Last night I had the opportunity to see * drumroll please* The Sound of Music for the FIRST time. Ever in life. The lovely ladies @KittyBradshaw, @Divasanddorks & @OsoChic and I settled in for an Anniversary showing @ the IMAX Theater on 34th street with free popcorn *yay* ( FYI: Me & D&D popped our Sound of Music cherries together! ) We saw people dressed as Nuns and people were singing along (it was like Karaoke) and reciting the lines before they came out the mouths, and I loved every minute of it!
I can see why this movie is one of the most popular musicals of all time, the songs are simplistically divine. I knew songs that I didn’t know I knew from the movie.I didn’t know “My favorite things” was in this movie and I just absolutely LOVED the good night song. Little Gretl, so cute! And Leisl’s blue eyes were intoxicating!
Can I tell you what I loved most about this movie? The underlying political tones surrounding Austria in the late 1930s. You guys do know that I am a big Holocaust geek and I just wasn’t prepared for this sullen second half (which is based on the true story of the Von Trapp family singers, although further research shows they didn’t actually escape through the hills). I happened to Google it today and read up on the infamous family HERE . The father, Captain von Trapp actually had Italian citizenship as well and they family took a train to Italy. Eventually they landed in the US where they eventually relocated to Vermont, and opened a lodge (that’s still open).
Have you seen the movie? I think that anyone can enjoy it, I mean, I’m definitely not the intended audience from 1965 and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
I put this on my other site as well, but I just had to double dip because well .. this is how I felt today … I just kinda wanted to re-read this poem. I guess just an ode to awesomeness. Yup .. and that means you’re awesome too!
Phenomenal Woman – Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman, That’s me.
Yesterday on twitter I realized what day it was .. see the tweets ..
@Cleosunshine: Damn today is 10-05 … Wow .. Woulda been me an the ex’s __ anniversary … Oh well.. Onward is the only forward ..
@Cleosunshine: Its crazy what you think when your stupid in love.. I thought I’d never get over that relationship .. But I was wrroonnggg lmao
@Cleosunshine: Not only am I over it, I don’t look back!
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It’s amazing how much a difference time actually makes. A year ago yesterday I was in a relationship with a guy I dealt with off and on since high school and I thought no matter what our ups and downs were that we would make it. I thought if this love didn’t work out I’d be alone forever. Isn’t it crazy? We get so caught up in the person and/or our situation that we forget our own greatness.
Since then I’ve developed a personal style that reflects me, lost about twenty pounds, and gained self-confidence. Am I perfect? Abso-freaking-lutely NOT! But I love who I am .. and I embrace the past that got me here. So, I guess this is really a thank you because without you, I wouldn’t have realized I deserve more
I like to think the core of who I am was still there a year ago, and maybe it was .. but now I think I’m more free and willing to express that. I’m happy, silly, and sometimes a little dark and twisty and I refuse to let someone else steal that thunder. I have a certain patience mixed with a little neurosis that I happen to love. And I embrace the people in my life, even the ones who’ve roles have faded as time has went on.
And HELLO?? have you seen the post from Date Night??? * swoons* Who has time to reminisce over the past when the present and possible future is right there in front of you??
One day I awake to a text instructing me to look up Pegging. Now, being the curious journalist that I am, of course this is the first thing I did when I finally climbed out of bed. Google had many different links and after finding a forum and reading the handy urban dictionary I texted back:
” so.. Um.. Let me get this right, pegging is a woman doing a man with a strap on. ”
O_o.
I was completely not expecting that. And I wanted to tread lightly because this text came from someone I like. I didn’t want to offend him if this was something he was into (which he is NOT! *whew*). I guess we learn something new everyday, and the world of sex is constantly changing as people become more sex obsessed at younger ages. Maybe I’m boring because I’m not into group sex and other variations of sex that exist these days… When I hear of things like this so many questions come to my mind
For instance:
1. How do you introduce this into a completely hetero sexual relationship?
2. How does a man determine he potentially might like this? Or does a woman happen to think, ‘hhmm.. I wanna ass rape my husband. I wonder how he might like it..’
