Philly Dating Scene

I met this girl name Miki online who is Japanese. She said she loves Korean movies and told me about a movie called Oldboy which I had never seen. I told her she should rent the dvd and then come over to my place on Saturday afternoon and we could watch it and then I would take her out for dinner afterward. I decided to drive over and pick her up. I have never dated a Japanese girl before but I have dealt with some Japanese businessmen now and then so I assumed she would be very humble and polite like most Japanese people I have met. I was right.

She was nice and thin and had long black hair. Dressed in nice tight jeans etc. She didn't look like a traditional Japanese girl but she acted like one. She was very quiet and polite and I was wondering if perhaps I had made a mistake hooking up with a chick that was so mild mannered because that is totally not my personality. I also expected the movie to be hella gay.

WOW was I wrong. The movie was amazing and totally the opposite of what I expected. It is about this guy who has a wife and kids and he gets nabbed one rainy night when he is drunk. They take him and hold him in this private prison which is a hotel. He has no idea why he is being held captive and he watches on TV that his wife and child are murdered and that they pin it on him even though the police can not find him. While he is in this hotel prison, they spray into the room hallucinogenic gas which makes him trip out constantly and kind of go semi-nuts. He does have television in there. Once a week they would gas him and he would pass out, then they would come into the room, clean up the room, clean him up, shave him etc.

He decides to start working out and punching and kicking the wall to the point where his knuckles are all bloody and grow these crazy callouses on them so he can hit really hard. He also starts to dig his way out of the place by using a chopstick to carve out the stuff around the bricks. They serve him the same spring rolls every single day he is in there. He finally gets one brick out and can feel the rain outside with his hand. He has now been trapped in there for 15 years.

Then instead of him busting himself out, they just decide to just let him out. So he wakes up on a rooftop inside of a cello case dressed in nice clothing etc and he must figure out who held him captive and why. He goes to every restaurant in the city and tries all the spring rolls until he finds the right ones. So he follows the delivery driver to the hotel prison thing and takes a hammer into the place and goes nuts on the guy and rips his teeth out etc... yeah I know totally not what I was expecting.

I will finish this post later - need to go out for lunch now with some friends.

Last night I took the redhead named Sharon to La Baia Bistro on Lombard St. I say took, but for some reason she wanted to meet me there. This was my first date with a girl I had met online so I figured this type of meeting arrangement was standard fare. I am familiar with this french restaurant but I have never been there before. My other chef buddies though told me it was great... we shall see.. being a chef myself, I have very high expectations of french cuisine, especially at the price they charge. Remember I can cook anything you see in a fancy restaurant at home for a fraction of the price... not that I can't afford it, I just know how much it really costs to make these dishes.... ok enough with the I am a cheapo rant.

I walk in an tell her I am joining someone and quickly scan the room. I notice her at a table on her cell phone. What the heck, why is she on her cell phone I thought... hopefully giggling with a friend etc - I will never know. I approach the table and she stands up to give me a hug/kiss type of deal and my only thought was wow she has huge breasts... and I think they are fake. I do not like fake breasts... now I am going to spend the entire night wondering if they are real or not sigh... I decided to get this out of the way and she said yes they are fake. At that point I was heartbroken and was totally looking at her differently now. I ordered a rum and coke and I don't remember what she had.

The food was good, and I am glad it was good because that was the only thing that was good about the evening. Even though her face was attractive I simply couldn't get over the fact that she had fake breasts I was tempted to say I was going to the bathroom and just leave lol. I decided to stick it out though and last the whole evening. I was half listening to her as she rambled on about her life story... blah blah blah... I don't remember half the stuff she said and the half I do remember was totally uninteresting.

After dinner as we were walking toward the exit of the restaurant she said lets go to 12 Steps Down which is a club/bar/lounge down on Christian st but I lied and told her I had a pounding headache and that we should call it a night. She said Oh... and then just stood there frozen in shock, I reached forward gave her a kiss on the cheek and said something useless then turned and walked toward my car. I didn't want to turn and look back but I'm pretty sure she was still just standing there in disbelief. So my first date with someone I met online didn't go so well... perhaps I need to ask these girls a few questions before I go wasting my time on someone fake.

I love The Killers. I've always wanted to meet a girl who loves the killers also. One of my favorite songs is Smile Like You Mean It. I see people everyday smile without meaning it. So I decided today to only smile when I meant it and I went on a smilefest going up to people and randomly smiling to see what their reaction would be. I was surprised although I shouldn't be that people could not help but smile back. I found this girl who was dressed in all black with piercings etc... she looked young and was trying to act sullen and angry. I went up to her and just started smiling, at first she was like wtf, but then she started smiling, and then started blushing. We talked for about 10 minutes and she gave me her phone number. She said she was 18 and was working at Walmart instead of going to school. I never really got to the heart of the reason why but perhaps she will let me know later. Sometimes my friends think that I am an EMO fag but I just think I am sensitive and more aware of things than they are if that makes any sense. I went over to Bistro Romano on Lombard St to visit my friend who is a chef there and told him the story of the smiling and the goth girl and he just lol'd. He is the only one that gets me heh but perhaps that's because he is a bit like me too... he likes the killers. I continued on walking on the way to work with my ipod on and the killers playing in my head smiling at everyone who pasts. At one point, I am talking EVERYONE, even dudes. One guy actually got mad and said something but of course I didn't hear anything cuz I had my music on. Tomorrow I am going to the Philadelphia Museum of Art to pickup chicks, I mean to soak up some art

My name is Josh and I decided to create this blog as a way of expressing myself and allowing other people to have a peek at my life. I am 29 years old, I am a chef, and I live in Philadelphia. I used to live in Harrisburg and have to take the Schuylkill Expressway everyday downtown to work but not anymore. Since I have moved downtown, my personal life has totally exploded! The ironic thing is that I am meeting more girls online than in real life. I have been dating lots of girls I have met in the city, but I have yet to go on a date with someone I met online yet... I say yet... because I have a date with a cute redhead who is 27 and lives in Philly as well. I already know a lot about her from chatting her up online etc but I won't really know what she's like until we meet. I hope whoever reads this, will get enjoy the struggles of a single guy in Philadelphia as he tries to continue to be happy and continue to search for his soul mate.