Romantic comedy:
At SuperSoft computer programming cube farm, super lonely desperate guy asks only chick on his floor on date, average looking early thirties acne scars and he's never seen her wear anything but a hoodie and jeans, he doesn't even know if she wears a shirt underneath or if she has boobs. She is reluctant, but eventually accepts. He plans to take her bowling and to a family restaurant, he shows up to get her in a t-shirt and khakis, and when she opens the door she is wearing high heels and a dress that shows she has an unexpectedly well formed body, and she is wearing makeup and contacts and has styled her hair. She has, in short, undergone that stereotypical conversion from plain to super that every other film of this type has done before. The guy realizes he has made a critical error in communicating his own expectations, she recognizes that he has failed abjectly to consider her as a "typical" woman of the sort who models her life based on teen movies. He makes a couple of calls, establishing a mid-scale restaurant reservation and directions to a museum. He grabs a blazer he keeps in his trunk. The date is half-saved, his interest in her has spiked dramatically. Throughout the date, she loses more interest in him, does not find him attractive, denies him goodnight kiss. He begins to try to woo her at work. She tells him very clearly that she is not interested, he confesses his difficulties to his friend, his friend consoles him and counsels him of the other fish in the sea (specifically one receptionist who isn't very smart or attractive but has similar interests and class and would probably enjoy the family restaurant and bowling) then goes and asks the programmer girl on a date. She refuses, he begins a secret campaign to find out what she enjoys and inserts himself into her social group and delicately avoids being "friend-zoned" (which is real and nobody can say is not) while the first guy goes out on a date with the slightly dumpy receptionist girl and they hit it off and begin dating. Eventually first guy finds out about friend's involvement with programmer girl and becomes unhappy with both his friend and his current relationship, breaks up with receptionist girl and starts drinking heavily alone at home. His friend gets a date with programmer girl, they hit it off and begin dating. The first guy is still alone, and now the receptionist girl is sad.
The end.
Another fun story, which I can't recall if I have posted, is based on a title: Gundam, P.I. He's a giant robot private investigator. I have some basic story points/gags lined up: First, he is following a guy who is cheating on his wife, taking pictures of him with a camera. Of course, the camera is enormous but proportional to him, and to the viewer it is really obvious that he is "hiding in the bushes" taking pictures, but the man and his mistress are totally oblivious to him and the incredibly loud noise his camera makes because it is larger than a car. Later, he becomes sexually interested in a woman who comes in to get him to work a case (kind of Philip Marlowe type thing) and though I haven't thought of a way to get across [that he's a robot and she's a human and they are very different sizes and it wouldn't work] without being very crude yet, I think it's a good gag. Then he becomes, as private investigators inevitably do, embroiled in some sort of murder conspiracy investigation thing and is chased down a street at night being shot at by a guy, and he takes cover behind a car which doesn't really work because he's much bigger than the car but also doesn't make sense because he's made of metal and bullets wouldn't hurt him anyway. Also, he wears a trench-coat and fedora that his decorative spikes poke through.
I have been playing Vampire: The Masquerade: Bloodlines: California: Uber alles: The Game and it is a lot of fun but also buggy and that is pretty much what all the reviews say so it is to be expected also our television and corded phone have been fried by lightning which is odd.
Renee is not interested in doing fiction, but wants to do something autobiographical, and we have started to work up the story of Sigma. It's kind of an odd story. What it brought to our attention, however, was that we don't hang out with any black guys. We are, in fact, less culturally diverse than the cast of Friends. I don't know why or how this happened.
I resent crochet.