3. Does this mean that the guy might potentially have homosexual tendencies? And how does this go with what people say about men actually liking a little anal stimulation?
seee.. I could just go on and on and I’m not joking…I’m really trying to get a feel for how this comes to fruition.
On the forum I discovered there was a girl interested in trying it on her present lover. I immediately got a flashback to the episode of Sex in the City where Charlotte proclaims ” I don’t want to be Mrs. UptheButt.. No one marries the up the butt girl” ..
Now forever this man is going to be Mr. UptheButt ..
Hhmmm..
I didn’t post a pic because they were too explicit and I, of course, am very PG. I am here to inform, not corrupt the babies. Gotta love the babies!
Another post from my Myspace days … I don’t write on my Blackberry like I used to. I am disappointed after the Spring guy lost all my memos for me when he replaced my new phone. He assured me everything would transfer over. I guess he thought my only concern was my contacts. Anywho, it just goes to show that you can do wonderful things on a blackberry and I try to use all the feature. Hope you enjoy this one too!
Bored one day… typed this on my crackberry… its a work in progress.. but aren’t they all??
Days go by whispering images of you and I
Mental flashbacks creating a colorful canvas
Captured what we had as an eternal moment in time
Before it happened
Before we ruined it
Prior to the pretenses
Prior to the punctured ego
Memories of happiness take me to glee
Amid a sea of uncertainty
Love and lifes twist
Created a tangle of me
Sold me solid gold plated dreams
In lieu of platinum promises
Romance killed by lusts deception
made me a mystery to most
The one who needed to see me clear
Clearly had a visual obstacle
Blind to my potential
You’re so close but infinitely miles away
On spaces continuum of time you are here
In this year doing these things
With these folk
And I am with Victorian royalty
Awaiting you to show up to court
But at some moment you depart
And I descend from dreams
To face my reality
Sexual Anorexia? Sexerexia? This is a new medical condition apparently that can be defined “an obsessive state in which the physical, mental, and emotional task of avoiding sex dominates one’s life. Hmmm… Really? Thats odd, because the people who aren’t having sex usually want to have sex and the people having sex (or at least the ones I know) want MORE sex! But you have some people who are withholding it willingly? Hmmm..
I always thought using sex to control a relationship never worked? In the article it says that “Like self-starvation with food or compulsive dieting or hoarding with money, deprivation with sex can make one feel powerful and defended against all hurts.” Hmmm… In my mind, lack of sex makes one cranky and a downright bitch (this term does apply for men as well). Could that be all those control issues coming out? Having sex is like a way to cope with stress and problems. It’s like while your in the middle of some good sex nothing else exists, but you and the person and the moment. So, can you imagine using NO sex as a way to cope with stress and life difficulties? Um, NO. Sex is therapy. Yes, Robin Thicke had it right. Give me sex therapy!
How does one go about treating sexual anorexia? Do you suddently decide you’ve had enough of the drought and just go and bang the next person you see? How do you formulate healthy relationships without sex? I’m sorry, but you can’t have a serious adult relationship without sex at some point. You just can’t. That’s my belief and I’m sticking to it.
I wanted to post this because every time I turn on the news someone is blaming BHO for the travesty that is the Health Care Reform Bill (or ACT, whatever). And I think people forget that the people who are editing and making it what it is are our senators & congressmen. People- Know where to point blame. All I’m saying.
And who doesn’t love a throwback to a School House Rock video??
This pic, from Time’s Top 10 Pictures of the Year list, is from Kenya on Oct. 9. In case you didn’t know, Kenya hasn’t had any real rainfall in years and is on the brink of a serious water crisis. Serious.
Since I’ve been able to vote I’ve been exteremely aware of my elected officials. I’ve voted in every election that I was able to and always encouraged my friends to do the same. Yesterday was the NJ gubernatorial race, and the two candidates (because independents don’t reeaaaalllllyyy count) were John Corzine (the incumbent) and Chris Christie. Well, I cast my vote proudly for John Corzine on my lunch break.
