Bryan W. Alaspa 1Expecting the BIG BANG
July 31st 2009 13:35
I think the problem with people and dating these days is that far too many people are expecting the BANG ZOOM that you hear about in movies and read about in books. They honestly expect there to be a suddenly swelling of music, and for everyone to start moving in slow motion, and soft light will cascade around the person they are looking at, and the earth will slow its rotation and they will just “know.” I think too many people look for what they consider “instant chemistry.” The problem is, I think that such a thing is a myth. It’s an urban legend.
I just finished writing a book and I would love to have a special someone to celebrate with. To many that means going out to dinner or hoisting a beer with friends. To me it would mean getting a room at a hotel downtown, maybe the Westin River North, and then going to dinner at Smith & Wollensky. We would order nice dinners and drink good wine and go for a walk along the river. Much kissing under the stars and along the river would happen. Then, it would be back to the hotel where I would have arranged for a dozen roses to be delivered there and waiting for when we got back. Then a hot bath (preferably together, although that would require a large bathtub) and then, who knows?
However, when you first look at me I am guessing most people think, “wow, that is what would happen if Shrek and Quasimodo were to have sex with Roseanne’s mutant cousin.” I am betting the romantic side of me does not come through in my preference for wearing jeans and T-shirts. So, the BANG ZOOM that comes with me you would have to learn about later.
I think the BANG ZOOM is just instant attraction to looks. Your brain sees someone you find attractive and then it releases chemicals that, quite literally, get you high. At that point you are drunk on your own brain chemicals. Those chemicals will continue to be released until you just get used to the other person’s face and then, suddenly, the rush is gone and you are stuck with a guy or gal that you actually have to converse with. This is where the problems come in.
I think that is why too many people are so disappointed with this fiction people call “love.” The fiction is the belief in the constant heart palpitations and the singing of birds whenever the other person comes into view. I don’t care what Karen Carpenter sang about, she was probably delusional from lack of eating, and you shouldn’t take her song “Close to You” to heart. If you do, you are just going to be constantly disappointed.
I like buying flowers for the person I am with on random days and for no reason. I send stupid romantic text messages at random points during the day. I will take a photo of roses at a store and picture mail them to the person I love. I write stupid romantic poems and leave them on their pillow or other places where they can find them. I like doing that kind of stuff. However, again, this is the kind of thing you could not expect to find upon first meeting me. I just don’t give off that vibe.
I think the guys who give off what women perceive as “confidence” are really just “arrogant.” They know they are hot stuff and they really don’t care about the women they are with. They can just get another one with the snap of their fingers like Fonzie. The guy you want is the one who is nervous and can barely string two words together when you first meet. They know how rare it is to find someone and they’ll treat you like royalty.
I just finished writing a book and I would love to have a special someone to celebrate with. To many that means going out to dinner or hoisting a beer with friends. To me it would mean getting a room at a hotel downtown, maybe the Westin River North, and then going to dinner at Smith & Wollensky. We would order nice dinners and drink good wine and go for a walk along the river. Much kissing under the stars and along the river would happen. Then, it would be back to the hotel where I would have arranged for a dozen roses to be delivered there and waiting for when we got back. Then a hot bath (preferably together, although that would require a large bathtub) and then, who knows?
However, when you first look at me I am guessing most people think, “wow, that is what would happen if Shrek and Quasimodo were to have sex with Roseanne’s mutant cousin.” I am betting the romantic side of me does not come through in my preference for wearing jeans and T-shirts. So, the BANG ZOOM that comes with me you would have to learn about later.
I think the BANG ZOOM is just instant attraction to looks. Your brain sees someone you find attractive and then it releases chemicals that, quite literally, get you high. At that point you are drunk on your own brain chemicals. Those chemicals will continue to be released until you just get used to the other person’s face and then, suddenly, the rush is gone and you are stuck with a guy or gal that you actually have to converse with. This is where the problems come in.
I think that is why too many people are so disappointed with this fiction people call “love.” The fiction is the belief in the constant heart palpitations and the singing of birds whenever the other person comes into view. I don’t care what Karen Carpenter sang about, she was probably delusional from lack of eating, and you shouldn’t take her song “Close to You” to heart. If you do, you are just going to be constantly disappointed.
I like buying flowers for the person I am with on random days and for no reason. I send stupid romantic text messages at random points during the day. I will take a photo of roses at a store and picture mail them to the person I love. I write stupid romantic poems and leave them on their pillow or other places where they can find them. I like doing that kind of stuff. However, again, this is the kind of thing you could not expect to find upon first meeting me. I just don’t give off that vibe.
I think the guys who give off what women perceive as “confidence” are really just “arrogant.” They know they are hot stuff and they really don’t care about the women they are with. They can just get another one with the snap of their fingers like Fonzie. The guy you want is the one who is nervous and can barely string two words together when you first meet. They know how rare it is to find someone and they’ll treat you like royalty.
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