Hello reader,
This is a tale written by one of my dear friends who allowed me to post this only if her identity was kept secret. I would like to take this opportunity to point out (on the off chance that Donald Miller is newly single and/or Men Of Awesomeness happen upon this post) that she is an exceptionally attractive, gifted and intelligent woman – and has a very fine jump shot.
Yours for anonymity,
LK x
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I HAVE a problem where I develop crushes on people very easily, very quickly and very deeply it seems. But they don’t always last. What’s more, I can have multiple crushes at one time. Call me fickle, but it’s just how I’m wired. So you can understand that choosing just one person to stick with is a rather daunting and risky choice. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all about monogamy. I love the idea of sharing my life with just one person. Selecting that person out of all the possibilities that exist is the hard part.
I decided I wanted to marry Donald Miller when I read his book Blue Like Jazz. I loved everything he wrote in this novel, but it was his thoughts on dating that really won me. He said the only two things he knew about dating were that you don’t say mean things to the girl, and you don’t eat spaghetti on a date. Good rules.
Don also made funny comments on church, explaining how he managed to attend church “without getting angry”. This resonated with me, as I also sometimes struggle with going to church and not getting angry. He also wrote a whole chapter on being alone, which made me laugh because he reminded me so much of my reclusive artist sister. I also knew that I liked people like this because I was the opposite. I knew we would be a good balance for each other, Don and I. I liked his style – especially how he sat around in his underwear until noon. But the part that made me really fall in love with Don, was when he described the “mystical wonder” of worship – one of my favourite things in life.
Don and I, well, we had a connection. He might not have known about it yet, but it was definitely real. He just understood me. I could tell by the way he wrote. It’s as though he just got where I was at, and put it into words, far better than I could ever articulate it.
Certain I wanted to marry him (after Googling him to look at a photo of course), I then had to figure out a plan to a) meet him, and b) convince him he wanted to marry me. So I thought I’d write him a letter. My letter would have to be funny; displaying both my wit and intellect, as I was certain Don received hundreds of letters from adoring female fans each year. I also suspected I wouldn’t be the first to offer my hand in marriage. My letter had to be the best.
Don lives in Portland, Oregon, which – from all I’ve read and heard – is a cool city. It is home to my favourite NBA team (the mighty Blazers), and is also the heart of an incredible folk/alternative/indie music culture. Artists like Elliott Smith, Esperanza Spalding, M. Ward and The Decemberists and Laura Gibson all hail from this north-west American city. It also sounded like a place where lots of hipsters and creative types hung out in coffee shops and bars and wrote books and made music. This seemed appealing to me. I liked cool places with cool people who sit around doing cool things. I felt like Don and I could make a great home there, doing cool things and being relevant together.
I imagined that if we met at a party and got chatting, there would be more sparks than Bear Grylls could conjure with a piece of wool and a buffalo hoof. I had to meet him. But composing a letter to Don which truly expressed my deepest sentiments seemed like a difficult task. Add to that the fact I was a bit of a failure when it came to romance, and my hopes quickly began to fade.
YOU’VE HEARD the expression “unlucky in love”. I’m pretty sure that’s me. I’m not sure why but I can’t seem to find a relationship that works. It generally works one of the following ways:
- The guy I like doesn’t fancy me
- The guy that likes me, I don’t fancy
- I meet someone I fancy, then find out he has a girlfriend
- I meet someone I fancy, then find out he has a boyfriend
- I meet someone I click with, who fancies me, but it’s a girl
- I meet someone I like, who likes me back, but turns out they’re emotionally retarded
- I meet someone I like, who likes me back, but I realise we aren’t compatible
Don strikes me as the kind of guy who has also been unlucky in love (except that he now has a girlfriend which kinda messes with my theory, but whatever). That’s why I think we’d be a good match. We could really relate to each other. I’m hoping that with Don, my luck will change.
I wouldn’t say I’m a romantic, but I do like the idea of writing a letter to a man I’ve never met, then flying halfway across the globe to meet him and then fall in love. That would be a splendid story to tell the grandchildren.
Maybe I am a romantic after all.
Editors note: If you would like to get in contact with the author of this post and give Don a run for his money, access will be granted via the best comment posted.
