One step closer Two steps back aka the Paula Abdul Theory

You know every week I find something that just absolutely entertains me and this week is no different. First I'd like to share some reactions to my blog. My loving wife asked me if I'd ever thought of using a paragraph format. The answer is I've tried but due to the fact my train of thought often derails it's not very conducive to organized paragraphs. Another has told me to try stand up comedy on an open mic night. I have thought about trying my hand at stand up comedy, but I'm more of a banter kinda guy. I never really remember the crap I say so I don't know if I'm organized enough to pull off stand up. What struck me this week, you ask? I've been pondering the words of one of our generations greatest philosophers, Paula Abdul and her Theory of Opposites Attract. I understand the functionality of it, but not the magnetic draw. What makes us say "wow that person is nothing like me I want to be with them". The reason I ask this question is simple for those that know me and Jen. For those of you who don't, let me explain. We are polar opposites! For example if someone rang our doorbell and I didn't know who it was, I wouldn't move much less think about it. If some one so much as stops in front our house Jen wants to know their intentions. Jen watches our bank account daily to monitor any activity. I never kept a check register. I used to party like a mad man. Jen always stayed sober to drive her friends home safely. I drive fast and listen to a lot of death metal. Jen drives slow and listens to mainly country. Jen is very politically correct. Not for the reason of not offending others, but because she really is that nice and positive. In fact she once told me that 90% of the things I say are offensive. Illustration made right? This seems to be applicable whether it's with a spouse or girlfriend/boyfriend or just a friend. Obviously people who are so similar in all aspects could not coexist. If Jen and I were both talkers neither would be listening. So is there such a thing as a double positive? Being I'm the talker, I couldn't call it a double negative. But what are we drawn to? I'm guessing part of it is we know our faults better than our strengths. That would make sense that some one who had something we knew we lacked would seem interesting or even compelling. Could be we don't always see the difference between personality traits and common interests. Or maybe the power of core values is what brings us together. Core values being religion, politics and family. I don't think I'll ever truly understand it, but there is one thing I do know. As the years go by those differences start to blend into similarities. I find myself being slightly more organized. I mostly get the garbage out on time (in an Eric Cartman voice) "Mostly". I pick up a little better after myself. I'm not sure these aren't tricks you can't teach a dog, but I never said men were that deep. And for Jen I find her completing some of my wildly inappropriate statements or at very least laughing at them. She has slowed down on her mother to the world attempts. All of this pales in comparison to what I'm about to tell you though. The way I truly knew we were on our way to becoming similar, was the day I came home from work and found my dear sweet, innocent and nurturing wife playing Grand Theft Auto 4. I walked in and smiled.................... Then realized she was driving on the sidewalk trying to mow pedestrians down. I thought to myself "That's my girl".