Today, I don’t really want to celebrate for the death of the saint from approximately 270 A.D. on Valentine’s Day for Valentine’s Day. Why? Because I don’t really feel any special about Saint Valentine’s Day and don’t either understand why it considered as a holiday. And I don’t give a rat’s ass about that (sorry whoever are really into Valentine’s Day).

Do you really want to know more about the history of Valentine’s Day? Here the link to The History Channel – The History of Valentine’s Day is. I already aware about its history few years ago and just thought that I shared that with you readers.

All I want to say: Sad Un-Valentine’s Day to you!

Once again, I have already been here in Minnesota for visiting the people here. Today is my last day of being here and will depart back to Dallas/Fort Worth airport this evening. Oh yea…I had a lots of fun time with people here especially to Renaissance Festival. I am pretty exhaust and really want to going back to home where I feel comfort badly. At least I got a second chance to being here. I have some pictures from the festival and it’s not very much because of raining reason. And the gallery will be update after I arrive home first. Be patience with me.

I’ve seen these rules in various forms all over the place. I thought I’d post them as a public service.

Learn to work the toilet seat. You?re a big girl. If it’s up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don’t hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

Birthdays, Valentines, and Anniversaries are not considered by us to be opportunities to see if we can find the perfect present…again!

Sometimes we are not thinking about you. Live with it.

Sunday = sports. It’s like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

Ask for what you want. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

We don’t remember dates…Period!

Most guys own three pairs of shoes – tops. What makes you think we’d be any good at choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?

Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.

Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That’s what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.

Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.

If you won’t dress like the Victoria’s Secret girls, don’t expect us to act like soap opera guys.

If you think you’re fat, you probably are. Don’t ask us.

If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.

ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

We are not mind readers and we never will be. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.

If we ask what is wrong and you say nothing, we will act like nothing is wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

If you ask a question you don’t want an answer to, expect an answer you don’t want to hear.

Don’t ask us what we’re thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as navel lint, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.

Foreign films are best left to foreigners. (Unless it’s Bruce Lee or some war flick where it doesn’t really matter what they’re saying anyway.)

BEER is as exciting for us as handbags are for you.

And my favorite: Don’t cut your hair. Ever. Long hair is always more attractive than short hair. One of the big reasons guys fear getting married is that married women always cut their hair, and by then you’re stuck with her.

Oh brother…all day and night, I have been working by improved this weblog and other website called Oklahoma Deaf Happy Hour and finally made through that alive as well as my heart beats. Gotta deserve a long break from that. I don’t have any much news to break for you blog readers. That’s all for now.