The Los Angeles Dating Scene

I've been busy with the new job, that's my excuse for not writing as much as I need to.


I got dinner with two married couples two nights ago (I was flying solo). At dinner I related the story of my last couple of dates. They both thought the dates were funny and that I should write them down, well, as requested:

6 weeks ago I was at a local bar with a neighbor of mine, it was a pretty standard night expect that just before we left the bar some woman walked up to me and handed me a piece of paper with her name and number on it; 'call me' she whispered.

I did as I was told. We spent a couple of nights together, she's kinda a bitch. She was mean and demanding to the waitresses and waiters of the places we went, and very dismissive of downtown (strike 1. 2 and 3). She was also in the middle of getting a divorce (as an aside, I tend to think that people who get divorces in their early 30s fail at life. How can you get married and then determine it was all a big mistake?) The night of the Pacquio- Marquez fight she calls me (after ignoring my text for a week). I can tell immediately that she had been drinking. She then tells me to come over, I say no, I have buddies come over for the fight. She then says 'Fuck, what do I need to do to have you come over and fuck me?'

Set. End. Scene. I haven't spoken to her since.

I went on a date this Wednesday with a woman I met at a friend's bachelor party. She's got an amazing body. And that's about it as far as assets go. She talked about blow jobs and how she was clairvoyant. She's also 10 years older than me and she's still in the dating scene. 

Ugh. I think I'm going to start going on to dating websites.

In related news, I've gone on a Charles Bukowski (the poet laureate of Los Angeles' skid row) kick. I'm in the process of reading the novel 'Women'. The reader's digest version is that the book is a semi-autobiographical novel of a Harry Chinski who is a late middle aged poet who has suddenly become notable. He's a drunk and a gambler who has sex with woman 20 years his junior. It's an amusing book. At this moment in my life, I can relate to Harry more than I care to admit to myself.