m not going to change who I am. I’m not going to ‘grow up’. I’m going to do me and live my life doing the things that make me happy.

If you’re still reading this, I hope you do the same. Don’t let people or society dictate how you should act. Don’t be miserable so others can feel better about how you’re behaving. Screw them.

Just do you, baby.

Creepiest Doll Ever?

I ran into two horrifically creepy dolls on the weekend at a garage sale. The male one made me want to poop my pants.

Or maybe there’s a bit too much fruit in my diet…

Either way, have a look for yourself.

Doesn't it look like it's going to jump through the screen and murder your family?

Doesn’t it look like it’s going to jump through the screen and murder your family?

I’m not sure who thought this doll was a good idea. Just think – at some point this doll had to be designed, approved and manufactured. At no point during that process did someone think this doll was a bad idea?

I mean come on, people! This doll will give children nightmares. If I had it in my house, I’d be locking away all of my sharp knives.

Hell, I might even start praying again just in case.

Here’s the slightly less creepy (in my opinion) female doll.

*psycho music playing in background*

*psycho music playing in background*

Let’s distance ourselves from these dolls for a minute. Take a breather. Relax. They’re just dolls.


A quick update:

Been super busy lately. Besides the move and single life, I found out recently a very close friend of mine has malignant tumors in his brain. They’re not sure what can be done at this point. They’re doing lots of tests on them.

It’s hard to watch their family struggle with this. My father died of cancer and I know how unbearably hard it can be to watch.

So fingers crossed.

I plan on resuming my regular blogging schedule next week. I’ll be making a post next Friday on the The Isaiah 53:5 Project, and I’ll be picking up the keyboard again on my own blog as well. I’ll also be tackling a few atheistic and religious subjects I’ve been thinking about lately.

Thanks for reading!

Bat Dog And The Pagan Celebration

Just a few quick pictures I thought some of you might enjoy.

I got Dexter a new Batman collar. He’s still ridiculously spoiled.

I also took a client to a Pagan festival. It was pretty cool. They had some neat  merchandise, especially the cloaks and hoods.

Wish I had cash on me. I might be sporting some new Pagan gear.

Things are still going well. I’ll talk about it more soon, since I’m typing on my phone.

Hope you enjoy the pictures!


Peek a dog


Cool tree anyone?


My name is Batdog!


I'm cute


Pagan tunes


Shopping for pagan gear


Soccer Dog!

Dexter might be the next David Beckham.


Look at these skills!

Just getting warmed up

Just getting warmed up

This move is called 'The Shaker'

This move is called ‘The Shaker’

Look at the fluid grace he displays while moving the ball

Look at the fluid grace he displays while moving the ball

My work is done here

My work is done here

My roommate is away, but yesterday his mom came over to see Dexter. She talked about how much my roomie likes him and talks about him all the time. He put on a soccer show for her.

It’s pretty funny because if I say ‘crazy dog’ he growls and shakes his head back and forth.

It’s impossible to be fluffy, golden and be intimidating, but that doesn’t stop Dexter from trying.

First Shop and Settling In

I’m now officially moved into my new home. It’s pretty comfortable and Dexter stayed by himself for eight hours last night and did perfectly fine, even though his Daddy-Dog was nervous as hell at work.

Dexter sleeping it off after playing in his new yard.

Dexter sleeping it off after playing in his new yard.

I went for my first shop which was super expensive. Seems all first shops are, but I still feel the need to complain about it.

Below you’ll find a picture of the beginning of my shopping adventure. It ended in tears at the checkout but that’s neither here nor there.

My first shop! Ignore the bachelor unhealthy things.

My first shop! Ignore the bachelor-type unhealthy things.

I thought it was going to be harder than it was. I actually feel free for the first time in a long time. I can do what I want, argue with whomever I please and I don’t have to hide bits of me. No one holds power over me except myself.

I feel good.

I’m still a bit restless when falling asleep, but overall life is great. Maybe I’m fooling myself, but if that’s the case I hope it keeps up. Maybe being a fool isn’t so bad after all.

