The Bachelorette – Lion King edition

Just getting around to watching this week’s episode – I use my DVR more than I use my microwave (a lot more).

This show fascinates me because it’s like a real-time experiment in attraction and – well repulsion. These guys are all handsome successful dudes, yet many of them have no idea what they’re doing.  It’s not their fault; the ones that are seriously faltering are trying to live out every conceivable Hollywood love story stereotype.  

The biggest take-away from today’s (Monday’s) episode is: writing, or even just singing a romantic song for someone you barely know is not not not suave (I believe this holds true for writing or reciting poetry as well).  At best she will think you are a little cheesy, and at worst – creepy.  This you want to avoid; because once a girl decides you are creepy there is almost nothing you can do to recover (trust me I’ve done the research). I think this compulsion to serenade, stems from the haunting immortality of Lloyd Dobler hoisting a boom box over his head and blaring Peter Gabriel in a last ditch, ‘remember this?’ moment. Which, by the way, didn’t even work in the movie. Fast forward 16 years to find Ashton Kutcher playing his electric guitar and trying to sing Bon Jovi in what amounted to an awkwardly touching scene – and you can understand why guys would think this was generally a good idea.

This is why guys have it so tough – the romantic ideal is not really… ideal.