I don’t really check the polls until they are all tallied, and after the tally, Christie was elected the next Governor of my great state. Frankly, I’m definitely disappointed in the low voter turnout in NJ, when so many people claim to be upset with the Status Quo. If you have a problem, use your voice! This is what the nay-sayers have done. They used their voice and voted for whom they thought was right. Unfortunately, I don’t feel that Christie is the right candidate and it has nothing to do with his political party!
He makes claims that he wants to fix the state budget and he has a problem with unions, like the Teachers Union. So pretty much, he will fix the budget on the backs of our teachers, seniors programs and children. And everyone is up in arms about property taxes going up during Corzine’s term: NEWSFLASH- Governors aren’t responsible for your property taxes, thats your county government. Another election you people have skipped out on!
If people can remember the last Christie in NJ politics, also a republican, you’d remember that she put us into a giant Hole. She never funded the State workers Pension Fund. She left this State in Shambles. she single-handedly did more fiscal harm to NJ than any other NJ Governor When Corzine was elected, he was in a hole so deep that he had to cut 5 Billion out of the State Budget. He also removed 50% of the tolls on the Garden State Parkway. People are saying they want a change in NJ, the Soprano state, well you’re definitely going to go in a different direction, but it won’t be good.
I think I feel this election more seriously, having close ties with a major state school, and seeing how Corzine rallied for protecting jobs there. Joblessness in NJ is high, around 9%, but it still less than other states battling the same problems. For state employees, pay freezes and Furloughs have saved many jobs, including my own. We’ll see whats ahead in the years to come, but I definitely don’t see this as being easy.
One more thing people keep doing that is annoying. Stop trying to relate this failure back the President Obama. Seriously?? Corzines failure is his, not the presidents.
I did a poll of friends to discuss whether Irish Spring was a male soap or a unisex soap. It started off as a friendly debate between someone, but I needed to validate one of our points. After all, someone has to be right.
Overall, most people only remembered the original scent of Irish Spring. You know, the big green or blue bar that will leave your wash rag tinted iwth that color. Those I will stand by the point made by the opposition in that those may be masculine, but others like aloe and micro clean are unisex. What man is ready for lemon scent? I think that Colgate (the distributor of Irish Spring) markets more for me because if they make the soap seem too girly, men won’t buy it. And you have to appeal to the larger market.
Men who use Dove or other “girly” soaps often deny it, or hide it. And why? Because of how people will perceive them?
Now think of this, how does this extend beyond the superficial of what we are talking about? Why do things always have to be assigned a gender? Their are “girly” cars and then “manly” cars. No one wants to be perceived more masculine or feminine than they actually are, correct? Is this more true for me? Are there more implications associated with a male for being deemed as too feminine?
Did it make me question myself when it was made a point that my soap was a masculine soap? Nope, not at all because I’ve used this soap since the dawn of time and am secure in my woman-ness. But would i want to be perceived as tom-boyish, probably not. Perception is the reality these days. Don’t be a victim of perception deception!
In case you don’t know this about me, I absolutely ADORE Eric Jerome Dickey. No matter what genre of books I’m currently reading at the moment, if he drops some new heat, I have to purchase and read it. This will continue on until he gets whack. Anywho, I just finished reading the 4th installment of the Gideon series, Resurrecting Midnight.
To catch you up, Gideon is a hit man who we’ve followed from the US to London back to the US then to the Caribbean back to the US and now he’s in Argentina. Gideon is a lover and one hell of a fighter. In my mind Gideon is milk chocolate brown, about 6’4 with Abs to die for. His legs are to die for as well as his biceps. He definitely eye candy, which is why he has no problem getting women. From Queen Scamz, Arizona, to Lola Mack. My favorite of these women being Hawks. Hawks is the perfect amount of toughness and vulnerability that Gideon deserves. Love her.
Anywho, this installment with Gideon takes on behind his Public Enemy #1: Midnight aka Medianoche. Midnight isn’t just a regular enemy, pat of the baddest group of Mo’Fo’s south of the border-The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse-He takes Daddy issues to the extreme. EXTREME!
