Friday, December 5, 2008

Deep Thoughts By Jack Goes Forth

I went out drinking tonight (Friday) and I spoke with a guy that I know only as a bar patron, a self-proclaimed "womanizing" bar patron. He told me that he had met a girl and that he was really happy. He went on to say that he never saw this coming, but that it had, and he couldn't explain it. I've known this guy for about 6 months and I asked him how old he was. Much to my surprise, he's about to turn 25.

I sarcastically congratulated him and then I told him that I have these sort of "crushes" on different girls every few weeks or so. He stopped me and he said that my crushes were only sexual and not the real thing, and that he had not in fact slept with this new girl. He was somewhat right in his assessment of my crushes.

I then came home early and watched an incredible film/love story called "Once", which was an Oscar winner in 2007 (click on the link for the Wiki description of the film). The film is basically about two artists falling in love.

I'm 25 years old and considering the crap that I write, I don't consider myself an artist. But after I've had a few drinks and shots (like at the time of this posting), I could see myself falling for a girl, and not just any girl. She has to be different and she has to be sort of a nut job just like me. This movie and my tipsiness made me fantasize about that type of scenario tonight.

Sadly or joyfully depending on your outlook, I won't be drunk when I wake up tomorrow and this feeling will pass.

I have entirely too much time on my hands to go falling in love and settling down.....

16 comments:

Susan said...

LOL You poor thing. You are so lost. Your mind goes one way, and then your penus flips it back the other way real quick.

KateEN1228 said...

Jack, in order for you to settle down, the future love of your life would have to fall in love with you too... and I just don't see that happening!

Tom Sanchez Prunier said...

Jack, don't drink and blog. Should've wrote that you watched "The Notebook," because the lovers ended up together in the end.

In "Once," she was married, and he extended a gesture - a piano - for her to remember him by when he went off to London to reunite with the woman who broke his heart. Maybe you passed out halfway through?

I'm 38, and the wisdom I pass along is enjoy life, set some goals and work toward them.

And, as for meeting THE woman, I met my wife over the phone at a time when we lived in different states. Love indeed finds a way, and she's out there, probably waiting for you to get your act together enough to show some potential.

Peace, blessings and a pony.

Rabbit said...

Jack, don't listen to this drivel about "potential" or "settling down". The woman you're looking for is a) the one you love, who b) loves you... JUST THE WAY YOU ARE.

All this stuff about "getting yourself together" so that woman of your dreams will fall for you is bullshit. If you follow that advice, you will end up wanting to choke on a shotgun barrel every time you see your First Wife. You can't just go into "marrying mode" and make that shit happen. You have to be patient, and you have to stay true to yourself.

Let me break it down for you: when you fall for her, you will want her to stay the same forever, hanging on to the excitement and sex appeal that attracted you to her in the first place. When she latches onto you, she really doesn't love YOU, but some ideal that you could be. Next thing you know, she will have your ass jumping through hoops, turning your nose up at cheap beer and shots, and she might even have you to sitting down to piss.

Neither of those scenarios will happen. You will always be the loquacious lecherous lush you are today, and she will change with the winds of fashion and her shifting hormones. You will hate each other within two or three years, and you will gladly give her half of your fortune (amassed from your novels and journalistic exploits, of course) as well as the nice 4000 square foot dream home in the burbs, so long as she will shut up and go away.

I don't know about you Jack, but I'd rather eat razor blades than pretend I could change my nature. Rock on, you disgusting man-whore, you know you're loving it. That woman you're dreaming of just may come along some day, and you don't want to be acting like some Tiki Bob's pussy boy in a polo shirt when she does.

Mariane Matera said...

No, you're not looking for another nut job just like you. A relationship can weather only one nut job. Someone has to pay the bills, keep the lights on, be the sane one, etc. The successful relationship will end up being someone who in many key ways is the exact opposite of you. Otherwise, all relationships with too much sameness will come to resemble Sid and Nancy.

Tom Sanchez Prunier said...

Maybe I wasn't clear enough for Rabbit. My advice was to get about your life and let love happen. You're 25 for cripe's sake!

Rabbit, setting goals is not changing one's ways, much less "acting like some Tiki Bob's pussy boy in a polo shirt." Having a goal in life (like being a writer) will empower you to discover who you are, and write less beer-addled woe-is-me blogs late on a Friday night.

