The Pivotal make it point

Blast from the past , not really the past so much as 9 years ago. Yeah that s right I just remembered how much I loved that matchbox 20 song “bent” this morning. So I downloaded the whole Mad season album. Hence the blast I am having from my budding years of newly released musical appreciation. But I do have a hankering to talk of love tonight. Yes it will take a bit of self-control to not fall into a pit of self pity but I think I’d like to get something off my chest. It has been an idea I have had for awhile but in watching the new episode of Scrubs tonight another example of its truthful existence appeared. The pivotal make it point. Even though I have thought it out much I still have no catchy name for it. It is pretty self explanatory too, and also really prevalent in our cinematic mediums. Take our normal guy, by normal I mean everything and everyone that isn’t so desirable for who knows what reasons to women that he is no longer forced to normal ways of “gal-gaining”. i.e., band front men, soccer players and movie directors. But for your normal guys such as Peter Gibbons in Office space or Mike Peters from Swingers or even Ted Buckland the lawyer in Scrubs. These men are average, with as many good qualities as weaknesses that can be viewed by the opposite sex. How did they manage to get with such girlies as Jennifer Anniston or Heather graham or the ukulele girl? They get lucky because they were present and brought the necessary attributes for a pivotal make it point to take place. For Peter Gibbons it was his and Ms. Anniston’s love for kung-fu movies. Mike Peters made it because 1. He could swing dance with her 2. He too was coming off a serious break-up just like the gal. Ted found the pivotal point through the funky music they were throwing down in the hospital. Its very formulaic, boy and girl meet after much tribulation on the boy’s side. Through some way a converging of their personalities is found and exploited in a pivotal point that helps our boy to hop over the friend fence and approach the large oak doors to the dream situation and girl’s heart. Self-pity could take over but I will be stronger. Though I have not had the extreme luck nor screen writing privileges in my life to experience such a romantic comedy moment, I don’t lower my arms in despair. I am to believe that with a lot of work on my part and a large freaking shipment from lady luck, I can find where all that is me converges on a meaningful level with a lady. There I can plant my foot in it with confidence and pivot so my angle of attack is unblocked all the way to her heart. Just as our distinguished British pep talk of all spades Churchill would say in such a situation. I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat. To which I add, I have nothing to offer but likes, opinions, witty remarks and a hopeful pivotal point. Self-pity avoided.