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Yes – well – at least tall people are – or people who claim to be tall people… Thanks and wow, you’re brave go out to Bridget for the below story contribution from which we learn that people are generally judgmental liars. Thanks for doing that leg work for us B. Jessie – Following my maiden speed dating voyage, I have a new-found respect for your participation …
The second in what is now technically a series – “understanding what they preach.” Per the first installation around “integrity” – older people are always offering Hallmark card advice that’s unfortunately void of a “how to” appendix. Here we unpack those stock phrases with the help of dictionary.com and, sometimes, Jesuit priests. Today: “perspective” “What you need is a little perspective around this issue …
Some old posts are so apropos to some new posts that it’s worth re-posting them for editorial effect. Also if it’s possible to be jet-lagged five days after getting back from the west coast, I am. Today – a post from yore that offers a non-tech solution to common dating issues. From 2/8/08 RED CUP, GREEN CUP “I wish life were like a red cup, green cup …
They say we’re the generation that has everything. Instant access to the world wide web from every public park in every city. Seamless web for ordering in any food we can imagine. “Keep the Change” from Bank of America so we don’t even have to remember to save money. And phones so advanced that they can turn our voices into the voice of T-Pain. And …
“I’m preparing to enter my glory days,” my friend Ben said as we were walk slash talking down Abbet Kinney in Venice Beach. He said it just like he’d said, “so we’ll go surfing for about two hours this afternoon, then run errands.” Or, “I figure I’ll buy my big boy car after business school” – definitive and matter-of-fact, but not without a clear background …
In this town you hear people say “she’s got a lot of hustle” – not “she can hustle” or “she’s a hustler” – it’s that she is possessing of hustle. They also say “take a meeting” instead of just have one and “there’s some heat around it” if something looks promising, so the L.A. lexicon is an overall issue. For another day… What they mean …
You knew this was coming… After five days in LA I’ve concluded fairly firmly that dates slash boyfriends are more accessible here for the 20-something set than they are in New York. This isn’t to be confused with plentiful (there are more dates/guys) or quality (the dates/guys are superior), it’s accessibility (you’ll have an easier time getting the dates/guys). Evidence, rationale is as follows: 1. …
And then sometimes things work out so Meg-Ryan-Tom-Hanks-movie perfectly that you can’t help but wonder – is it odd?…or is it God?… For those that followed the Lifetime original that was my ordeal with Anna and Laundro-Matt, you’ll remember that following our first slash only “encounter,” I never saw Laundro again. For those that didn’t – here: Starch-Crossed Lovers (and apologies for giving away the ending…) …
I’ve been know to criticize Los Angeles for all the things that make it not New York. The lack of seasons, the presence of traffic, the fact that no one walks anywhere, and bars close at 2am, and people ask “who do you work for” instead of “what do you do.” In general, I don’t like LA. And yet I’m here in la la land …
I’m pre-disposed to disagree with everything in Michael Gerson’s recent diatribe against the 20-something from The Washington Post. Frankly any article that starts by claiming that an entire generation – mine or any other – finds family values “increasingly irrelevant” gets me on the defensive. That’s a blanket statement. So is this: “This is the period of life in which society’s most important social commitments take …