I love EJDs books, because he takes you behind the eyes of the protagonist and the antagonist. He does it in a way that has you loving each character. It’s not enough to give us a main character to love. We have to be torn on the side of whether his enemy is really truly an enemy. And, while even though we love them, Gideon must go on.
This person on Amazon said it best,
Gideon is the main course, but the main course in and of itself is nothing. You need side dishes. Side dishes that bring OUT the main course, and make this meal perfect enough to be your last meal. The “side dishes” in this book/series would be Scamz, Arizona, Hawks, Konstantin, Catherine, and my favorite Alvin White. They are to Gideon what hot sauce is to fried gizzards.
I seriously could not have explained it any better than that. Well, except gizzards, I don’t do those. But you get the drift. Back on track …
EJD is so great at taking you to a new place. I mean, I feel like if I fly into Argentina tomorrow I know where I should go. I would know which sites to see and where NOT to go. He totally takes over all your senses, and manages to sneak in a little pop culture too. He’s just dope.
All in all this book rocks, so please check it out.If you haven’t read all the Gideon books before this, go check them out and get caught up in this world with Gideon and his hired hits and his personal dilemmas.
So, Newsweek published the Top 1500 Public Schools in America this week. I kinda didn’t really pay any attention to it until today, and guess what! 48 of the Top 1500 are in NJ! Yes, that’s right the state that most movies & people mock is cranking out schools worthy of your attention! Too bad my high school wasn’t included, but hey we can’t have it all! There was one from a neighboring town though. Check it out!
85 McNair Academic | Jersey City
170 Millburn |Millburn
175 Ridge |Basking Ridge
198 Bernards |Bernardsville
210 Princeton |Princeton
303 Cresskill |Cresskill
378 Demarest |Demarest
416 Governor Livingston |Berkeley Heights
419 Summit |Summit
452 Glen Ridge |Glen Ridge
474 West Morris Mendham |Mendham
498 Ridgewood |Ridgewood
510 West Windsor-Plainsboro | South Princeton Junction
520 Leonia | Leonia
556 North Hunterdon |Annandale
568 Cranford |Cranford
578 Kinnelon |Kinnelon
608 Holmdel |Holmdel
663 West Morris Central |Chester
678 West Windsor-Plainsboro |North Plainsboro
713 Haddonfield |Haddonfield
733 Voorhees | Glen Gardner
735 Chatham |Chatham
795 Old Tappan |Old Tappan
811 Montclair |Montclair
841 Watchung Hills |Warren
844 Mainland Regional |Linwood
869 Westfield |Westfield
896 South Brunswick |Southport
930 Fair Lawn |Fair Lawn
946 Cherry Hill East |Cherry Hill
970 Madison | Madison
1014 Mountain Lakes |M.L.
1048 Columbia |Maplewood
1075 Bridgewater-Raritan |Bridgewater
1111 Rumson-Fair Haven |Rumson
1118 High Tech |North Bergen
1156 East Brunswick |East Brunswick
1183 New Providence |New Providence
1203 Northern Highlands |Allendale
1224 Wayne Hills |Wayne
1245 Ocean Township |Oakhurst
1277 Cherry Hill West |Cherry Hill
1324 Johnson |Clark
1332 Hackensack |Hackensack
1360 Somerville | Somerville
1404 John P. Stevens |Edison
1449 Wayne Valley |Wayne
1454 River Dell | Oradell
For the whole list or to even look up your state check it out HERE
I recently acquired a pet. A cat named Phoebe to be exact. Now, I don’ t really consider myself a cat person, but ever since living alone I thought getting a pet companion would be a good idea. I toyed with the idea of a cute dog, but then I thought about the time commitment a dog would take. I didn’t think I’d have that much time or dedication to give to a dog, so I began tot tinker with the idea of getting a cat. At first I dismissed it because well, I didn’t see myself as a cat lover and cats are known to mischievous/sneaky pets. But then I saw my best friend get a kitten. Her kitten was so cute. He was so cute and she named him Sookie (hello TrueBlood fans!). I would go to her house and just play with her cat. Even after he knocked water on me while I was sleeping, I still liked him. So then I went on this quest to find myself a kitten, preferable for free since times are hard when you decide to live on your own 30 miles from your job.
