Will the Candidates Please Step Forward.

So I've mentioned I am single and looking. And I head out on a typical Saturday nite. Maybe I knew something was up, because I changed my mind last minute and decided not to take the motorcycle....The Better to DRINK You with, My Dear.

Went to the wrap party for the 10 (all misspellings herein intentional to avoid mad googlers) last nite. Interesting that for some reason, while the director and many of the producers were there, none of the stars of the movie seemed to be in attendance. Jessie Alba, Paul Rud, Fam Janssen, Gretch Mol, Win Ryder, none of them bothered to go. I find that kinda lame, and though I wouldn’t blame any single person (for example, I know Paul Rud for example, is filming on the left coast so he obviously has a good reason not to be there, and that list is full of working actors who presumably could have had conflicts and so they didn’t attend?) But it was kinda an o’fer – none of them were there. I was ultimately one of the financiers of this movie (in the sense that I found some dollars for them, not my own money) – I hope that the actors will be interested in promoting it when it comes out more than they were interested in coming back to thank the people that made the movie.

The party was at Gypsy Tea, and was a cool vibe except for the terrible karaoke guy they hired whose computer seemed to go down once per song. The place got packed, and that’s when the candidates started arriving. They must have read my previous blog about being completely uninvolved (except for my strictly on-line romance with Curly, of course). Or maybe my vibe is just “Single.” I clearly didnt need the "I am Single" T shirt last nite.

Candidate Number 1:

She is an actress, and actually had read for parts for two movies I produced (maybe she gets off on rejection?) She is in the 10 (so that’s why she was there) and is quite cute and very sweet. Not sure whats going on there, we sat and talked a bunch during the party. She seemed to want to dance, and it was too crowded for me to show my moves, so I let her go. She also seemed to be playing the field a bit – told me so – said that she should be networking (which is fair, for a young actress at the wrap party of an indie with a Hollywood A list cast). Now the obvious negatives, she is an actress, and that typically a non-starter for me. In fairness though she doesn’t come off as particularly self-centered at all. She does come from a show biz family though. Incidentally, she just this moment emailed me to get together this week. Like just now. Wonder if its supposed to be a date. She did say she wanted to go for a motorcycle ride. For the uninitiated, that involves a women putting an enormous, vibrating hot machine between her legs. For some, I guess thats Old Hat.

Candidate Number 2:

A girl I met through my friend Bill, when he showed up at the party on the late side. Bill was one of the people involved in raising money for this pic as well. He showed up with five women, cute and otherwise. One of them is a TV exec. who spent the evening alternatively flirting with me and some twenty five year old kid who looked twelve (this was after the actress and I had parted ways). She was smart and cute and a bit of a wise-ass (which I clearly like). I didn’t have overwhelming attraction to her, physically, though, but she seemed fun and I would have gone home with her last nite, but I don’t “try out” as Crash said it best. And I certainly wasn’t trying out against a 25 year old kid. And so when we left this rooftop party on 31st which we hit after Gypsy Tea, and we were splitting a cab with Junior, I declined to get in to her apparent surprise and sent them on their way without me. Frankly, Scarlet, I was exhausted by that point anyway. But I took her number and I know she’d get together if I bother to call it. Maybe I’ll email her. She’s a good biz contact anyway, something I may not want to “fuck up,” pun intended.

Candidate Number 3.
I don’t know her name (and I don’t think it ever registered, she came with Bill too and I just blanked after the introduction). She was one of those same- nighter girls that I never would call which is why I didn’t take her number when I put her in a cab (she looked at me very confusedly while getting in the cab, because I spent quite some time talking to her and I guess she thought that she had it like that -um, she didnt).

Cute enuf, a little long in the tooth for me, and girls in their late thirties (guessing, but that’s what she looked like) are a little scary to me, living on the upper east side, probably with two cats, and lotsa books. And yoga mats. And stuffed animals. And frankly I have to draw the line somewhere. Pass.
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But it was a fun nite. Felt strangely tired (maybe from going to the gym earlier?) despite a few vodka redbulls (it was also my third nite out in a row, not my normal). Johnny disappeared pretty early, after making the rounds with the producers, and a few people he knew. He apparently went on a booty call, as per his late nite text. Gotta hear what that was all about.

So what do people think. Bachelorette Number One, Two or Three (obviously not three, and I don’t even have her number). So one or two. Problem is, I don't have this overwhelming attraction, on first blush to either of them. So maybe Bachelorette One, Two or Zero.

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