Quote: Zen! you're dating a girl!??? just a day or two ago you said a girl, just a friend. Give it up guy! do tell us all about your new friend. Forget Johnny Cash, unless of course that's why she's dating you. Living proof that DB'ing works in all stages of life?
Pffft, WCW, have you not been paying attention? :-D When I was in New Hampshire on business I went out with this waitress in the bar in the hotel. Was running with a lawyer chick from the gym for a while(that didn't work out). Couple of other odd dates here and there. Honestly, I hit on everyone...even the ladies that work at the Starbuck's down the street from work. I figure, eh, what the heck, if nothing else it is good to have a little fun and get some practice for when I meet someone that I'm really interested in. I saw a woman at a local high-end burger joint today...she was looking at some 6 layer cake that they had made...what the heck; why not?...chatted her up for about 10 minutes while I waited on my burger. Talked about the cake (she cooks) and mentioned that I make a mean sweet potato pie (unusual pie in these parts). Whatever works. I usually don't go for the numbers or email addresses though. My situation is still to screwed up for all of that. Just practice.
And let me tell you...my motorcycle is a piece of junk. It has huge road rash scrapes up the side where it has been wrecked and it is a '96 so kinda has an odd style for a rice rocket but that thing is a damn chick magnet. I'm not kidding. I've had half a dozen women smile at me or even stop dead and wave when I rode by just in the last week or so. It's really amazing. Some of the women at work say that it is *because* of how obvious it is that the bike has been wrecked. Somehow I'm "dangerous" all of a sudden. Okay, I'll let them think that! I didn't buy that bike for that reason but, hey, I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth!
As for the "girl friend...two words", y, I know, I know. That situation is just out of control. We spend a lot of time together and we are actually going backpacking along the Appalachian Trail(Mt. Rogers, VA) this weekend. She knows all about my situation (D not official) and she is okay with it but leary that STBXW and I will get back together somehow. Neither one of us wants to be involved in a rebound situation so I've been trying really hard to just keep things casual and friendly but it's like something is pushing us together. I have some very unusual tastes, at least for this part of the country, when it comes to hobbies, music, books, politics, religion but we just keep having these "Wait, you do that too!" moments. Let me give you a silly example: sitting in a wine shop the other day (both really into wines) joking around after going to the movies. This lady is playing acoustic guitar behind us and I stop dead in the middle of the conversation when she starts a new song.
"Ah, man, what is that she is playing? I know I've heard that. I think I even have the CD."
"Oh, that's one of the interludes on the Jefferson Airplane album 'While Bathing at Baxter's'."
"What? You know Jefferson Airplane?"
"Y, I have that album."
"So, do I."
Now, that is a silly example but we are 28 and 30. I don't know anyone else below 45 who has ever even *heard* of Jefferson Airplane let alone has any of their albums and can recognize one of the interludes cold. She even knows some Frank Zappa tunes for f---'s sake. The little similarities like that just keep happening. And she is awfully cute in her riding gear and her dayhiking outfits. Strawberry blonde, petite, long hair, semi-hippie chick. And she really digs it when I walk around the apartment in one of my wife-beater T-shirts. Apparently the gym has paid off.
I'm having a hard time behaving myself to be quite honest.
Enough about all of that. What a hijack that turned into! Oh well, proof that there is life after D.