Unlike I may have represented in my "drivel," I wasn't suggesting Jack change his ways to be more appealing; the reference to potential was for Jack to want what's best for him, which will lead to his attaining more personal and professional goals, and not settling for a woman that will drive him to fellate a shotgun.

Jack, spend some time learning exactly who you are and you will be confident enough to advocate for yourself (and ignore all the advice you're receiving from me and all your loyal readers).

Of course, I didn't meet the right woman until I gave up on shallow relationships with shallow people (including myself at the time). I took a look inside and started writing. That writing led me to a much more fulfilling career and (guess what?) I met the woman of my dreams along the way. And she's a writer too.

Funny how my advice and Rabbit's is quite similar -- only I don't need to flex so much...

... then again, I am married and own "Once" AND "The Notebook" on DVD, so I might have to put on a polo shirt, go to Tiki Bob's and give up my 12-year-old Scotch for some Blue Hawaiis or blender concoctions overflowing with fruit.

Naah.

Julie in Midlo said...

Jack, you're 25..much too young to settle down right now. But I hope you eventually find the right girl. I hate to think of you still prowling around The Bottom for scandalous ho-bags when you're in your mid-30s and everyone else around you is married, has kids and has moved on with their lives. That's a sad thought. But you have at least 7-10 more years until you have to think about this.

Anonymous said...

Jack; you're 25, and haven't lived enough to worry about these things. Just keep on doing what you're doing. You're fine. Seek clarity in your life. Seek fullfilling experiences. Seek out truths and life. Seek out fun, excitement, and good times. Be a womanizer if you want. Be a bartender. Be happy. In due time, you'll find someone you think is the most kick-ass person in the world. I've done alot -- hopped a plane and became a commercial fisherman in Bering Sea on a dare; went to Tanzania cause I woke up and dreamt about chasing zebras; lived life in Amsterdam cause some guy told me I should; travelled the length of South America with a chick I though was cool, etc. The whole time, I never thought about women. I just did them when the moments struck. In the end, I just fell in love with the most spectacular chick ever.

Anonymous said...

From Author above -- One last thought. Seek out love. If you do it right, you'll find inspiration in it. I have ex-lovers who are married, with children, who otherwise couldn't be with you or whatever, who will call and write and say, "I'm still madly in love with you..." Regret is wishing you had many lives so you could live them all with these angels.

FanGuy said...

Just remember, 50% of marriages end in divorce. Probably half of the remaining 50% are unhappy. There's nothing wrong with being in your 30s and single in the 804! Wait for the right one. I'm still waiting for Penelope Cruz's character in "Vanilla Sky" to come my way! ;-)

Rabbit said...

That's right baby - short skirt, looonnnnnggg jacket!

Jack Goes Forth said...

I appreciate all of the good (and bad) advice.

Please remember that I was shitcanned when I wrote this and now I'm sober. I'm not ready for anything...not even a pet hamster (my last one died of starvation).

But the safe money says that I'll be drunk again and writing about shit like this in the future. So keep the comments coming.

Mala said...

What does bein 25 have to do with anything?

When my parents were 25 they had two of us. Right here in Richmond there are 25 year olds competing in sports, getting bachelors degrees, doing time, working as police officers/baristas/salespeople, raising niƱos, going to graduate school, planting gardens, playing in bands, volunteering work at medical clinics, writing blogs, bartending....

There are all kinds of ways to live a life. It may only be dumbass yet hypereducated Americans who think there is ONE way to live...and to be happy. Settling down at certain age, well, what does settling down means?

You can do whatever you want.

Meade Skelton said...

25 is just a kid or barely in the Adulthood realm, as far as I'm concerned. But what I do notice, is some people at 25 look like teenagers, while others look near 50. I think the bar lifestyle is what prematurely ages people. I am 29, and most people mistake me for as young as 16. I don't drink, smoke, and I don't live the wordly life. It sounds boring, but actually I'm havin' a lot more fun!

Anonymous said...

That is so sad but so true...

S. Preston said...

Meade Skeleton,

something about the idea of living while I'm alive is just more appealing than preserving a youthful exterior.

And what is life without mimosas on sundays and stumbling across the Mayo bridge for some saturday night debauchery?

We as a society put way too much emphasis on the future and past. Be here now :)