Give me cheesy bread, hold the men

Last night I met Christine at The Smokehouse in Burbank before heading off to Hollywood for our night out. It was her grandfather's birthday so it was fun to see him and his wife of 50 years all dolled up and celebrating. I'd never been to The Smokehouse before but I had heard a lot of good things about it. Can I just say that the cheese bread they serve is amazing? I mean it is literally a piece of cheesy heaven goodness. Christine has gone on and on about the bread but I didn't pay too much attention to it but she was right..it rocks. If you are in the Burbank area you should check it out.

http://www.smokehouse1946.com/Home.html

We stayed in Burbank for about an hour and then headed over to Ritual in Hollywood (I know, I know totally not my scene). But in my quest to find Mr. Right I somehow convinced Christine to go with me to a 'Lock and Key' event. If you have never been to one of these then I suggest you take a look at their website http://www.lockandkeyevents.com/.

The whole process itself is a bit phallic. Girls wear a lock around their neck and guys have a key around theirs. The goal is to unlock as many locks as you for which you receive a ticket to be entered into a raffle. They have all sorts of different prizes - cruises, movies, spa treatments, etc. I was a bit leary of going in the club as Christine parked the car. Car loads of women kept parking their cars. All I could think about is that I was at the wrong event. Once we got in I seriously wanted to run for the door. The men that were already there were in their late 40s/early 50s. Nothing wrong with older men...just not my thing. I decided to snap myself out of it though and keep a positive mentality. I talked to a couple of interesting people which was good. Most of the guys though were quite creepy. One of the re-occuring questions of the evening was 'What do you do?' I mean after all it is Hollywood. I made it short by saying that I was in sales. No reason to get into every aspect of my job (i.e. the prostitution, money laundering, embezzlement). If I recall correctly his name was 'Mike' and he said that he was in commercial real estate in which I smartly responded 'Business must be booming'. To which he responded and said 'No, but its okay because my dad is rich' hmm...really? I couldn't hold back, just had to speak my mind, and said 'Does that line really work on women'. Seriously I'm not a total raging bitch but I can't stand those douche-bag comments.

Overall though it was fun to hang out with my friend and drink the night away. I must have had about 5 drinks within a 3 hour period. I did meet a cute physician though. He got my number, and I got his so I guess we'll see. I'm not holding my breath or sending out wedding invitations just yet. Let's be real...it is Hollywood after all.

The night ended with a lovely 1am food fest at House of Pies. I had a blt/turkey sandwich with some crispy fries. To top it off Christine and I shared a piece of Bavarian Chocolate cream pie. Yum, yum.

Did someone fart?

Sifting through my email I came upon something I find particularly insane.

http://www.thrillist.com/archives/2008/09/subtle_butt_la_los_angeles_gadgets_grooming.html

Seriously. When did excusing yourself to go into the other room to fart become too much of a hassle? Now you can paste these little guys into your undies and fart all you want. Have we really gotten that lazy?

I myself tend to be the silent but deadly kind of girl. I know, I know. It seems impossible but if I'm really comfortable with someone (i.e. mom, dad, friends) I just let one ripp without saying anything. Then when the other person says something I act dumb for a couple of seconds and then claim it. That's mine!!! I had a boss once that was very open about her gassiness. She would just go ahead and fart, say a quick 'excuse me' and then continue on with the conversation. Now that's classy. I wouldn't necessarily go that far in front of my boss but to each their own. I try not to judge.

In other news I woke up with a gnarly stiff neck. Not sure if I slept wrong or if it was from helping mom carry heavy stuff yesterday but it hurts! So much so that I cancelled a hike with Tony today. I literally have to turn my whole body if I even want to see something over my shoulder. Bew!

The word 'busy'.

One of the most overly used words in the dating scene - 'busy'. It just cracks me up when you are talking to someone and they tell you - 'I'm so sorry that I didn't call you for 2 weeks. I've been really busy.' Wow. Really?

And here I thought that I was the only one who had a 40+ hour a week job, took 1 educational class, 3 different exercising classes a week, and still managed to go out on the weekends. Hmm...busy huh?

Could it really be that someone is busy or is it more that they didn't have time to put you into their schedule? Let's be honest. If someone wants to do something they will make time for it. I think we can all agree on that. I didn't have to go to the mall yesterday, I had plenty of other things to do however I somehow made time to go to Macy's and spend some cash. Do you know why? Because I WANTED to. Oh! That's it! You make time to do the things that you want to do. If you want to get to know someone you will make an effort to take 5 minutes out of your 'busy' day to drop them a text, email, or simple phone call. Its not like they are asking for your kidney. And if they are then you might want to direct them to the hospital or the black market.

Bottomline is this - If you want to get to know someone make the effort to show them that you are interested. This goes both ways. I know that guys are just as guilty of it as girls. Sometimes we get too caught up in what we are doing that we assume the other person is going to make all the moves...don't. Treat someone the way you want to be treated. Personally I will initially show that I am interested in someone but if its not reciprocated then I just lose interest. No one wants to put effort into something if there is nothing being received in return. Where's the fun in that?