I’m sitting here with my head cocked to the side as day dream bubble forms above my head. What has me looking up at the ceiling making the sound, “Hmmm…”?
Check this out- A sexist (though quite possibly ‘well meaning’) Aussie mayor is calling all ugly ducklings to his town to help out with the shortage of females:
CANBERRA (Reuters) – A plea for lovelorn female “ugly ducklings” to move to a remote Australian mining town to reverse a shortage of eligible women has landed the local mayor in hot water.
 Mt Isa Mayor John Molony was refusing to apologize on Monday for angering local women with a suggestion that “with five blokes to every girl, may I suggest that beauty-disadvantaged women should proceed to Mount Isa,” in north-west Queensland state.
 ”Quite often you will see walking down the street a lass who is not so attractive with a wide smile on her face. Whether it is recollection of something previous or anticipation for the next evening, there is a degree of happiness,” Molony told the Townsville Bulletin newspaper last week.
 ”Some, in other places in Australia, need to proceed to Mount Isa where happiness awaits. Really, beauty is only skin deep. Isn’t there a fairy tale about an ugly duckling that evolves into a beautiful swan,” Molony said.
The mayor said he was “telling it like it is” in a testosterone-laden town more famous for cowboys and mining lead, silver, copper and zinc than for match-making, sitting atop one of the world’s biggest underground mines.
“I’m a bloke who respects women. I believe we should look after women. I’m told men outnumber women here by five to one. If that’s the case, then perhaps it’s an opportunity for some lonely women,” Molony said.
Fellow council members and the local chamber of commerce said they had been swamped with phone calls from both women and men complaining about the mayor’s remarks.
 ”It paints the women here as second rate and suggests the men will settle for anything. I think it’s quite disgusting,” Mt Isa domestic violence worker Shirley Slann told the Courier Mail newspaper on Monday. (Reporting by Rob Taylor, editing by Sanjeev Miglani)
I suddenly hear the Mad TV ‘Lowered Expectations’ theme song.
This is a toss up I guess. I experienced to a degree what it was like to be a gem of a female in AK- but this sounds like I could quite possibly have precious gems thrown at my feet (the literal and not figurative kind!)! A mining town! I WILL BE THEIR QUEEN! 
There is one issue I have (several actually). I don’t really care for Australia (no offense oh island of the way-wards), and every flick I’ve seen that has come from the land down under… the pickings are… well… how do I put this politely… They make the blokes from England all look like Chippendale Dancers.
I’ve never been a gold digger either or one who digs the guy digging for gold, but the thought that perhaps for a month I can build up my army of minions is appealing. All my world domination plans could have a test run!
“BOW DOWN TO ME!” And they would!!!!
In other news: One week babies! I’ve been nicotine free for one week *for those who don’t know me… quitting smoking causes delusions of grandeur because I do not have global domination aspirations otherwise*
In news on top of that… my son. My strange, strange beautiful son. My neck was really hurting me today when I got off of work and I was spending the evening on the floor so I could have some neck support. My legs were restless though and the hard floor was bothering the rest of my body, so I grabbed the boy and put him on my bed with me to watch tv for a bit. While I’m watching television, Jonathon points to the closet, “I want that.”
I look over at my slightly ajar closet… “Jonathon, there’s nothing of interest there. Just clothes.” He said, “Please… the purple thing!”
I squint my eyes and look again, “Jonathon that’s just my purple blouse- it’s kinda ugly (one of those shirts that gets passed around when friends clear out closets) That’s what you want??”
I get up and take it off the hanger and ask again, “This??”
His eyes light up, “YES!”
I said “Okay…” and tossed it on him. He put it on and it made him happy…
I just went in there a moment ago to check on him after I put him in his room for bed and he was asking for something by the window… “Your ninja knife? (no) Light saber? (no)” I went through his Sci Fi weapons inventory and he said… “In the box” I looked in the bex next to the shelf filled with all his awesome action figures and weapons and there was that damned purple shirt. Straight faced… more like “not amused face” I pick it up, “This?”
His eyes lit up, “YES!”
I kissed his forehead, told him “I don’t get you… I just don’t get you…” and I let him be.
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