Why I Love My Girlfriend Pam

Besides the fact that she's beautiful, kind, thoughtful, and a damn good cook, my girlfriend Pam trusts me, my judgement, and thinks before she speaks. It is uncanny how much we are alike in this respect. I would rather stay silent than say something I'll later regret, and she is cut from the same cloth.

After all, we both share the same Chinese astrological sign: the goat.

She is artistic and deep. She not only completed a college degree in fine arts, but has been employed as a graphic artist for many years, now. We both look at life through the same lens, it seems.

We're about to celebrate our first year together in a few days. It may sound cheesy, but it's true: we have never had a cross word between us. If we disagree with the other, we pause, think about it, then ask questions instead of rushing to conclusions and reacting.

These are just a few of the many reasons I am drawn to her, and feel very lucky to have found her. Here's an email she sent me yesterday:

A Great Lesson on Socialism.

An economics professor at Texas Tech said he had never failed a single student before, but had, once, failed an entire class.

The class had insisted that socialism worked and that no one would be poor and no one would be rich, a great equalizer.

The professor then said okay, we will have an experiment in this class on socialism. All grades would be averaged and everyone would receive the same grade so no one would fail and no one would receive an A.

After the first test the grades were averaged and everyone got a B. The students who studied hard were upset and the students who studied little were happy. But, as the second test rolled around, the students who studied little had studied even less and the ones who studied hard decided they wanted a free ride too; so they studied little. The second Test average was a D! No one was happy.

When the 3rd test rolled around the average was an F. The scores never increased as bickering, blame, name calling all resulted in hard feelings and no one would study for anyone else. The whole class failed to their great surprise and the professor told them that socialism would ultimately fail because the harder it is to succeed, the greater the reward, but when a government takes all the reward away; no one will try so no one will succeed.

A pretty smart teacher...

She's not your typical woman, and all of her unique qualities are for the better. How many other American women have taken the time to think critically about life, instead of being consumed with the usual selfish concerns that all too many are: looks, your feelings, clothes, and...did I say looks?

Don't get me wrong: she dolls up real nice, as they say, and has a great eye for clothes when she goes shopping with her mom, but these things are not where her mental energies stop. She understands why veterans are a special breed, has immense respect for my military experience, and doesn't think it backwards or neanderthal to carry a weapon. She has a few, herself.

Sound like a unique woman? Like I said, she is, indeed.

I try to do nice things for her when I can. We both don't come from money, and I don't get to buy her all the things I think she deserves. Of course, we're happy without all of those trappings, anyway.

She and I are into music, and I love to share my collection with her. I've been making mixed cd's for her for months, now. She is a big fan of Sanrio's Hello Kitty, so I adorn each one with a different HK image:

First, you print out the cover/liner notes on special paper:
Next, assemble the burned cd, jewel case, and paper inserts:
And viola':
The "G" on this one is to serve as a cataloging method for easy reference. Instead of saying, "Let's listen to the one of Hello Kitty flying in a biplane", we can easily say, "I want to listen to C".

These are the reasons she means so much to me. Having been around the world, lived a sex, drugs, and rock&roll life as a radio dj for more than 20 years all over this great nation, I finally feel that I have found the perfect match for me. I often wonder why I deserve her.