DREWspective

I got back from my first day of on-site work this year, and almost immediately started thinking about getting back into doing social activities. It wasn’t enough that I did Paint Jam last week, and came away with two very good paintings – I remember my short run of social activities that I did as part of my 2011 resolution, and I still ask myself why I’d stopped.
These social activities would include finding me some female company, even though I’d stated that I don’t need women and that they’re generally not worth fighting over. I got to thinking about how to go about it, and the usual answers of watching what I eat, possibly returning to the gym and taking better care of my body came up. After all, women do not like works in progress (nobody does), and they tend not to stick around to see a man improve.

The question then hit me: why is it, in the western world at least (where they clearly have the upper hand, from work opportunities to murder), that most women still choose to run away from uncomfortable situations, rather than face them like the “strong, independent women” they claim to be? Specifically, that awkward moment when someone they don’t find attractive lets them know how they feel?

(By running away, I’m including every kind of evasive action – whether it’s physically running away, dodging the issue, making excuses, hiding behind other people, resorting to silent treatment or anything else – everything except telling the guy directly,

I just don’t feel the same way about you,

which I acknowledge would be painful to hear, but it’s the truth.)

I’m going to throw that question out to all the women reading this post, in the vain hope that one of them actually gives a relevant answer. I should point out that I’m asking this question for the same reason I ask any question: for information. I actually want to know the answer, and I’m not ready to pounce on anyone with some premeditated comment or smart-ass remark. My ears are wide open.

I certainly know what kind of answers to expect: the usual, completely unrelated and anonymous comments about me being inadequate, not being able to get laid, or blaming everybody except myself – most likely from manginas. I know, because that’s what usually happens when a guy asks a question like this, whether online or offline… and it’s happened plenty of times to me.

Let’s see what kind of reaction I’ll get.

Don’t hate! The real challenge in making this figure was deciding which details to incorporate, as there is a lot.

At some point this will be going up for auction somewhere, to raise money for one of my nominated charities (Kidscape and Mind). My goal is to raise £10,000 in total, which is a lofty goal for someone operating almost entirely on his own.

Lego made a controversial move late last year, by releasing Friends: a brand-new girl-specific Lego theme for girls. Feminists have been riding their dick ever since, but th biggest talking point to date has been the introduction of minidolls: minifigure-sized dolls, á la Polly Pocket.

Some people took to building MOCs around these new minidolls, amd some even began customising them with different looks. I decided to try my hand at doing a custom, and here it is.

Click on the picture to find out the story behind this creation.