Inspiration

I've been kicking around the idea of starting a blog for quite some time now, but had a hard time narrowing down what I'd like to write about. Last night it, while sitting at the wine bar at the Venice Whole Foods talking to a random guy, it finally hit me.  The conversation went something like this...

Narcisso (real name btw): How old are you?

Me: 38

Narcisso: Wow, you're well preserved.

Me: Gee thanks. So, you usually come to Whole Foods solo to eat a porterhouse on a Friday night?

Narcisso: Yeah, I don't like to go to restaurants alone.

Me: Huh. Why are you single?

Narcisso:  Maybe you already know this, but all women in LA are masochistic.

Me: How so?

Narcisso: Well, I've found that most women in this town like to get hit in bed.  I mean, really get their asses kicked. I'm cool with some of that, but these girls really take it too far. I mean my last girlfriend REALLY wanted me to hit her and it was something I just struggled with for awhile, asked a lot of my friends for their input on what I should do.

Me: I hope their advice was to tell you to run.

Narcisso: Kinda, but it took me awhile to heed it.

Me: How long is awhile?

Narcisso: I don't know, eight months or so...it was a really tough decision. But yeah, I keep running into that over and over again in LA - to answer your question, guess that's why I am eating alone at a Whole Foods tonight.

Me: Wow, well nice chatting, I gotta run.

Narcisso: You're leaving? I can't believe you aren't even going to ask me for my number.  All girls in LA ask guys out...
 

Can't make this stuff up folks.