Let’s construct this differently. For every beautiful, interesting girl, there’s a relationship that she’s been in that went sour. OR For every hot, nice guy, there’s girl he’s treated wrong or been utterly jealous of. It really gets at, to me, the fact that when we see other people, without know them, you see just there hotness, some hollywood version of them, but really they’ve had some harsh things in their past, they’ve been sad, or had a rough times. Really it’s like “hey I’m jealous of that girl, or really want her, but wait…I’ve felt like this before with a girl I hadn’t met yet in a past relationship, but that eventually went bad…why don’t I just cherish that relationship?? Because that’s what I would be really jealous of (or maybe admire more), if she actually cherished her past relationships, although the truth is she’s probably had some bad relationships too (which are guys tired of sleeping with her).”

It can get pretty general for me and pertain to everything. Like missing out an an occasion that sounded like everyone had a good time. Ok wait, but I’ve had good times before…and will again, I don’t have to lust after something, I don’t know the actual reality of. (also times where people think everyone enjoyed themselves, but really it was a hellish experience…Prom nightmares, college frat parties, anyone?)

Really it then boils down to this: don’t so much pressure on finding Mr. right because there’s so much more to every person that you interact than just some perceived hotness thats all in our head, about lust, ideals, “a good time in bed”, that have really only been constructed by those around us, in movies or through our childhood.

Likewise, I’m sure you’ve also been that hot chick, that many guys are lusting after, not realizing you’ve had a rough relationship, and they’re just all jeally when they see you.

So the quote back to its initial instance, is supposed to mean, said in a rather rude way, don’t put someone on a pedestal or be jealous, there’s probably a lot you don’t know about them. Although I’m sure there are many dick dudes out there who are just mean about it, because they’re trying to make up for something they’re sad about with themselves..who knows…

But there have been a couple of rental cars and borrowing my dad’s pick-up truck…
Traffic light kisses are great so long as you remember to keep your foot on the brake. Back in high school we’d ask girls if they wanted to go out to the resevour to watch the submarine races. After parking the car by the lake if they asked where the submarines were… well they’re under the surface, racing. They caught on and enjoyed the evening.

I’m surprised you’ve not encountered this more in the City of Angels, it’s such a car culture there.

My first car was an old 4-door Chevy with a wide bench front seat. I practiced the COD turn, a hard right turn where the centrifugal force would slide the passenger toward the driver; the Come Over Dear turn. After that I got a sports car with bucket seats. Great fun to drive but not nearly as adaptable as the bench seat. At least the seats reclined. But the gear shift could get in the way a bit.

Most romantic car event for me was when i was gaffing a movie in North Carolina. I was romancing a gorgeous local waitress. One evening I picked her up in my rental car, we went to dinner and then for a drive through the country there on Edisto Island. I found a good secluded dirt road and parked. I left the radio playing and the door open. I got out, opened the trunk, (starting to sound like a horror film!) and pulled out a bottle of wine and two Dixie cups. We sat on the hood, drank the wine and talked, and we’d get up and dance in the dirt road when a good song came on. Pretty awesome.

I gotta move outta the City.

Unless she opens her door.

Or I put the roof top down. Of course, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with following up some kissing with a little bit of toplessness.

The big problem with that, of course, would be finding a stretch of deserted road in SoCal

In other words – my car is mostly useless

Except for kissing. I’m all for romantic tension and those 90 second lights! And … at least my car is fast, so we can get home!

== John ==

P.S. I’m a guy, we have to take it too far. That’s our job … yours is to resist to increase the romantic tension. For a while.

P.P.S. What is it with guys? I mean, sometimes too far is WAY too far. Are we all really that clueless as your match.com non-match? Move on dude!

No doubt on the male side, I’ll be less inundated, but it’s a good point about not wasting time.

Some people just don’t get electronic communication. Kenny sounds clueless, glad there’s at least one member of our male species that wasn’t.

In any event, does this mean that we’re not going to go to the Long Beach Aquarium next time you’re in town? o.O

(Just joking, I’m 5’10 anyway … out of your range.)

It’s too bad, if we do ever met, I would have a question I was wondering your opinion on. I know this “crazy chick who writes a blog, and says that all men should …”

== John ==

P.S. I found my Money Line last week!