Being creepy… Monday, Jul 20 2009 

I’m afraid I come across as a creepy guy in real life. It’s something I’m paranoid about. A lot of times I just don’t know what to say, and so I just end up standing there, quietly, like I’m hovering. :-\

I’m always trying desperately to think of some topic of conversation, but sometimes I find myself telling these slightly long stories that people just aren’t too interested in, or I accidentally make some off-hand comment.

I’m really not that good at making friends. I’m trying to get better at it. It was a skill I never learned In school from 4th grade I had 1 friend for all ,and didn’t bother going out and making new friends.

Now I try to just smile and be enthusiastic when meeting people. I try to talk about them and not ask really stupid questions, though sometimes I find myself asking the same thing twice later in the conversation because my memory sucks. So far I’ve found that when it comes to trying to become friends with women, it really helps if I mention my girlfriend.

I take it they are on guard for guys who are hitting on them and just trying to get in their pants, and when I mention that I have a girlfriend back home they no longer see me as a danger. I notice they really relax after they learn this.

I really don’t want to be “that creepy guy” I just feel like it’s a vibe I give off. :-(

The last one… Monday, Jul 20 2009 

Here’s just a thought that came across me the other day. What is it with characters being “The last one.” For example, “The last air bender.” I saw the trailer and there was like one dude, with thousands of bad dudes coming to get him.

Ok, lets think about this for a moment. “The last one of a once powerful race” is a very common motif in films and games. But honestly, if something is the last of its kind, it means its kind probably got their asses handed to them, bad.

Despite this all the “lasts” are portrayed as powerful, almost unbeatable beings. In the “Last airbender” movie, they’re sending thousands of guys to kill one dude. You’d think that in situations like this, the bad guys, having killed of all the others of kind X would have the technique pretty well practiced. But no, it always turns out that the bad guys have no idea how to kill the “last” of something they’ve eradicated, and the last X kicks all their butts and saves the day…