Monthly Archives: April 2015

There’s Nothing to Worry About

“Do you want to go out this Friday?”

Far too often, single men and women are overly analytical when it comes to dating. Both sexes can be found guilty in this respect. And whether it’s a first date or trying to secure a second date, hysteria starts to overwhelm any sense of calmness.

“Why hasn’t she texted yet? She replied quickly to everything else I wrote. Should I have disagreed with her about that book she likes? Does she like me for the right reasons?”

This anxiousness, I think, started to become a hyper-obsession with increasing popularity and frequency of romantic comedies, as well as the introduction of social media. Now, it must be stated that some rom-coms are good and that social media and texting can be fantastic mediums for communicating early on in a relationship and/or dating. There is literally almost nothing better in the earliest phase of dating than a girl you like replying to your text with those three dots blinking that results in a sweet sentiment and a smiley face.

Admit it, your eyes light up.

When Facebook first came out (well, as thefacebook.com) in 2004, it was an incredible bridge for young men and women in college to flirt and introduce themselves beyond a quick “hello” in the cafeteria in a new, non-traditional fashion (ironically, this is traditional practice now). However, Facebook is not the same now as when it first entered our lives ~ a decade ago. Regardless, Facebook was a better, more interactive alternative to email. There was an investment in it. Those moments of waiting for a response in-between classes always had a fun, surprise element to it.

Interestingly, this is all kind of amusing because nerves and butterflies are a good thing when meeting someone new. In fact, it’s a great feeling. This experience should be exciting and different from any other routine activity. If you’re not excited, then something’s wrong. Dating is a thrilling game, intended to reveal a potentially natural magnetism towards someone special…or not. But in the case of the former, all those nerves instantly translate into the most indescribable feelings of happiness.

It’s a truly beautiful thing.

We should accept these nerves as they are because when we meet the right person, the payoff will be eternally worthwhile. We shouldn’t panic and sift through every single detail of our interactions with this person. We should just go with the flow.

Case and point: Instead of over-analyzing the social media aspects of dating and communicating with someone we like, I should have just played the following clip:

Larry David, the man who co-authored the brilliant comedic movement about nothing, has somehow (once again) taught us everything we need to know about interacting with people in various situations.

Despite being a fish in the dark, his vision’s pretty, pretty good.

Happy Monday!

This past Saturday night, I saw the Second City touring company with my improv group: A Group of Strangers. The 2-hour show (a mixture of sketch comedy and improvisation) was incredible. The scenes were clever and laugh-out-loud hilarious. Plus, the writing was superb. There was never any doubt that professionals were on stage. And they did impressive research on Columbus. There was no better evidence of this than a dinner meeting between a husband and wife who were die hard Ohio State fans (so, normal OSU fans) and their daughter’s new boyfriend: a fan of that Team Up North.

Quite frankly, it was all too real!

The improv was remarkably quick, smooth and funny when reacting to random suggestions from the audience and themselves. Doing improvisational comedy is immensely difficult. It requires extensive training and practice and takes a lot of hard work to make it look easy. There is no time for silence, breaking character or the word “no,” so it was a special sight to see masters of this craft at work.

Speaking of which, here a couple Second City alums (if only the public knew their comedic talents) who got together at their old training grounds a few years back…

Have a Happy Monday…Yes, And a Great Week!

The Soccer-Pointer

Basketball games are filled with lots of points. They’re not hard to come by. Conversely, goals in soccer are (comparatively) significantly more rare, but lauded with comparable energy and jubilation as an alley-oop, backboard-breaking slam dunk or buzzer-beating 3-pointer.

So, how would world-class footballers fare in the world of basketball, with that tiny hoop and a regulation size 5 soccer ball? Interestingly, a layup seems more impressive when soccer players do it:

The half-court heave has nothing on this:

“Basketttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt!!!!!”

(That’s soccer for, “Yeah, that just happened”).

The Cadence Decision

Spoiler Alert: Content from this blog entry is from the April 8, 2015 episode of The Goldbergs

“The technology ends here!”

During the 1980s, it was easy to believe such a statement as a wide-eyed teenager. There had never been inventions for music that could be held in one’s hands: the compact disc (CD) and the CD player.

(The Goldbergs Twitter)

(The Goldbergs Twitter)

(Maybe literally skipping around would prevent the CD from skipping songs?)

When Barry and Erica discovered the insanely amazing technological breakthrough in the mall one afternoon, there minds were blown! Their new life objective consisted of getting the insanely expensive entertainment system powered by CD’s into their house. Unfortunately, this candle in the wind was going to be blown out pretty quickly by Murray: the rocket man of no.

Meanwhile, Adam’s quest was to avoid snuggies at all costs on his undetermined birthday while in middle school in 1980s something. Always one step ahead, Beverly already planned the best birthday for her baby boy. Did this mean a surprise appearance by a clown with balloon animals? Of course not. Beverly would never do that for her child in middle school…

A slumber party manly sleepover with Adam’s two good friends and a future best bud involved ninja throwing stars, a pipe and a warm, non-fermented beer. Following a quick swig by each rebel, along with the most devastating liquid drop ever in the Goldbergs household by Adam, the partying quartet were forced to their lonely corners. In the literal sense, this meant each of them eating at nearby (yet separate) tables at lunch.

Shockingly though, the kids’ parents proved just how alike they were to each of their children in the subsequent meeting after the party disaster. After a 20-minute swear fest and time to reflect on the true “innocence” of their kids, Beverly led the eventual coming together of the parents. The end result was a weekly therapeutic card game where they relaxed, had fun and talked about how their little snuggle monkey drove them absolutely crazy. Beverly also hoped a stack of quarters for Adam’s birthday redo at the arcade with his friends would help. A requested tummy rub later and all was forgiven (plus, did you know that “bad apples make the best pies!”). And like any great quartet, the first breakup is inevitable. They just needed to find the right rhythm (and fully fermented beer).

Speaking of the right song, Barry and Erica made a deal with their dad that if they wrote the greatest song in history, Murray would buy them the entertainment system. Sadly (and completely unforeseen), Big Tasty’s rhymes were a little stale this week. Erica’s keyboard skills suffered a similar fate. The next best thing? Steal someone else’s song! Who better than Elton John. There’s no way Murray’s heard of him…

After failing to pass off an Elton John classic as their own, Pops suggested trying to understand their dad’s perspective. This led to the ever-so-popular “me gift.” It’s when you buy someone a gift, but it’s really meant for you. It was a bold move, but Murray’s reaction to “his” new entertainment system was even bolder. He forbid their use of it and declared his hip, exclusive of the magic technology.

And nothing says hip like mispronouncing Flavor Flav.

Despite his children wildly misinterpreting his childhood (well, lack of a childhood) because he had to care for his younger brother, Murray gave Barry and Erica some Philadelphia freedom by letting them use the entertainment system. Murray realized he needed to be more concerned and proud of giving his children what he didn’t have when he was their age. This was a genuinely powerful revelation for him. In this moment, Murray turned a very tense page in a chapter of his life and flipped into the chapter where he worked to help his kids achieve their dreams for their passions without drawing back to his own shortcomings.

It was his song to his kids.