Louis C.K. / "Louie"
I want to make this musing a separate post entirely. It relates to my upcoming post, but it sits so nicely on its own, I don't want it lost in the rant, lol...
Louis C.K. is one of my favorite comedians (the only one who is a redhead) and he's single. And his lament from the pilot of his show Louie is so profound and incredible about relationships, I had to transcribe it.
"It's not fun to be single at 41. I was married for 10 years, I'm divorced, I have two children. It's hard to start again after a marriage. It's hard to really look at someone and go 'Maybe something nice will happen'. I know too much about life to have any optimism. I know even if it's nice, it's going to lead to shit. I know if you smile at somebody and they smile back, you've just decided something shitty is going to happen. You might have a nice couple of dates but then she'll stop calling you back and that'll feel shitty. Or you'll date for a long time and then she'll have sex with one of your friends or you will with one of hers and that will be shitty. Or you'll get married and it won't work out and you'll get divorced and split your friends and money and that's horrible. Or you'll meet the perfect person who you love infinitely and you even argue well and you grow together and you have children and then you get old together and then SHE'S GONNA DIE.
That's the BEST CASE SCENARIO, is that you're gonna lose your best friend and then just walk home from D'agostino's with heavy bags every day and wait for your turn to be nothing also."
There's so much I can write about this but it'd only benefit me (just by getting my thoughts out) probably, so I'm not going to do it. ...=\
Then I giggled at the monologue in the end of Louis C.K's date in the skit illustration:
"Alright, I get it. It sucks going out with me. I've been married for 10 years; I'm sorry I'm not the Fonz all over the place. I'm a father. Alright? That's what matters to me. I've got two little girls and I'm raising them, okay? That's who I am; I'm a real man, that's what I do. Wha-who are you? What's your contribution? You're cute and you've got a flat stomach and you're young. Why am I trying to impress you? Why don't you try telling me about your goddamn life and try to impress me? Why aren't you nervous to be with me?"
And then he leans in to try and kiss her on the park bench and she runs away TO A HELICOPTER WHIRRING NEARBY.
He's out of my personally-acceptable age range even though the chick in the illustration looks to be YOUNGER than me and quite horsey, wtf why'd he call her cute when she's a magnanimous bitch the entire date but he's so flippin attractive to me. His manner and way of speaking and looks and attitude and strength for his kids-Yes, I know I'm weird.
But... A young lady likes to keep her options open.
Maybe all things aren't so forbidden after all.
Louis C.K. is one of my favorite comedians (the only one who is a redhead) and he's single. And his lament from the pilot of his show Louie is so profound and incredible about relationships, I had to transcribe it.
"It's not fun to be single at 41. I was married for 10 years, I'm divorced, I have two children. It's hard to start again after a marriage. It's hard to really look at someone and go 'Maybe something nice will happen'. I know too much about life to have any optimism. I know even if it's nice, it's going to lead to shit. I know if you smile at somebody and they smile back, you've just decided something shitty is going to happen. You might have a nice couple of dates but then she'll stop calling you back and that'll feel shitty. Or you'll date for a long time and then she'll have sex with one of your friends or you will with one of hers and that will be shitty. Or you'll get married and it won't work out and you'll get divorced and split your friends and money and that's horrible. Or you'll meet the perfect person who you love infinitely and you even argue well and you grow together and you have children and then you get old together and then SHE'S GONNA DIE.
That's the BEST CASE SCENARIO, is that you're gonna lose your best friend and then just walk home from D'agostino's with heavy bags every day and wait for your turn to be nothing also."
There's so much I can write about this but it'd only benefit me (just by getting my thoughts out) probably, so I'm not going to do it. ...=\
Then I giggled at the monologue in the end of Louis C.K's date in the skit illustration:
"Alright, I get it. It sucks going out with me. I've been married for 10 years; I'm sorry I'm not the Fonz all over the place. I'm a father. Alright? That's what matters to me. I've got two little girls and I'm raising them, okay? That's who I am; I'm a real man, that's what I do. Wha-who are you? What's your contribution? You're cute and you've got a flat stomach and you're young. Why am I trying to impress you? Why don't you try telling me about your goddamn life and try to impress me? Why aren't you nervous to be with me?"
And then he leans in to try and kiss her on the park bench and she runs away TO A HELICOPTER WHIRRING NEARBY.
He's out of my personally-acceptable age range even though the chick in the illustration looks to be YOUNGER than me and quite horsey, wtf why'd he call her cute when she's a magnanimous bitch the entire date but he's so flippin attractive to me. His manner and way of speaking and looks and attitude and strength for his kids-Yes, I know I'm weird.
But... A young lady likes to keep her options open.
Maybe all things aren't so forbidden after all.