Tyler Lucas is Dead
Oh, it's just a place to flop.
So I caught a bit of the MTV Movie Awards earlier tonight and they have this award for “Best Line” which is a really stupid award to begin with. It’s simply the best single line from a movie over the past year. Um, no thank you.
Regardless, the “award” goes to this little kid from “Grown Ups” who said “I wanna get chocolate wasted.” Insanely brilliant stuff. Anyway, that’s not what this is about. The adorable little girl got up to the podium and thanked just about everyone in the entire world. Well, everyone except the person who wrote the goddamn line.
The line that awarded this little girl her fifteen minutes of fame was spoken by her, but someone else thought of it and put it to the page long before she was even cast in the movie. Yet, the girl’s manager gets thanked.
Why is it that writer’s just can’t get any love these days unless their last name is Sorkin? As someone who scribbles from time to time I find this upsetting.
Apparently, aspiring to be a writer truly is a fool’s errand.
AKA “My adventures in online dating.
Yep, I’m online dating. Fuck it. Although I still have yet to determine the seriousness with which I’m partaking in the whole sordid affair. First off, I should mention that this isn’t my first go-around with the wild world of online dating. A little over two years ago my (former) roommate and I were curious so we decided to simultaneously do match.com for a month. It didn’t work out well for him, but it did work out great for me. I met a young lady and we dated a little while, we’re still friends to this day. After the romantic aspect of our friendship concluded, I determined that I wouldn’t do online dating again because I didn’t think lighting could strike twice.
Fast forward to present tense.
A little over a month ago a friend of mine tells me he’s doing it and having fun with it. After some prodding from him I decided to poke around a little. What the hell, right? Besides, this shit’s free now. So I signed up. But honestly, I haven’t exactly been taking it seriously. I like looking around and I message with women from time to time, but I have yet to come across anyone that I’m just dying to meet.
Theoretically I would look at online dating as means of escaping the wasteland that is the LA dating scene, but it would seem as if the online landscape is just as barren. Maybe it’s me, maybe it’s you, but it’s probably just LA.
The funny thing is, I’m not even really looking for a relationship, but I’m not necessarily not looking for one either. I just like to explore. I just like to test all my options. One thing I don’t like to do is settle, so definitely keeping my online dating exploration low keyed. I’m not talking to just anyone, only females who seem interesting.
I’m gonna keep randomly updating my findings and results on here from time to time so stay tuned.
Current stats:
Messaging with: 3
Texting with: 1
Excitement (scale of 1-10): 6.
I went to this event called the “Slut Walk” this past Saturday. Pretty interesting stuff; people getting together and marching for the rights of rape victims. In short, sometimes rape victims are told it’s their fault because they were dressed like a “slut.” That’s pretty fucked up. I donated a dollar, got a button, shot a video. My part: Done.
Well, that and I never have raped anyone nor will I ever. I suppose that counts for something.
PS: I don’t recall this woman’s name, but she was a great speaker.
Here we go again, another Slim attempt at a blog, or, wait, what is this called? I mean, it’s more than a blog, right? A tumble? I’m sure someone has a name for it, but I’m just gonna go with Tumble. For those of you who don’t know (I’m gonna pretend someone will actually read this), this is like my tenth attempt at blogging, but only my first at Tumbling so that’s a start. Anyway, I do this. I go into these modes where I fool myself into thinking that my opinions have value and I decide to start penning them across cyberspace for no one in particular to read.
The best part is, I hate self-promotion so I might mention the new blog, or in this case Tumble, once or twice off handedly to people, but nobody listens these days if you only tell them once - you have to pound them over the head - so my blog (Tumble) goes un-noticed by the world at large and eventually dies a slow, lonely death.
Will this time be different? Only time will tell I guess. I will say this, I am intrigued at the possibilities of this site. I mean, it’s not just a blog, it’s a Tumble and shit.
So feel free to come along for the ride. I’m sure there will be a few bumps along the way, but eventually I’ll get bored and move on to the next time killer.
