Color of her eyes

Color Of Her Eyes

A friend who I had dated for a couple of months gave me a hard time recently, because I'd seen her after a haircut and didn't notice she'd lost two inches. (In fairness to her, especially as she may be reading, she was teasing me. In fairness to me, we weren't dating at the time of the haircut, so I'm OK not noticing.) She was telling me that I needed to pay more attention with women I date in the future recalling the time she asked me what color her eyes were, and I couldn't tell her. I told her that she never asked me what color her eyes were, but if she had, she would have been right, I couldn't have told her.

The I got to thinking, I can't tell you the color of anyone's eyes — friends, parents, ex-girlfriends, siblings — with any certainty. I think my mother's eyes are brown, but I wouldn't put any money on that? My brother Bob, are his blue? Don't even ask me about my last three girlfriends, I couldn't tell you. Jennifer, who I dated when I was 23, I'm pretty sure hers were brown.

And I'm not an unobservant guy. I notice a lot of the things straight guys miss, jewelry, shoes, really anything that makes a cool accessory. But eyes, well, no clue. I think mine are brown, but I'm off to the mirror to check.

Comments

[kitty]

[this is good] Maybe an Excel spreadsheet would help?

[Een]

Matt and I just tried it.  He's also good at noticing the other things you mentioned but can't tell me the color of his mother's eyes or really anyone's.  He got mine but he's lived with me since 1992.

[BobTheBroker]

And I'm not an unobservant guy.

I though I got all the "unobservant" genes in the family...Mandi makes it easy for me, everytime her phone rings it plays "Brown Eyed Girl"

[Bill]

I though I got all the "unobservant" genes in the family.

Just in case anyone is wondering what this means, meet my brother, BobTheBroker.

[Bill]

This makes me feel better.

[Bill]

And for the record, the color behind those shades would be ...

[Een]

I hear they sometimes glow red but mostly they're hazel. 

[kitty]

I'm surprisingly good at this...

Mom: light brown
Dad: dark brown
ex-husband: chameleon - blue or green depending on weather
Grandma Pat: light brown with a pale blue aura
Grandpa Frank: Faded denim
Aunt Dawnelle: brown
Uncle Phil: ooh - hazel, I think
Uncle Garvey: Brown
First serious boyfriend: Brown
Cousin Shay: Blue - turning green as he gets older
All other cousins: Brown
Dad's siblings: brown
highschool crush: blue
last guy I had a date with: brown
the one before that: blue
the guy I made out with New Yrs 05/06 - hazel, almost yellow
my boss: blue
my ex-sisters-in-law: brown

I look at eyes, I guess

[Bill]

When they glow red, does Matt have to call the exorcist?

[Bill]

Show off!

[Bill]

the guy I made out with New Yrs 05/06 - hazel, almost yellow

Can you remember his name as well?

[kitty]

Yes. It was Peter. And I know his last name too, but I probably shouldn't advertise it.

It was My Longest Public Makeout Session Ever (TM) so I should remember.

[Bill]

I take it that it didn't last long into the new year?

[kitty]

No, he decided to become celibate and/or try to win back his ex girlfriend (all part of some grand self-improvement plan).  I talked to him months later and the ex-girlfriend plan had failed.  Apart from an excellent makeout session or three he and I never made it off the runway.  I'm not sure why.

Oddly, we just made contact again a few weeks ago, but I decided not to pursue another date.  Why beat a dead horse?  Or make out with a dead horse?

[Een]

Kitty, never make out with a dead horse.  The flies get in the way. 

And um, if you never get past make-out, there's typically a little reason.   ;-)

[Bill]

Why beat a dead horse?

Or beat off a dead horse. (sorry, I couldn't resist that.)

[Bill]

And um, if you never get past make-out, there's typically a little reason. ;-)

Oh, that is soooo true.

[kitty]

Eww. Rest assured, your dead horses won't be beaten or molested by me.  And the sleeping dogs?  I say let 'em sleep.

[Stacy]

[this is good] This is an interesting phenomenon.

But, how did this post go from being about the color of ones eyes to dead horses? Or is it sleeping dogs? Hmmm...

[Bill]

Remember, The Machine is Us/ing Us. We are not merely posting and responding, we are creating and evolving. Blue eyes, dead horses, whatever we choose to make it.

[Stacy]

Flying lawn chairs. That's what I choose.

[Bill]

Can you remember the color of the lawn chair or the best way to beat one with a dead horse?

[Aubrey]

The answer to the second question would depend if it was a foal-ding chair, or not.

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