February122012
Stumbled upon this picture on my cell phone=Recap My friends and I decided to drink at a rooftop bar in L.A. The Standard, I think is what it’s called. That’s not important really. We all knew it was going to be a fun night, especially since our friends Alex and Alyssa were coming out. (We were all high school friends, but life seems to get in the way when you get older.) So we’re all on the rooftop hanging out, having fun. My friend, Justin gets me talking to this girl from Britain. I get her number, but it’s just a casual thing. No sparks of any sort. The girls in our group want to get free drinks so we split up. Nature takes its course and they attract would-be prince charmings followed by free drink after free drink. I still laugh at guys who buy girls drinks. Reason being, those guys are trying to court a girl through the conventional means we all believe we understand, but buying a girl a drink won’t charm her. It gives her the sense of empowerment and lets her perceive you as a commodity, rather than a person. (All stuff I learned about the game sometime last summer)  Anyways, us guys are standing around talking, cracking jokes. We see a group of gals at the corner. I don’t know how much of the game my friend Justin and I knew, but we definitely had some basic guidelines. (It makes me chuckle to think about the game. And since I haven’t explained what that is I’ll take up a small portion of the blog to review. The game is a method people use to talk to the opposite sex. It sounds taboo and asshole-ish but it’s only as harmful as you want it to be. Justin and I only ever used it to socialize.) Back to the story. There’s a group of ladies hanging out at the corner of the roof. Justin tells me to go first, assuring that the guys will follow shortly. I wasn’t in the mood, but a little mockery from friends can persuade the strongest of wills. I go in and start a conversation, soon I’m talking to the whole group. Then my friends come in. Oh man, I have this huge smile on my face as I type these words because of what happened next. So I’ve been talking to this group and they’ve gotten comfortable with me. But they don’t know who my friends are, or that I’m even friends with them. When the guys walked up and stood in front of the girls speechless(i don’t know why they came in speechless), it was possibly the most awkward moments of moments. Then I broke the ice by telling them they’re my friends. Things warmed up immediately. I could seriously dissect this situation, and go into details of what happened psychologically in those moments but I’ll just go on with the story instead. We all start conversing. The gals go to USC, I forget what who was studying for huh? Seriously, I can never remember names or majors. So now we’re all sitting down on a couch, sipping beer and having fun. Alex, my high school friend, had boasted about how he could get any girl he wanted. I was completely eager to see this new Alex. Within the hour I realized his “game” consisted of getting obnoxiously drunk and insulting girls. He was destroying his own credibility with them, but simultaneously bringing all of the guys down with him. The game he was pulling would only work on blacked-out drunk teenage girls with severe daddy issues. And I have to admit, it was funny as hell. Alex is actually quite charming if you get to know him so it was like watching a beautiful racing stallion on its marks, the race gun shooting off, and the majestic horse taking one step before vomiting, collapsing, and twitching in its own spew. I went to check on the girls. They were druuunk. The same two guys were after them. I slyly asked if they wanted to stay or get out. Alyssa and Naomi weren’t interested in either of the dudes. They’re both pretty funny gals and it was priceless for me to see them be so bold in their rejections. It was harsh, yet one of the guys persisted and stuck around as our group left for Denny’s. It was hilarious watching this guy hit on Naomi, get confused, then hit on Alyssa. He’s the one in blue, holding the girl in blue (Naomi.) Alyssa and Naomi were pushing him off to each other. He gave up mid-way through the 5th meal and we talked a bit. The dude bragged about how he was going to Loyola Law School. We left Denny’s and began parting ways. The dude then casually bragged about how he was going to USC Law School. I guess he was too drunk to keep track of what he was talking about. I’m also fairly convinced he’s a compulsive liar. The story has no lesson really, it’s just a recap of a fun night I had with my friends.

Stumbled upon this picture on my cell phone=Recap

My friends and I decided to drink at a rooftop bar in L.A. The Standard, I think is what it’s called. That’s not important really.

We all knew it was going to be a fun night, especially since our friends Alex and Alyssa were coming out. (We were all high school friends, but life seems to get in the way when you get older.)

So we’re all on the rooftop hanging out, having fun. My friend, Justin gets me talking to this girl from Britain. I get her number, but it’s just a casual thing. No sparks of any sort. The girls in our group want to get free drinks so we split up. Nature takes its course and they attract would-be prince charmings followed by free drink after free drink. I still laugh at guys who buy girls drinks. Reason being, those guys are trying to court a girl through the conventional means we all believe we understand, but buying a girl a drink won’t charm her. It gives her the sense of empowerment and lets her perceive you as a commodity, rather than a person. (All stuff I learned about the game sometime last summer) 

Anyways, us guys are standing around talking, cracking jokes. We see a group of gals at the corner. I don’t know how much of the game my friend Justin and I knew, but we definitely had some basic guidelines. (It makes me chuckle to think about the game. And since I haven’t explained what that is I’ll take up a small portion of the blog to review. The game is a method people use to talk to the opposite sex. It sounds taboo and asshole-ish but it’s only as harmful as you want it to be. Justin and I only ever used it to socialize.) Back to the story. There’s a group of ladies hanging out at the corner of the roof. Justin tells me to go first, assuring that the guys will follow shortly. I wasn’t in the mood, but a little mockery from friends can persuade the strongest of wills. I go in and start a conversation, soon I’m talking to the whole group. Then my friends come in. Oh man, I have this huge smile on my face as I type these words because of what happened next. So I’ve been talking to this group and they’ve gotten comfortable with me. But they don’t know who my friends are, or that I’m even friends with them. When the guys walked up and stood in front of the girls speechless(i don’t know why they came in speechless), it was possibly the most awkward moments of moments. Then I broke the ice by telling them they’re my friends. Things warmed up immediately. I could seriously dissect this situation, and go into details of what happened psychologically in those moments but I’ll just go on with the story instead. We all start conversing. The gals go to USC, I forget what who was studying for huh? Seriously, I can never remember names or majors.

So now we’re all sitting down on a couch, sipping beer and having fun. Alex, my high school friend, had boasted about how he could get any girl he wanted. I was completely eager to see this new Alex. Within the hour I realized his “game” consisted of getting obnoxiously drunk and insulting girls. He was destroying his own credibility with them, but simultaneously bringing all of the guys down with him. The game he was pulling would only work on blacked-out drunk teenage girls with severe daddy issues. And I have to admit, it was funny as hell. Alex is actually quite charming if you get to know him so it was like watching a beautiful racing stallion on its marks, the race gun shooting off, and the majestic horse taking one step before vomiting, collapsing, and twitching in its own spew.

I went to check on the girls. They were druuunk. The same two guys were after them. I slyly asked if they wanted to stay or get out. Alyssa and Naomi weren’t interested in either of the dudes. They’re both pretty funny gals and it was priceless for me to see them be so bold in their rejections. It was harsh, yet one of the guys persisted and stuck around as our group left for Denny’s.

It was hilarious watching this guy hit on Naomi, get confused, then hit on Alyssa. He’s the one in blue, holding the girl in blue (Naomi.) Alyssa and Naomi were pushing him off to each other. He gave up mid-way through the 5th meal and we talked a bit. The dude bragged about how he was going to Loyola Law School. We left Denny’s and began parting ways. The dude then casually bragged about how he was going to USC Law School. I guess he was too drunk to keep track of what he was talking about. I’m also fairly convinced he’s a compulsive liar.

The story has no lesson really, it’s just a recap of a fun night I had with my friends.
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