Being Social
Met up with Kelly and Amanda and a couple of other peeps on Friday night at this bar called Roosevelt's which is popular mostly because you pay $7 to buy a cup and then can order as many beers and well drinks as you can consume until 7 o'clock. The crowd was fairly well mixed. We saw one really cute guy with a pencil behind his ear and as he was leaving, Kelly yelled out to him, Are you an architect? He was not. I accidentally insulted the cute bouncer guy--the one wearing blue high tops, by saying to him, Do people ever tell you that you remind them of that guy from Party of Five? He walked away. I didn't really mean Party of Five, I meant that guy on ER who was on some other TV show (Once and Again). Seriously, this guy looked just like him (by which I mean he looked just like a young gay porn star). I don't know why he would be offended to be compared to anyone on Party of Five, maybe it was the way I said it? I was sincere, however. It's not like I told him he reminded me of someone from Little People, Big World (the reality show about a family of little people). He did not later ask for my number.
Next, we walked over to another little really cute bar--I forget the name and I ended up talking to two women sitting at the bar about how hard it is to meet guys. Both of them had joined e-harmony and said it worked out great, except for they still don't have boyfriends.
On Saturday, I watched about 25 hours of television. I knew having more than three channels to choose from would be a problem. But some of these shows are utterly hypnotic. The show in this case was a MTV marathon of The Hills, the "reality" show spin-off of Laguna Beach. I'm not sure how much of it is staged. It seems like all of it is. Padhraig argues that it could not possibly be staged because no writer could come up with dialogue that inane and bad. It's true, but at the same time, every conversation has some sort of forward motion---it links at least remotely to the next plot point involving bitchiness and bad boyfriends and friendships ending and changing clothes and trips to the hair salon. Here's a typical example:
The main girl, Lauren, who is very pretty but has something odd about her mouth; it's like her mouth is positioned too far off her face, like an exaggerated Sim character: So, Lilo, what did Steven tell you about me? Is he like mad or something that I am going out with Stephen?
Lilo: (a dead ringer for Lauren except she has a normal mouth. All of the female characters have long, straight, impossibly shiny hair. There is not one black or ethnic character to be found): Like, I don't know. He like said that you were like always falling for the bad guys. You know? Like Steven knows that Stephen has like this reputation.
(Pause as camera pans back and forth between the two characters to create some sense of drama when in fact it's often just the other person searching to remember her loosely drawn "lines"): Wait, Steven said that?
Lilo: Like, yeah. (More panning back and forth).
Lauren: No way. He can't be like serious. Not after he made out with Jennifer right behind my back! Steven's just jealous because he knows that Stephen and I are like friends or something.
Lilo: Let's go change our clothes.
Lauren: Like.
Help me. I also caught an episode of a show my mom likes a lot called House. Very funny and quirky and dark. I will try in the future to limit my TV watching to only 12 hours a day so as not to completely be turned into jelly.
Next, we walked over to another little really cute bar--I forget the name and I ended up talking to two women sitting at the bar about how hard it is to meet guys. Both of them had joined e-harmony and said it worked out great, except for they still don't have boyfriends.On Saturday, I watched about 25 hours of television. I knew having more than three channels to choose from would be a problem. But some of these shows are utterly hypnotic. The show in this case was a MTV marathon of The Hills, the "reality" show spin-off of Laguna Beach. I'm not sure how much of it is staged. It seems like all of it is. Padhraig argues that it could not possibly be staged because no writer could come up with dialogue that inane and bad. It's true, but at the same time, every conversation has some sort of forward motion---it links at least remotely to the next plot point involving bitchiness and bad boyfriends and friendships ending and changing clothes and trips to the hair salon. Here's a typical example:
The main girl, Lauren, who is very pretty but has something odd about her mouth; it's like her mouth is positioned too far off her face, like an exaggerated Sim character: So, Lilo, what did Steven tell you about me? Is he like mad or something that I am going out with Stephen?
Lilo: (a dead ringer for Lauren except she has a normal mouth. All of the female characters have long, straight, impossibly shiny hair. There is not one black or ethnic character to be found): Like, I don't know. He like said that you were like always falling for the bad guys. You know? Like Steven knows that Stephen has like this reputation.
(Pause as camera pans back and forth between the two characters to create some sense of drama when in fact it's often just the other person searching to remember her loosely drawn "lines"): Wait, Steven said that?
Lilo: Like, yeah. (More panning back and forth).
Lauren: No way. He can't be like serious. Not after he made out with Jennifer right behind my back! Steven's just jealous because he knows that Stephen and I are like friends or something.
Lilo: Let's go change our clothes.
Lauren: Like.
Help me. I also caught an episode of a show my mom likes a lot called House. Very funny and quirky and dark. I will try in the future to limit my TV watching to only 12 hours a day so as not to completely be turned into jelly.
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