Sunday, February 27, 2011

Dance parties

I've talked to a couple friends about this, in the hopes that the people who read this avoid at all costs the following things I think are...dumb.

1. telling other guys (me) how many HOT girls are here and how I should be 'Mackin it up'. Why is this dumb you ask, well I'll tell you: Oddly enough I might be in the minority of people who go to a dance party...to dance. WHAT?! no.... he's kidding... who does that? That's right I like to dance, and I'm good. that's why I go. I heard this little schpiel from 3 guys the other night, and guess what. By the end of the night they all had succeeded in finding girls... that they were already friends with, that's not picking up girls fellas. Don't throw off my groove!!

2. Girls that say they love to dance... that don't. But Scott, you say, all girls love to dance. I'll dispel this myth right now. Girls say they love to dance for two reasons... because they actually like to dance... OR because they want other people to think they like to dance. Case in point, me and my friend meet up with these two girls, I wanted to go to a dance party so I said "lets go dancing". Both girls and their guy friend (pretty sure he was gay), said yeah! So I assume these guys wanna dance...sweet! haha... nope, not all of them at least.
                     Standing in the middle of the dance floor uncomfortably texting people on your phone is not dancing, it is, on the other hand, incredibly lame. If I was into the girl I would have tried really hard to help her to chill out, stop being up tight... no one really cares guys fyi. But I wasn't so I didn't.  her friend was fun (all that matters).  Haha and the best part of the night random guy friend was a better dancer than either of em. You know that song "get out of your mind" that's all you need, let loose ladies!! ... and gents.

oh, and no grinding, yeah we all want to have sex, but we don't want to see your awkward attempt at it on the dance floor.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Giving it a shot

On the recommendation of my little sister I'm going to start this up. Mostly as a way of getting out what I'm thinking about without having to write in a journal.  Despite the die hards out there I've always thought journal writing was pretty lame, to each his own I suppose. That said, this blog will not be a journal, I will not give a rundown of my week for posterity or anthropologists to study and try to piece together what life was like 200 years ago. No, I'm writing this blog because my opinion is pretty important. I'm a genius. At certain things. At others, not so much...but I still haver an opinion; hence the title of the blog.