I also wanted to thank the readers here who were so supportive when my life turned upside down. You guys and gals helped me get through it and see the brighter side of things.

We’ll see how things go in the dating department. I promised myself that I’ll live here for at least six months. I won’t be going anywhere until spring (March) at the earliest. I hope I can stick to that plan.

Anyhow, that’s all I got for now. Keep on blogging and thanks again for your support. It means a lot to me.

Atheism Equals War and Misery

U.S._Marines_in_Operation_Allen_Brook_(Vietnam_War)_001I get tired of hearing how atheism means we as a society would be brutal to one another. Take this post for example:

Hugh declares himself an atheist. He related how, in the first week of studying philosophy at university, he learnt an uncomfortable truth. A purely atheist society, he discovered, cannot produce a shared social and moral foundation. Atheists can have moral values, he went on, but they can only obtain them from the religious beliefs prevalent in the society around them.

Even if this were so, then why bother with the magical bits and just adopt the moral values?

If atheists are capable of moral values, then why wouldn’t they be capable of codifying these values into laws?

While we may take some of the moral values that were codified in religion, we have also discarded many of them, such as not working on the Sabbath or being able to enslave another individual. If we merely based our morality on religion, we would follow these barbaric religious laws and never question them.

Fortunately, we do question them given enough time.

For instance, would murder be outlawed in NoGodLand? Actually, no. It doesn’t make sense that murder would be considered a crime. A society that does not believe in the soul, or the sanctity of all life or the equal value of all people before God cannot logically produce laws that stem from these beliefs.

I don’t usually swear on this blog…but I’m about to make an exception.

What in the name of the great holy fuck!

It doesn’t make sense that murder be outlawed? Are you fucking kidding me?

In what universe does wanton murder lead to a thriving society or human flourishing?


So why the hell would atheists want to live in a society where murdering people for no reason is a good thing to do?

And why can’t an atheist believe in the sanctity of life? In fact, I would argue that many religious people don’t believe in the sanctity of life. They believe they are above other life forms. They believe they’re special and will even avoid the overwhelming evidence of evolution because they so badly want to believe they are different from every other life form on this planet.

Religion hasn’t stopped the slow but sure destruction of our environment or the extinction of animals caused by our cruelty and stupidity.

So what sanctity of life are you talking about? In fact, the whole eye for an eye thing has helped support the failed system of execution.

If we look back at Europe in its pagan days, about 1500 years ago, this is exactly what we find. The Viking invaders who terrorised Britain, Ireland and France held to an honour culture. You fought for your king, no matter what he did. In return, the job of the king was to bring victory on the battlefield and a sufficient supply of stolen food, animals and slaves. Nothing else mattered. If he failed to do this, he was killed and replaced.

Um…you do realize that the Vikings you’re talking about here had their own form of religion, right?

You know…Odin, Thor and the rest of them. Those Gods. And the idea that if you died in battle you’d end up in a magical realm called Valhalla.

So much for that theory.

So an atheist society is a place of permanent war and conflict, both within its borders and without. There is no peace or safety anywhere. That is where Europe came from. That is where it can still return.

Well, many parts of Europe are becoming more atheistic and they’re also some of the most peaceful places.

Atheism is just a lack of belief in God(s). It wouldn’t necessarily lead to either war or peace.

However, it does force us to look at our reasoning without hiding behind blind dogma. As an atheist I can’t support slavery by pointing at my non-book of atheism. I can’t pronounce that a higher being that created us has ordered we keep slaves and provided instructions on how to keep them. I can’t explain away infanticide using the bible, like William Lane Craig did.

That doesn’t mean I couldn’t support infanticide, but if I did, how much easier is it for the rest of you to see through my bullshit and realize that I’m a monster?

Furthermore, I would consider humanism (for example) a far more ethical code of values than Christianity, Islam or Judaism.

And you certainly don’t have to be religious to adopt them. Also, the best thing about humanism is that it can change with time. We can correct for errors in our thinking because we realize they’re not divinely inspired values but human ones. The very source of its strength comes from its ability to be improved upon.

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