ooh, he's enough to drive a poor gal wild, aint he fine?

So I finally did what I've been wanting to do for a long time: I removed the blogroll/link list/whatever you kids call it these days. It was full of blogs that have been abandoned (R.I.P. If You Can't Think of Anything Nice to Say...Come Sit Here By Me, one of the most legendary blogs that is sorely missed) or blogs I never really even liked, but linked because they asked me to (not going to name names, of course). Anyone, I don't want to get caught up in the "politics" of blogroll...if you don't want me linked because I no longer have you linked, go ahead and remove me. I'm just no longer into the whole "exchanging links" business. There really are just a handful of blogs I read regularly and I like them enough that I can remember the address myself. If you have me linked and intend to continue to do so, thank you.

Anyhow, so I've been putting some thought into my ideal man. I know it's a bit of a pointless venture, as it's not something I can attain and therefore any boy I meet will have trouble living up to it, but I'm thinking of using this as a guideline of the type of guy I'd want.
I've whittled it down to a combination of two wellknown men, one fictional.

Steven Hyde is a work of art. For some reason, I went way too far in life without watching That 70's Show but better late than never, I suppose. Immediately upon viewing, I saw Hyde as more than simply a witty, attractive breath of fresh air (Kelso? Fez? As if. Eric? I'm on the fence.) He became a model for the type of guy I needed in life. Nicola and I have often found ourselves favorably comparing guys we know to Hyde. What is it about him? The Zeppelin shirts? The "don't care" attitude? The mean exterior that sometimes fades to reveal kind tendencies? The hair? It's the combination and so much more. Of course, it's a major turn-off that he spent so long in the shallow clutches of Jackie, but I can understand: Hyde and Donna as a couple would be too great. Like Zooey Deschanel and Jason Schwartzman: something so fantastic cannot be.
Of course, the sad truth is Steven Hyde does not exist. However, surely there are a number of boys similar enough and, if you are one of them......hi! I'm Molly.

Unlike Hyde, Andre Benjamin (a.k.a. Andre 3000) is a real man. And, oh, he is a real man. Andre 3000 has shown that he is an absolute musical genius and a deeply creative and unique person. His tastes are exponentially stellar. He named his child Seven. His children's show was not only awesome, it contained definite hints of - dare I say it - Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids. He's basically a one-man, modern-day Parliament-Funkadelic...wait, stop. Too far! But he is absolutely amazing. The main problem is that if I ever encountered a guy like Andre 3000, I would feel completely un-worthy.

Could you imagine a guy who was a cross between Hyde and Andre??
A stylish, witty, nice-but-not-"nice guy", talented, creative, doesn't-give-a-fuck man.
And the tragedy?
He'd definitely be taken.