My First Written Theory

Ok, this is the most ridiculous theory I've ever had and the first I've ever written down. Sometimes I wonder if the random theories I think of ever get written down, obviously they haven't. Stupid thoughts rarely cross my mind, honestly I've always had a song in my head not empty thoughts. Maegan and I discovered exactly how we, and most of our friends, choose who we date.
Obviously the first thing is their religion, but after that there are millions of qualities you could "require" or "desire" in a mate. Here is how we choose who we date. It's a theory because we just randomly compared our exs and our friends exs and it seemed like most of them follow this pattern. It's obviously, COMPLETELY bogus and stupid, but we think that anyways.

After religious preferences, comes shoes. As stupid as it may sound, shoes are important. A nice choice for footwear opens the door to many great dates. Everyone's style is different, but if you find someone with shoes that impress you chances are he's a catch. I know you probably don't believe me, but you should really think about it. Dwell on that thought for a couple days, ponder it as you mall walk and people watch.

Second comes hands. A man's hands are a big deal. Again, I know this is ridiculous, but it's true. Whether you prefer "man-hands" or girlish hands. The right hands are important, they must meet your standards.. Otherwise he'll always seem awkward to you. Ask Maegan, this is BIG in her book. Nice hands to hold in the winter, it's very important to many wonderful ladies I know.

And last is the name. His name must flow. It has to. I could give you a million examples because I spend time with people that have good names, but I feel like that's something that might only be important to me. I am not fond of my name, and that is my only motivation to ever get married at this point in time.


I realize this is not a theory, but it is my most pansy attempt at writing down a ridiculous thought that has been on my mind since a late night conversation at Starbucks.