Fun with #OkCupid: So, last night I went out on a date with a guy who agreed with the Unabomber

Dec 30

HAHA did he REALLY just say that?

OMG the truth is reallly IS stranger than fiction!!

So about a month and some change ago this duderino on OKC hit me up. (As per my usual - I am on the online dating website OKCupid and you guys should totes check it out cause it's like free, and they use math to get you dates - yah! for real.) I read his email, then checked out his profile - did he have a genuine smile? yep! check ... I kept reading ...and saw this ...

Dude sounded amazing ... so I then clicked on his avatar highlighting more photos and saw this ...

WINNER WINNER CHICKEN DINNER!

Fuck yeah - I immediately got back to the guy not only telling him that we should meet up but letting him know when I'd be back in town and offering my number.

That is literally the best photo I have seen on OKC, btw.

So some more time went by - didn't hear from him ... then I get an email saying he had been sick or something, whatever - still told him to hit me back (frankly I wasn't holding my breath there) ... and a few days ago, he actually called and we arranged to meet up on Thursday night (aka last night).

Everything in life was happening as per my usual - I had gotten laid the night before by a dear friend, which lead me to want to start a UGC blog called OnTheFloorFromTheNightBefore.com, which lead me to meeting a supermodel while trying to get off the phone with my Aunt Laurie - but not without managing to look like a complete dweeb in the process (thanks 7/11 lady ...). Read more all about that here.

Literally 20 minutes before the date, I was STILL not ready for it. I had agreed to meet him at a bar not too far from my place, but I was SOO FREAKING JAZZED about the UGC blog and creating the Facebook like page for it - that my mind was anywhere but this date.

I was then reminded about his Iron Fist 3: Fists of Iron photo and just how AWESOME it was and I somehow managed to pull myself away from the macbook pro, throwing on some make up, and running out the door. (Thanks again to Blowfish shoes! Rocked a pair of Vances!)

I then get to the bar, fortunately only being 2 minutes late (WHEW) - and after looking around realize I beat him here.

I then copped a squat in the main bar area and waited. Moments later, the men's bathroom door opened and a guy approached the table.

Hi! You must be Jen.

Yes I say, still remaining seated since the bar set up did not make it easy to get out of the booth.

I won't hug you since you say you don't like to be touched ... he said

I then laugh saying, no - I'm getting over it; I then initiated my Confident Hug.

<tangent> So so so many times in life people don't know whether they should shake your hand or hug you, so what I do is go in for a "Confident Hug" - a warm and open hug at the beginning or end of the date to negate any awkwardness a guy may feel about not knowing what your preference is. CONFIDENT HUG FTW!! Works EVERY FREAKING TIME and puts people at ease. </tangent>

We then sat down and I went to get a beer as he had already had his.

I sit back down at the booth, and he immediately begins talking.

I've never been out on a first date with someone and known so much about them.

Yeah, it's the only way I survived 103 dates in 9 months - not a lot of dudes asked me questions. I entered into everything mid sentence and cut out all the bullshit. It was pretty nice actually.

We then started talking - I asked him what he did for fun, and he told me. Followed by me finally realizing I also have no idea what this guy did for a living, so I asked ...

I was a lawyer until recently. I didn't want to do it anymore - all I want to do is write.

That's rad! Do you have a blog?

No, I don't understand anything about the tech space.

You don't need to understand the tech space to at least blog, dude! Creating your OKC account was way more difficult than starting a blog and you've seemed to have mastered that one.

He thought about it, and then told me he was passionate as well about helping out some Occupy Movement peeps.

Whew I thought, thank GOODD I wasn't wearing my 1% sweatshirt ...

That could have gotten awkward. Dodged a bullet on that one!!

We then keep talking, and one beer becomes two, and two becomes three. I was impressed with the guy - he was a GREAT conversationalist. He asked me a shit ton of questions, and we got pretty deep on a few issues. Major kudos. We had a very very very intelligent conversation.

He then admits, I have to be honest with you - I didn't think we were going to get along.

