The Adnostic

I met Hollywood at a Blue Hawaiian's show back in May and we dated for a couple weeks after; which is why I couldn't post this earlier. I'm really easy to find on the Net, and if he read any of this while we were still going out I would have been really embarrassed.
Sorry for the delay, but my sense of decorum delayed my timely nature.

Anyways, I usually try to avoid dating people in what Los Angelinos refer to as "The Industry." This means I have elected to reduce my potential dating pool by a good three quarters. Sure, this hurts my odds tremendously, but I find the trade off to be worthwhile.

Hollywood was what I call an Almost-Reformed Actor. He used to be an actor/producer and now he has his own business, which has nothing to do with the entertainment industry, but he still retains the egomaniacal qualities inherent to most people in the performing arts.

The night we met, I drove him home after the show and we started talking about the band. He called himself their groupie and that he was using his former industry connections to get them higher profile gigs in the area.
Me: That's really nice of you. A lot of people wouldn't do that.
Hollywood: Yeah, a lot of people say that about me.
Me: [My! What a big ego you have. I like how you didn't even try to fake humility.]

He started asking questions about me - Where I'm from? Was I Jewish?...
Hollywood: Do you have a boyfriend?
Me: [That is a ridiculous question considering you just had your tongue down my throat.] No. [small pause] Do you have a girlfriend?
Hollywood: [Pregnant pause]
Me: [You have GOT to be kidding!!!][I let go of his hand]
Hollywood: I'm trying to break up with her, but she cries and tells me how much she loves me. What am I supposed to do?!
Me: [Dump her like a man.] Fine. Let me know when you break up with her.

In front of his place, we kissed good night and his cell phone rang. He answered it. Apparently some things can't just go to voicemail. Hollywood talks for a while in broken Italian, says his "Ciao Bellos" and returns his attention back to me.
Hollywood: That was Timayo.
Me: I don't think I know him.
Hollywood: Oh. He's (famous actress's) brother.
Me: [Yep, I'm pretty sure I don't know him.]

I turned down the offer of a tour of his apartment, but agreed to see him again. Maybe it was the fact that I haven't had a date in the last six months. Maybe deep down inside I really did like this guy. More likely, I sensed that this guy was epic blog material in the making.
The things I do for you people (and a good dinner out).