Voilà...The 'answer' to, "Why RhythmMethodd?":
...So there I was, sitting around with Annie Lennox and Dave Stewart--y'see, they were starting a new band and I suggested calling it 'Rhythm Methodd' and they said, "Rhythm Methodd? How about 'Eurythmics'?" and I said, "Eurythmics? Are you kidding me? 'Rhythm Methodd' is a great name; ya gotta go with 'Rhythm Methodd'!" And they said, "What do You know? You're from Canada! You've got Rush, Leonard fuckin' narcoleptic Cohen and that's all!" And I said, "Listen you pompous Carnaby Street rejects, you'd have trouble recognizing a good thing if it fell onto your lap." And they said, "Oh yeah? Well, um, um.....Canadian beer sucks!" THAT was when the shit really hit the fan.
We are all ever-evolving works-in-progress; that may be why relationships requires compromise and periodic adjustment. Talk amongst yourselves...
I'm a literate sensualist and a creative conversationalist; I'm also a creative sensualist and a literate conversationalist. I'm a fusion of it all. I give good tête-à-tête...
I reject affectation, but strive to effect affection perfection. I'm a world-ranked kisser/hugger/cuddler--looking for a partner in the pairs category.
I prefer to pray to rather than prey upon. I'd opt for super silliest superseding supercilious.
I can tell a Munch (Edvard) from a Munsch (Robert). But of Munch and Munsch, was either much of a mensch?
I'd rather have an alter ego than be an alter kacker.
I am a) amused b) befuddled c) confused d) dumbfounded, etc., that people would travel half way around the world for an activity's adrenalin rush, move across several time zones for a job, yet steadfastly assume that their 'intended' must live within a maximum radius that could allow them to listen to the first half of 'This American Life' during a drive there, and the second half on the way back.