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Cal
May 19, 2011
Good post. I remember a while ago a heap of girls I were friends with convinced that if they could just meet John Mayer he would be theirs. They would change him from his philandering ways.
It seems we can all too easily connect with celebrities. When I was growing up I became obsessed with:
– Jennie Garth from 90210
– Nicole Kidman & Tom Cruise (as a couple – I had a whole scrapbook – i squealed when Far & Away came out)
– Teri Hatcher from Lois & Clark
Donald Miller is a valid celeb-crush. Although it is funny how he didn’t seem to get as many crushes until he lost all that weight…..
Ladyketo
May 19, 2011
Aside from the grammatical issues presented in this comment, let us point out that men of all girths can exude charisma… I bet Don’s been breaking edgy Christian hearts his entire career… Also, you are married and therefore do not get to meet the lovely author of this post. Tell your wife I’ve got her back.
Kirsten
May 19, 2011
Dear friend of Ladyketo.
Your tale, believe it or not, is not unusual. For example, in my own pre-Macaitis era experience, you could just take the name ‘Don Miller’ out of your story and replace it with John Mayer. Oh Yes. He and I would totally be friends and get along famously. I’m not* ashamed to admit, there were letters composed in my head… There was a story of how Robert Downey Jnr fell in love with a lovely behind the scenes producer who got his life back on track. That was going to be me….and he would find Jesus and start writing the most beautiful songs ever, of course…
* not = slightly.
the thing is, life with a man that famous clearly wouldn’t work. but with Donald miller, because he’s like a quasi-famous guy that could still be unrecognised in a crowd, you could have a relatively normal (albeit awesome, living in Portland and all) life. he also knows Jesus already, so there’s another thing you can tick of the list. and because I whole heartedly want to know someone with a story like this, I say HELL with it. GO FOR IT. YES.
write that letter.
or a song. in 6/8 time.
‘cos we all know that 6/8 time signature is the best.
Ladyketo
May 19, 2011
You are in the running to meet the author. Gender and marital status notwithstanding.
Kirsten
May 19, 2011
Damn it, Cal squealed on me re John Mayer thing before I could get my comment in. But he had a crush on Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman so that makes me feel better.
Ladyketo
May 19, 2011
If anyone could have turned Mayer back to the light, it was you. x
Matty G
May 19, 2011
Darn that John Mayer! I also had a man crush on him for a year or two. Its started after the 1st time he toured to Aus where he played at the Governor Hindmarsh. I totally was in the toilet (though different cubicles) at the same time as him. He totally looked at me. Then after the show he signed the Ukulele I had stuffed in my friends conveniently large handbag. John even spoke to me – true story! I held out the uke and he took it in his hands and said these amazing words which I will never forget: “Oh… Who can I make it out to?” I’ll never forget those words. Then a bit later on he played across the road at the entertainment centre. After the show I waited at the ramp where I knew the VIP’s would leave so I could say a quick hi and see how he’d been travelling since we’d seen each other. When the car came out he just drove straight out without acknowledging me. The worst thing is I know he saw me – he was only a metre away AND on my side of the van. To make things worse the van just drove out into a traffic jam, merely stringing out the realisation that all we shared in the past meant nothing to him. I followed the van for 10 metres or so trying to grab his attention but it didn’t work. He saw me – I know it. Not even a “Hey Matt, wassup”. Nothing. While the van crawled away at walking pace I thought to myself ‘never again John Mayer, never again!’.
So these days I tend to just stick to liking girls. I find them much prettier than John Mayer, and they most often smell nicer too. The only thing is with girls (and as the mystery author has eluded to) often your timing of attraction doesn’t match up with theirs. I wonder if John Mayer is thinking about me now only after I have moved on?
Ladyketo
May 19, 2011
You are officially the front runner. And this has nothing to do with the fact that everyone who has commented thus far is married. It’s mostly because you’re awesome.
Sammy J
May 19, 2011
I am curious to know who it was that wrote this because she sounds a lot like me. That, and she sounds a like someone whom I may have dated. If so, I apologise for being “someone I like, who likes me back, but turns out they’re emotionally retarded.”
