And Coffee that Somehow Leaks Out of Your Cup

I have not linked to many articles lately, mainly because I have felt compelled to provide my own thoughts on life and the prospect of commenting on what other people have written seemed strangely unappealing at the time. Anyhow...

Today's Washington Post featured a great article about the man, the myth, and the legend known as Lloyd Dobler. For those of you who do not recognize the name, this column will provide a crash course in the man who has ruined love for every American man alive.
I'm really not bitter about things, but I have to agree with Hank Stuever (who expects to get a girl with a name like that?) and Chuck Klosterman when they say that Dobler and people like Chris Martin of Coldplay have created the concept known as "fake love." Well, maybe they did not create "fake love". That was probably Shakespeare when he penned "Romeo and Juliet" or Solomon when he wrote "Song of Songs".

Whatever the case, these sappy, romantic softies sing lines about "bleeding themselves dry" for the woman they love and comparing women to the rising sun. Basically, they have set the bar so high that no real man who operates without a screenwriter can succeed. Girls everywhere expect us to stand under their balconies composing spontaneous sonnets or outside of their windows holding up our collective boombox to the world as it blares "In Your Eyes."

Ladies, give all of us a break from now on. We're not Lloyd Dobler and we're not Chris Martin. We're not Romeo and we're not Solomon. I do make great romantic mix CD's though....