This post is mostly for Melanie, who laughed when I said I was going home to go right to bed

There’s this article (NSFW due to her and a pie recipe) in Esquire about Mary-Louise Parker from Weeds (which I’ve never seen) in which the author thanks her profusely, and she in kind writes an ode to men. It put a grin in my face, so I thought I’d reproduce it here:

A Thank-You Note to Men
By Mary-Louise Parker

To you, whom it may concern:

Manly creature, who smells good even when you don’t, you wake up too slowly, with fuzzy, vertical hair and a slightly lost look on your face as though you are seven or seventy-five; you can fix my front door, my sink, and open most jars; you, who lose a cuff link and have to settle for a safety pin, you have promised to slay unfortunate interlopers and dragons with your Phillips head or Montblanc; to you, because you will notice a woman with a healthy chunk of years or pounds on her and let out a wolf whistle under your breath and mean it; because you think either rug will be fine, really it will; you seem to walk down the street a little taller than me, a little more aware but with a purpose still; to you who codifies, conjugates, slams a puck, baits a hook, builds a decent cabinet or the perfect sandwich; you who gives a twenty to the kids selling Hershey’s bars and waits at baggage claim for three hours in your flannel shirt; you, sir, you take my order, my pulse, my bullshit; you who soaps me in the shower, soaks with me in the tub; to you, boy grown-up, the gentleman, soldier, professor, or caveman, the fancy man with initials on your towels and salt on your chocolates, to you and to that guy at the concession stand; thank you for the tour of the vineyard, the fire station, the sound booth, thank you for the kaleidoscope, the Horsehead Nebula, the painting, the truth; to you who carries me across the parking lot, up the stairs, to the ER, to roll-away or rice mat; to you who shows up every so often only to confuse and torment, and you who stays in orbit, always, to my left and steady, you stood up for me, I won’t forget that; to you, the one who can’t figure it out and never will, and you who lost the remote, the dog, or your way altogether; to you, wizard, you sang in my ear and brought me back from the dead, you tell me things, make me shiver; to the ones who destroyed me, even if for a minute, and to the ones who grew me, consumed me, gave me my heart back times ten; to most everything that deserves to call itself a man: How I do love thee, with your skill to light fires that keep me warm, light me up.

Now that is how to flatter an entire gender!

~ by Skennedy on July 14, 2009.

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9 Responses to “This post is mostly for Melanie, who laughed when I said I was going home to go right to bed”

  1. Randy and I have been watching all of the seasons of Weeds (love it!) and I adore her.

    And yes, way to go guys! :)

    sheryl67 said this on July 14, 2009 at 11:24 am

  2. Now I’m wondering what telescope someone used to show her the Horsehead Nebula in Orion. Through most–almost all–amateur class telescopes it’s a photographic or CCD imagery object. You can’t see it with the naked eye at the eyepiece because it’s a dark nebula only visible due to the Hydrogen-alpha emission nebula on its far side. Hydrogen alpha isn’t a strong enough emission line to be visible to the naked eye at the eyepiece unless one uses some serious aperture.

    I’ll stop astro-geeking now. She’s welcome to use my telescope anytime.

    niteshad said this on July 14, 2009 at 1:13 pm

  3. Hilariously awesome. Aslo, nice pie pics.

    thajinx said this on July 14, 2009 at 3:05 pm

  4. a pleasure to read, and amen!

    netmouse said this on July 15, 2009 at 11:02 am

  5. That makes me happy :-)

    aa_ron said this on July 16, 2009 at 5:20 pm

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