Also, I have chosen not to write anything witty, entertaining, or otherwise worth reading as I am ineligible for the prize on offer. Given the quality of this post, I must say that it’s the most valuable prize I’ve seen offered online for a very long time.
Ladyketo
May 19, 2011
Flirt.
Matty G
May 19, 2011
Stop it you’re married Sammy! *touches arm*
Patch@godbrother
May 19, 2011
The only celebrity crush I ever had was Ronni Ancona, the UK comedienne once described as “the thinking man’s crumpet”. I know what you’re thinking…”Then why did YOU like her…?!” I’m not paranoid. But I know that’s what you’re thinking. Heh. Very amusing. Well, who knows, maybe I just like women who make funnier jokes than I do.
Oh wait…does this mean that *everyone* who comments here is, by default, throwing their hat in, so to speak, with regards to your guest writer’s inexplicable singleness? Crikey. Don’t tell Sh….I mean, my anonymous significant other. I don’t mean about the Ronni Ancona thing (she knows about that, we’re mostly cool. In fact, she really likes her as well, but not in that way. Not that I would mind if she DID like her in that way, even though that could cause some spiritual awkwardness. Where was I…? Oh yes…) I mean don’t tell her about the other thing, on this blog. I could be in all colours of trouble.
But, now that I think about it, LadyKeto, it would also make you guilty of, I don’t know, maybe a kind of entrapment. That, or virtual pimping. There aren’t any laws about that, yet. But if I know this government, and I think I do, there probably will be. We live in such a nanny state.
Well, I’m glad we had this chat.
Ladyketo
May 19, 2011
Cash for comments just dialed up a notch.
Bob Loblaw
May 19, 2011
Gosh Callum, I’m sure poor Donald wouldn’t appreciate your reference to his weight “issues”. The “anonymous” author of this post surely would not base her affections for the wonderful writer solely on his physical appearance. In fact, I would suspect she fell in love with him before she even knew he was a chubber.
And Kirsten, perhaps the anonymous author has already written a song in 6/8 time dedicated to this precise subject. Perhaps* it will be debuted at the Grace Emily next Wednesday night. Perhaps.
And Sam, well yeah, we totally dated. It was way back in 1989.
(*Err, I’m pretty sure it won’t).
Ladyketo
May 19, 2011
Way to stay anonymous, Bob Loblaw. Maybe you should write a law blog…
Bob Loblaw
May 19, 2011
Oh, and Matty G, rest assured in the knowledge that John Mayer is the most legitimate man-crush any straight man could have. There is no shame.
Bob Loblaw
May 19, 2011
And Patch, my sources tell me that said anonymous author is completely ok with the notion of being virtually pimped out.
Catelin
May 19, 2011
i’m mainly wondering how i can get hold of cal’s ‘Tom and Nicole’ scrapbook…
Ladyketo
May 19, 2011
I’ll hack his Evernote…
Bob Loblaw
May 19, 2011
Don’t worry Catelin, I have made several copies. I could post you one if you like? What’s the address over there in North Wales? Shall I just give it to Wills and Kate when I see them next, and perhaps get them to pop it over. You are neighbours after all, right?
Matty G
May 19, 2011
I felt ashamed that I thought John and could have been mates, particularly since the whole Jessica Simpson thing. I feel cheap. Also I was not aware that I was throwing my hat in for anything. I’m just saying…
Catelin
May 19, 2011
I’m thinking some kind of hand delivery of such a special scrapbook is needed…
also you can help me with my plan to lure will and kate to the pub quiz…i think we’d all be fine friends….*This is kind of similar to the author’s don crush but i have always been convinced of those celebrities who would definitely be my best friend if only they knew me…
Bob Loblaw
May 19, 2011
Whaaaaat? You haven’t already got them to the pub quiz? Disappointing. Perhaps you could knock on their door under the guise of being Jehovah’s Witnesses as a way to lure them in. Who knows, maybe you could end up evangelangelising them too? Double win!
Bron
May 20, 2011
I think your blog rocks! While your at it with the advertising your friends single status i just wanted to add that I am single if you feel like setting people up. lol. I however suspect that you wrote this entry. If not then it is someone close to you because the writing style is similar. love ya. x