Despite the epic bitch session that constituted my last post, things are alive and well in my world. I wish I had more time to blog; I have a back log of a bunch of good topics to write about when I get a chance.
I should definitely recap the events of tonight, though.
After hearing about a meetup/mixer for LA dating bloggers, I decided to risk my anonymity and venture out to it. I figured it would be entertaining to see people’s reactions to my blog– since it’s so outside the mainstream dating blogger’s worldview– but also to meet some fellow bloggers, have a good discussion and talk about our craft.
The girls all seemed excited to have me there, and I was able to explain the premise of my blog without completely alienating them. I think they were kind of impressed that I had the balls to show up and talk about it. The bartender asked me what I blog about and I said, “Having sex with chicks.” He gave me a fist-bump, and we talked for a few minutes.
Eventually we got into a spirited debate about men and women, and I wasn’t about to hold back. I was there as the ultimate, complete version of myself: Dagonet and **** both in plain sight, using all sides of my knowledge, opinion and experience.
The girls seemed shocked when I started explaining how it’s a masculine quality for women to have career ambition, and that men are not sexually attracted to it. I was calm and fair the whole time, inviting a discussion and clearly explaining my thought process.
However, Jennifer (of Bad Online Dates) apparently couldn’t handle some simple, non-judgmental truths about men and women. She angrily stood up as I was talking and said, “Women are evolved farther beyond the cave than men. I can’t listen to this anymore, I’ve written books on these topics, and you are completely wrong.”
She then turned and stormed out into the night. I shrugged it off and explained to the remaining members of our party that there is no inherent morality in the characteristics of the sexes; men and women each have their traits, and it is a fallacy to say one is “better” than the other. Swoon
After that, I got into a deeper conversation with Single Tease. We covered a lot of topics, and I began introducing some of the Manosphere’s lingo and worldview to her. She said it seemed like a cult because I kept speaking in terms of “we” (the Manosphere).
She decided to leave around 11 and asked me to walk her to her car. I could tell that she had been attracted to my confidence, and my mastery with the subject matter at hand. We joked around as we walked down the block to her car. “I will admit…” she said. “You’ve got games.”
“We don’t pluralize it,” I said.
We got to her car and talked a moment longer. Then she said, “I’m going to kiss you now.”
Gotta love blogger chicks.
We made out for a minute, and then we said goodbye. Earlier she had given me one of her site’s pick-up cards, which you can use as an icebreaker to hand someone. It says “This is a pickup” and you can write your name and number on it. I had filled it out before and was going to try it out on a stranger at the bar, but I hadn’t gotten around to it yet. Appropriately, I just gave Single Tease her own company’s card with my info already filled in. I had even checked off “I met you in (a bar).”
About one minute later she texted me: “Hot. I’ll give you that. Nice meeting you.”
I went back inside and chilled with Melissa Mae and Dirty In Public. We joked about having a threesome, and then me and Dirty cuddled a bit when MM was in the bathroom. Overall it just got too late and the momentum of the evening faded away. After we had talked a while longer, we finally said our goodbyes.
As I drove home, I realized that I had gotten 3 free beers and had forgotten to pay for the food I ordered.
Pretty good night, overall.
I like being Dagonet in public. I think I’ll talk more about blogging when I’m out meeting people in the future. It just feels like I’m more……