I say it this time every year–
It ain’t all that trendy these days to like Valentines Day,
— but me, I think it’s the best.
….. you thought I was just one big cynic .
I don’t give a hot damn about all that crap about how it’s only good for greeting card companies and florists………
—- and that’s somethin’ the world could always use a lot more of.
I gotta admit, it’s actually my favorite holiday,
…… and I never even end up getting goodies outta the deal.
…….. that might be an overstatement, there.
Goodies of a sort .
Now, buying presents to show somebody how you feel about them are all well and good, I guess…..
and I notice that a lot of folks tend to use stuff as a crutch,
—- so they don’t really have to enunciate how they really feel.
I’m not the most sentimental,
or even literate person on Earth, either,
…… but sorry–
It’s hard to justify why a grown man can’t gather enough gumption to mumble ” I Love You ” to his favorite hottie or two —
—- instead of going to their friendly neighborhood Mercedes-Benz dealer and letting a couple 300SL’s do the talking for him.
Not that a vintage 300SL wouldn’t get MY heart aflutterin’…..
So, maybe I’m wrong after all.
I said if —
You can’t go wrong with a Valentines Day card.
There’s one that’s right for you —
Whether it’s an antique sentimental one, like this one….
…. that’ll make her see just how sensitive,
altogether sloppy-in-love a guy you really are,
even if no one,
really gets you,
or just how fucking funny you really are,
(most of the time……)
like compatibility, companionship,
and one of them people, at least, being a really good cook ……
muted tones of emotional turbidity,
while really saying nothing,
and expressing the same,
despite the potential and varying vacissitudes of living Le Vida Loca.
would somebody please tell me just what the hell I was talking about?
Oh yes… V – D .
Valentines Day cards.
(Man, you got a dirty mind, you have. )
…. they express an innocence and charm —-
that makes even a big ole dumb muscle head like me a little wistful.
Hey — love is important, ya know.
But I don’t see the point if you never express it.
I know it ain’t easy to say all that mushy stuff….
………. it doesn’t feel natural to a man, somehow,
And it’s just so much less stressful to get her something like candy or flowers, or that expensive, finely crafted piece of automotive flesh.
I’m not saying flowers aren’t groovy ,
….if you’re still working out that shyness issue you’ve been dealing with since the third grade.
But it’s really a combination of words and pictures that make V-D cards so effective……
And let’s face it.
If you got any chance at all–
you’ll get her a card .
A nice one.
If you put it in a envelope with the keys of that vintage 300 SL and place it on the windshield with some flowers and Belgian chockies, well, then, I can absolutely guarantee success.
You don’t want her thinking you’re cheap, after all.
And, hey– it’d work on me, anyway !
(The RED ONE, please. )
oh, and Happy V D .
check out this gorgeous assortment of vintage Valentines Day cards from the 1920-1950’s at my buddy Jen’s site, here on WordPress —
There are some really funny and interesting cards here….
Be sure to tell her the Muscleheaded Blog sent ya.