Here's the thing about women ... (Oh, the dangerous possibilities that could follow that intro)

Women like to feel dainty. I'm generalizing. Perhaps female bodybuilders do not want to feel dainty, I don't know. You often see them dating even more gigantic, muscular male body builders, so probably even they want to feel some level of daintiness. This holds true for the majority of women I know, especially ones who consider themselves tall or big-boned. They do not want to date someone like me because I'm short and 150 pounds while holding a toddler, and that would make them, by comparison, feel big and bloated and awkwardly tall, not unlike the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man*. Even if they are in no way big or bloated or awkwardly tall, it's self-perception, usually the worst perception there is.

*One of my favorite movie lines is in that scene when the Mallow Man appears and there's just graveyard silence and "Dr." Peter Venkman says, "Well there's something you don't see every day." So many classic lines in "Ghostbusters." Another favorite: when Harold Ramis is explaining what will happen if they cross the streams, something about all life as they know it ending and every molecule in their bodies exploding, and Venkman goes, "Important safety tip. Thanks, Egon." Of the 100 funniest movie lines in history, Bill Murray has to have five.

The dainty factor is why THIS story about the Lopez twins at Stanford should come as no real threat to anyone's pacemaker. What we're referring to, is the fun little nugget halfway down about the fact that Robin (the one with big hair*) Lopez is dating professional golfer Michelle Wie. She's something like 6-foot-1, so it would take a pretty large person to dwarf her. But she found the guy, 7-foot-1 Robin, a man so large Batman would have to be HIS sidekick. (This is all pointless speculation, of course, Maybe she loves Robin's personality but wishes he was 5-7.)

Having interviewed both the Lopez twins when they were at Memorial High in Fresno, and then at Stanford, it's a little tough to imagine either of them dating. And I mean that as a compliment. They were not the kind of guys who chased the homecoming queen or the head cheerleader. They had tons of friends, which were more likely to be band geeks and chess club members as they were athletes. They're refreshing, just kinda big, goofy, naive, innocent, shy guys; into comics and cartoons and all that. Not the stuff chicks dig. Especially a chick whose public perception is pretty much the opposite of that. Wie, according to an estimate by Fortune Magazine* made $19.5 million in endorsements last year. She allegedly faked an injury in a tournament to avoid shooting a score that would have gotten her banned from the LPGA Tour. Her dad can be overbearing and overprotective. She's gone through nine caddies in the last few years. She plays on exemptions instead of actually having to qualify for the LPGA. Let's just say it. She seems a little high-maintainance. Not the girl I pictured Robin with, but considering his look and size, it's kinda hard to imagine him with anyone.

As I always say when love is in the air, good luck and get prenups.