I found out that cats don’t usually have kittens in the winter, so finding a kitten would probably be hard, especially a free kitten. I began to look around for cats online at animal shelters and did find a few, but didn’t want to pay adoption fees. So I went to everyone internet lovers friend (or foe if you get caught up) www.craigslist.org. I responded to an ad and decided to go meet up with the people. I had lots of fear instilled in me for fear of being scammed and therefore attacked and maimed all for trying to get a damn cat.
Fast forward 3 weeks later, and I’m adjusting to life with a cat. Phoebe is around 8 years old and she’s such a sweet kitty. She likes a lot of attention when I first get home. Sometimes its a pain in the neck because I need to get stuff done. I will be working on my laptop and she will stand on me, in front of the lapto until she has had enough attention to move. OR while I’m cooking dinner she constantly meows for what reason I don’t know. But I feel an obligation to give her a good home because the people who gave her to me seemed like they gave her a good home. I have learned that I will now need a lint roller for all my clothing. Indoor cats shed a lot because they have no real sense of the seasons. I learned that she rubs up against things to leave her scent on the, not to get familiar with them like a blind person as I initially thought. I learned that scoopable kitty litter is your friend. I learned that cats do NOT always keep it in the litter box. I learned litter follows them all around your house also therefore you need a broom, which I do not have.
I recently learned what declawing does to cats. I didn’t realize its a process where they basically take off the tips of your cats fingers. I feel bad for poor Phoebe Sceebe, but not so bad that I wish she had claws to scratch me. I also discovered cats have a rough tongue, it makes for an interesting feeling when phoebe wants to lick my hand.
I do feel a little crazy when I come home and talk to Phoebe. Its almost like talking to yourself, but I think she likes hearing my voice or at least I hope so. I feel a very strong bonding towards this cat I’ve only had for a few weeks. Listening to her purr is quite relaxing and I am happy with my choice to get a cat, even if I do have a minor allergy.
Anyone who is anyone on Facebook (formerly www.thefacebook.com, how many people remember that?) has done a 25 random things about me, been tagged in one, or read one. At first it started out with 16 things, then tagging 16 of your friends who then in turn did their own 16 things. But it evolved. So after being bombarded with tags for random things I did one. And dammit, I thought mine was quite funny. I find myself to be amusing, hence the reason I write this blog. I also think other people might find me amusing. I used to get this same quiet enjoyment from spreading my wonderfulness by doing myspace surveys. I used to copy other peopls and fill in my own answers. Or if I really had a lot of time I sought out my own surveys and completed them. Eventually I got to the point where I felt I had said everything that could be said about myself. Everyonce in a while I’ll indulge again. So when I did my 25 random things, I thought of all my friends form myspace who also use facebook and how they would relish in this welcome resurgence of my wittiness. In case you care, some tidbits from my random things are:
-I have read all the Little House on the prarie books, at least twice.
-I own a didgeridoo…
-I’ve never driven in NYC and have no plans to do it anytime soon.
-My blackberry is a she. She tried to commit suicide by jumping off the table. Damn her!
-I hate when people post pregnant pictures of themselves online. Pregnant bellies are creepy and scary. It is also not OK to post pics of your sonogram. I particularly don’t care to ever see inside someones uterus. ICK
People who know me have found humor and solace in my random things I am sure. So today I came across this article on Time.com (TIME Magazine I tell you. Facebook is really a phenomenon-way better than Myspace I tell you!) Anyway, this article addressed the upsurge in Random things on Facebook, which is hilarious because I thought it was just my friends, LOL. The article says that most of the lists aren’t funny and are actually pretty stupid (some are, I’ve been bored by a few). The best part of the article happens to be the random 25 things the author writes that he read. I am going to highlight the ones I found laugh out loud funny.
-Just because I realize that Asian women are smarter, more attractive, and have about themselves a generally superior level of class does not mean I have a fetish. Just that I’m racist.
