Saturday, November 12, 2011

You wanna be me.

We had a Do Good Bus ride today and decided to meet some friends out at a bar afterward.  My lovely staff girl and I showed up with matching shirts and silly hats from the ride and ordered some whiskey.

Strangers talked to us ALL NIGHT.  "What's the occasion?" "Whose birthday?" "Love your hat." "Let me buy you a drink."

Fantastic.

The best part was being able to answer, "No party. I just got off work."
People were jealous.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Good one.



After my post yesterday about shoes, a friend reminded me of this amazing clip from Me And You And Everyone We Know.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Crumbs



I did quite a bit of walking around Santa Monica tonight and I'm not sure what's happening, but I saw 5 shoes.  Solo, lonely, abandoned shoes.  Five in one night...that's weird, right?

A flip flop.
An Adidas soccer flop.
A men's dress shoe.
A flip flop.
A women's dress shoe.

I'm going to pretend it's two people speaking to one another in shoes.  Perhaps a Hansel and Gretel reenactment of sorts.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Spies

I went on a blind date tonight and knew with in about 2 minutes of meeting him that it was going to be a long, uncomfortable glass of wine.

After we found a table, I noticed two women sitting close by had already spotted I was on a first date.  I was embarrassed at first, but then thought of the many times I had been a spy, just like them.

I made it through my glass of wine and politely explained I had a movie to catch and needed to run.  By now, my two lady spies had moved inside from the rain and I headed down the Promenade to see if, indeed, there was a movie I'd like to see.

After my stroll, no potential movies and not being able to find my car -- I ran into the spies at the parking machine.  They were in front of me and I had my head buried in my phone looking up other movie options.

One of them turned around and said, "It's you!"  She grabbed her friend and spun her around and said, "Look! It's her."  "How was your date?!"

I smiled with pouty eyes and said, "Awful."

She immediately grabbed me and gave me a hug.  A real hug.
"Oh, I'm so sorry sweetheart."

They explained they had been watching most of the time and realized pretty quickly it wasn't going well.

"We spent the rest of the evening going through our rolodex of friends trying to come up with someone to introduce you to.  You seemed so sweet and cute.  I mean, you stuck it out for the date, most girls wouldn't do that."

(Do people REALLY just get up from an unsuccessful date and leave?)

We joked for a bit and they wished me luck in the black hole that is dating in Los Angeles and we went our separate ways.

Made my day.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

A note.

Dear Person Reading This,

Someone thought about you today and smiled.

A moment or a word reminded them of you and they stopped what they were doing, even if for just a second, and thought of you.
You can smile knowing that.

Go ahead, don't be shy.