Oh? I ask

Yeah - I'm not a big fan of social media.

Well, what don't you like about it?

I mean I'm on Facebook, and I see that there is not much I can do about it anymore - but I kinda agree with the Unabomber on a lot of issues regarding privacy.

The second the words came out of his mouth I started LAAAUUUGGHHHIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG.

OMG OMG OMG, I was shaking, please for the love of all things holy let me tweet that. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!! I thought.

He then starts to backpedal feeling embarrassed by my laughter, and I stop him.

No - that's a GENIUS idea for a blog. I then told him about tumblr, and he should create an account with this cutesey title I told him.

Here, I said grabbing my phone - let's check if the domain is available.

Moments later, I entered in the domain ...

YEP! It's available. Dude, you have to go home and create this account. For the love of all things holy this is a such a good idea. I'll totally walk you through the process.

You're a true marketer he said.

YES!!! And good GOD this will get people to click on your blog, and if your writing is good enough - it will keep them there.

He thought about it, and then said he was considering a career in politics one day as well and he wasn't sure if having his name associated with the unabomber was such a good idea.

UGH! I thought!!! I get so FREAKING FRUSTRATED with people who want to have this massive "control" over their career before they even have one. Like the duderino over the summer that I took to an interview that ended up being an orgy - he is the nephew of a SUPPPPEERRRRR famous actor. Like CRAZZZYYYYY famous - like every. single. person. knows this actor because he is literally a legend.

That duderino wanted to be a writer, and wanted to maybe one day as well get into acting - but he kept saying over and over how much he was afraid to put himself out there because it would "one day come back and haunt him." Fuck that shit and OWN IT!!!

You're talking jibberish if you haven't even DONE ANYTHING TO BEGIN WITH!!!!! You HAAAVVEEEEE to put yourself out there to find your voice and then work with what is working. It can't be controlled and be the other way around. FUCK ME SILLY I control nothing with this brand and with this website. When I first started it I wanted to predict trends in the social space talking about social media. Then, I realized I wanted to get back into lifecasting - and now I am somewhere in between the two using technology as the backdrop talking about my experiences in life as a lifecaster. Of course the first time I talked about sex I was PETRIFIED to do it - but now I do, and it's RAD!!! You. Have. To. Put. Yourself. Out. There. No press is bad press.

Well, unless you have a chinchilla fetish and have a sex vid of you petting chinchillas while masturbating cause that shit would just be weird.

If you're not that guy though, you should be good.

The SECOND someone says something to me like that - I just go lah lah lah - BULLSHIT! You're just afraid to get out the gate - which dudes, is totally understandable ... but just put on your big boy pants and get it the fuck going.

Albeit, yeah, I do understand that politics is a HORSE of a different color (dudes, my bro works at the pentagon) so I can definitely see both sides, but I still call bullshit.

We then talked politics for a hot minute and after we each grabbed a glass of water we called it a night.

He walked me out and I gave him another Confident Hug. I was thoroughly impressed with the dude overall though, I gotta admit - but if he doesn't start the blog that we talked about I'm pretty much meh. And not even with the title I suggested (although it is freaking GENIUS and if he doesn't take it after 90 days I'll post the idea on the site and tell someone that they should start it) - but just A blog in general. I'm done with people talking up a big game and not backing it up. Life is for the taking and time is running out, man. Gotta get going while the getting is good - so we shall see.

It's funny actually he texted me right as I was writing this ...

He asked me last night what I was doing for NYE and I told him that per the shaman's advice I would be spending the holiday alone.

(I've been seeing a modern day shaman for the last few months - REALLY RAD DUDE!! Read more about our last session here.)

So - there ya go, that was last night. I'll text him back in a bit - haha I've never given a date homework before, but for reals if this guy wants to be a writer and even gave up his day job to do it - he's already TEN STEPS ahead of everyone else, and he just needs a push.

Want a second date with me a duderino? Start your blog. If it doesn't suck I'll even give you link love.

Peace love and lollipops! =)