-My friends say that when they shave my back I purr like a walrus. (I’m not sure which is more gross, the fact that you have enough back hair that needs to be shaved or that your friends do it for you, LOL).
- I like to tape my thumbs to my hands to see what it would be like to be a dinosaur. (WTF??)
-I eat gummy bears by tearing them limb from limb and eating their heads last.
In recent months Time magazine has been making its way up on my must read list. NOt quite high enough to warrant a subscription because I can just snatch them from work, but I like to read it. It has just the right amount of sophisticated humor and intelligence that a viral mind like mine needs. Here’s the link to the article, check it out!
I know that you’ve both had a lot of fun these last two years on the campaign trail, going to picnics and parades and state fairs, eating all sorts of junk food your mother and I probably shouldn’t have let you have. But I also know that it hasn’t always been easy for you and Mom, and that as excited as you both are about that new puppy, it doesn’t make up for all the time we’ve been apart. I know how much I’ve missed these past two years, and today I want to tell you a little more about why I decided to take our family on this journey.
When I was a young man, I thought life was all about me—about how I’d make my way in the world, become successful, and get the things I want. But then the two of you came into my world with all your curiosity and mischief and those smiles that never fail to fill my heart and light up my day. And suddenly, all my big plans for myself didn’t seem so important anymore. I soon found that the greatest joy in my life was the joy I saw in yours. And I realized that my own life wouldn’t count for much unless I was able to ensure that you had every opportunity for happiness and fulfillment in yours. In the end, girls, that’s why I ran for President: because of what I want for you and for every child in this nation.
I want all our children to go to schools worthy of their potential—schools that challenge them, inspire them, and instill in them a sense of wonder about the world around them. I want them to have the chance to go to college—even if their parents aren’t rich. And I want them to get good jobs: jobs that pay well and give them benefits like health care, jobs that let them spend time with their own kids and retire with dignity.
I want us to push the boundaries of discovery so that you’ll live to see new technologies and inventions that improve our lives and make our planet cleaner and safer. And I want us to push our own human boundaries to reach beyond the divides of race and region, gender and religion that keep us from seeing the best in each other.
Sometimes we have to send our young men and women into war and other dangerous situations to protect our country—but when we do, I want to make sure that it is only for a very good reason, that we try our best to settle our differences with others peacefully, and that we do everything possible to keep our servicemen and women safe. And I want every child to understand that the blessings these brave Americans fight for are not free—that with the great privilege of being a citizen of this nation comes great responsibility.
That was the lesson your grandmother tried to teach me when I was your age, reading me the opening lines of the Declaration of Independence and telling me about the men and women who marched for equality because they believed those words put to paper two centuries ago should mean something.
She helped me understand that America is great not because it is perfect but because it can always be made better—and that the unfinished work of perfecting our union falls to each of us. It’s a charge we pass on to our children, coming closer with each new generation to what we know America should be.
I hope both of you will take up that work, righting the wrongs that you see and working to give others the chances you’ve had. Not just because you have an obligation to give something back to this country that has given our family so much—although you do have that obligation. But because you have an obligation to yourself. Because it is only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you will realize your true potential.
These are the things I want for you—to grow up in a world with no limits on your dreams and no achievements beyond your reach, and to grow into compassionate, committed women who will help build that world. And I want every child to have the same chances to learn and dream and grow and thrive that you girls have. That’s why I’ve taken our family on this great adventure.
I am so proud of both of you. I love you more than you can ever know. And I am grateful every day for your patience, poise, grace, and humor as we prepare to start our new life together in the White House.
Love,
Dad
This was touching.. Its crazy.. by this time next week, he will officially be our president, not the President-Elect. I am excited and nervous about whats in store for the American future. I believe in what I interpret his vision to be, and can’t wait to experience the next few years. If you think about it, this is the next great era, there are going to be countless books and memoirs about this monumental time in US history. This is big.
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I did a poll of friends to discuss whether Irish Spring was a male soap or a unisex soap. It started off as a friendly debate between someone, but I needed to validate one of our points. After all, someone has to be right.
