Random

"random dates

• Go on a search for as many good climbing trees as possible, climb as high as you both can in all of them, compile photo evidence

• Go to a major chain bookstore, and leave notes to future readers in copies of your favorite books

• Have her dress up as a ghost and you dress uup us Pacman. Walk around downtown holding hands, and whenever anyone sees you two, pretend to be embarrassed, and run off screaming “wocka wocka wocka.”

• Create photo evidence suggesting that you went on an adventure that didn’t really happen

• Dress up as superherous and stop at least one petty crime “ie. jaywalking, littering….”

• Build forts out of furniture and blankets, and wage war with paper airplanes.

• Try and visit as many people as you can in one night, and turn as many things inside their apartment upside down as you can, without them noticing.

• Go to the airport, get the cheapest, soonest departing flight to anywhere when you show up, and stay there for a weekend.

• Write a piece of fiction together. Outside at a cafe. Ask strangers when you get stuck.

• Dress to the nines, pretend to be married, and test drive very expensive vehicles at an auto dealership.

• Do the lamest tourist thing in your area that you have both secretly wanted to do forever. Have an unabashed good time!

• In the middle of the night, drive to the beach, so you arrive just as the sun is rising. Have a breakfast picnic, then fall asleep together. Bring a sun umbrella.

• Drive somewhere unknown and have dinner in a city you’ve never been to. With fake names.

• Go to a minor league baseball game under the stars. Tell each other stories about how bad you are at athletics. Randomly cheer for both teams. Eat lots of Cracker Jacks.

• Walk around a city and perform short silent plays in front of security cameras

• With camera and pair of boots, make photolog of a day in the life of the invisible man.

• Walk around the city all night and find a place to eat breakfast at dawn

• Rent a movie you’ve never seen before. Set on mute and improvise dialogue.

This is a tribute to the nice girls. To the nice girls who are overlooked, who become friends and nothing more, who spend hours fixating upon their looks and their personalities and their actions because it must be that they are doing something wrong. This is for the girls who don’t give up on the first date, who don’t want to play mind games, who provide a comforting hug and supportive audience for a story they’ve heard a thousand times. This is for the girls who understand that they aren’t perfect and that the guys they’re interested in aren’t either, for the girl’s who flirt and laugh and worry and obsess over the slightest glance, whisper, touch, because somehow they are able to keep alive that hope that maybe, just maybe this time he’ll have understood. This is a homage to the girls who laugh loud and often, who are comfortable in skirts and sweats and combat boots, who care more then they should for guys who don’t deserve their attention. This is for the girls who have been in the trenches, who have watched other girls time and time again fake up and make up and fuck up the guys in their lives without saying a word. This is for the girls who have been there from the beginning and have heard the trite words of advice, from “there are plenty of fish in the sea” to “time heals all wounds.” This is to honor those girls who know that guys are just as scared as they are, who know that they deserve better, who are seeking to find it"

I found this on Rayych's blog, I liked it. It reminds me of a lot of friends, some parts myself. Interesting.