I'll Be Happy When I'm Dead
You sir, are what we call a smooth operator.
Anonymous

When I said “I have no idea what I’m doing” I meant that about every single aspect of my life.

The reason why I note it as (date???) when discussing hanging out with this young lady is because the thought of her finding me desirable… I have no reason to think that. Certain hints have led me to believe it as solely friendship, and you know what? I have no problems with that. I need friends more than I need anything at this point in my life, but what if?

203. Douglas Sirk’s Imitation of Life: 8.6

204. John M. Stahl’s Imitation of Life: 8.1

Just got back from my second hang out (date???) with the young lady I met on tinder.

How it ended:

Dropping her off at her house, while my car stereo is blasting the Dwarves Blood, Guts & Pussy album, and I tell her good night, while offering my hand for a handshake, then we shake hands and I kiss her hand, but not like the back of her hand, but actually her knuckle because I have no idea what I’m doing.

Page from the Network script on display at The Museum of the Moving Image.

201. Rupert Wyatt’s Rise of the Planet of the Apes: 8.6

202. Matt Reeves’ Dawn of the Planet of the Apes: 9.1

200. Gordon Parks Jr.’s Super Fly: 7.6

200. Gordon Parks Jr.’s Super Fly: 7.6

So the young lady I met through tinder had to postpone our second hang out (date???) from this evening to next week and I only had one bottle of cider and a shot of bourbon as a means to deal. Not too bad Chris. Not too bad.

199. Werner Herzog’s Heart of Glass: 9.5

199. Werner Herzog’s Heart of Glass: 9.5

198. Ingmar Bergman’s Cries and Whispers: 10.0

198. Ingmar Bergman’s Cries and Whispers: 10.0