The Sick List

When I was in college I had an inexplicable crush on the the grungiest dude I knew. A man that smoked like Snoop Dogg, smoldered like James Dean, and had the sartorial choices of Kurt Cobain.

He was gross. He never showered. He was perpetually drunk and well known for showing up late for class and smirking at the professor for the remaining hour. Every time we talked, I wanted to slap his face.

Any amount of time spent thinking of him in any sort of romantic sense also led to hours of verbal flogging. What the hell was I thinking?

I will not reveal his name and I will take it to the grave.

I have admitted to liking specific guys twice in my life. Once led to me saying "Sure I like you but you should date so and so instead." And he did.

The second, well that led to some ass-grabbing that was documented in this blog post.

I am not embarrassed for liking my my dirty little college friend. Underneath the layers of grunge, the shaggy hair and the smell of Tommy Boy (a precursor to Axe body spray, in my mind), he was wicked smart and super funny.

But not the usual opinion of what constitutes hot and sexy times.

In fact, I have a history of thinking typically unattractive men are in fact super handsome.

So when RF told me one day, after seeing Hitch, that he thought Kevin James was sexy, I was floored.

After laughing my head off for about an hour, The Sick List was created.

The Sick List is a mental list RF and I keep of all the unconventional famous men we find attractive.

In 2005, his sick list consisted of Kevin James and Rob Schneider.



But The Sick List evolves constantly.

Here is a texing conversation RF and I just had pertaining to The Sick List.

Me: Who is on your sick list?
RF: Scott Brown
Me: You are a terrible human being.
RF: Kevin James
RF:  But Sen Scott Brown is so hot.
Me: Yeah, but sick.
RF: Bob Saget
RF: hehe. Jack black.

I completely believe Scott Brown is physically attractive. But once he opens his mouth, I get a little grossed out. I'm Team Elizabeth Warren.

My Sick List is a little more eclectic.





And I would make out with every single one of them.