Seems I’m going in the wrong direction here. I’d like to find a nice SINGLE woman to spend some time with but lately I’ve been hanging out with married women. That’s no fun.
Friday night I was hanging out with the redhead from HR. She’s the one I took to dinner previously. This time we went to this Mexican place and ate and drank. It was nice, comfortable and we laughed a lot. A LOT!
About 80 percent of the way through the evening, A-girl calls me and asks me to come out. She’s at the bar at which we spent the second half of my birthday. She was getting ready to leave there and go to L2’s father’s place (her Uncle, still with me?)
Anyhow, redhead and I say goodbye for the night and I call A-girl when I’m close to where she is. She directs me to her Uncle’s place and we proceed to drink some more. They’re already a few six-packs ahead of me.
Next thing I know we’re all gathered around the TV watching the Pink Floyd “Pulse” DVD. It’s concert footage from 1994. They have this cranked to 11 on the Uncle’s stereo. Yes, the Uncle is there as well as some other family members.
A-girl’s and L2’s cousin is there… remember Dale?
Okay, so concert is in full swing, everyone is jamming to the music when – eerrrrttt!!!!! – everything comes to a complete stop.
“What happened?” everyone yells. Apparently ‘Uncle’ has to use the bathroom. So we take a little break and adjourn to the kitchen. Dale has had three too many and is more hyped up due to the Pink Floyd concert footage. Well, he and Uncle get into words. Dale gets so pissed off that he leaves – but not without HIS DVD. So he grabs the video and hustles out the door. Leaving us to stare at one another.
Desperate to hear some Pink Floyd live, they crank out a VHS copy of “Delicate Sound of Thunder”. Since the videotape player couldn’t be routed through the stereo system, they gave up on that pretty quick.
We ended up looking at L2’s MySpace page. A very humorous trait that L2 exhibits goes something like this: Whenever she’s been drinking and it’s getting late in the evening, she will talk with her eyes closed. You ‘think’ she’s being dramatic and maybe fluttering her eyes but – no – they’re closed. She only opens them to move from one spot to the other and then closes them to talk. It’s pretty funny and a good indicator that it won’t be long before she’s asleep.
She was trying to help her father with the VCR and slid right down the wall next to the TV. It was hilarious.
I guess I’m hoping that ‘a friend’ will show up at one of these wingdings but it never happens. And if it does happen they’re butt ugly.
I never win. It’s just my luck.
Friday night I was hanging out with the redhead from HR. She’s the one I took to dinner previously. This time we went to this Mexican place and ate and drank. It was nice, comfortable and we laughed a lot. A LOT!
About 80 percent of the way through the evening, A-girl calls me and asks me to come out. She’s at the bar at which we spent the second half of my birthday. She was getting ready to leave there and go to L2’s father’s place (her Uncle, still with me?)
Anyhow, redhead and I say goodbye for the night and I call A-girl when I’m close to where she is. She directs me to her Uncle’s place and we proceed to drink some more. They’re already a few six-packs ahead of me.
Next thing I know we’re all gathered around the TV watching the Pink Floyd “Pulse” DVD. It’s concert footage from 1994. They have this cranked to 11 on the Uncle’s stereo. Yes, the Uncle is there as well as some other family members.
A-girl’s and L2’s cousin is there… remember Dale?
Okay, so concert is in full swing, everyone is jamming to the music when – eerrrrttt!!!!! – everything comes to a complete stop.
“What happened?” everyone yells. Apparently ‘Uncle’ has to use the bathroom. So we take a little break and adjourn to the kitchen. Dale has had three too many and is more hyped up due to the Pink Floyd concert footage. Well, he and Uncle get into words. Dale gets so pissed off that he leaves – but not without HIS DVD. So he grabs the video and hustles out the door. Leaving us to stare at one another.
Desperate to hear some Pink Floyd live, they crank out a VHS copy of “Delicate Sound of Thunder”. Since the videotape player couldn’t be routed through the stereo system, they gave up on that pretty quick.
We ended up looking at L2’s MySpace page. A very humorous trait that L2 exhibits goes something like this: Whenever she’s been drinking and it’s getting late in the evening, she will talk with her eyes closed. You ‘think’ she’s being dramatic and maybe fluttering her eyes but – no – they’re closed. She only opens them to move from one spot to the other and then closes them to talk. It’s pretty funny and a good indicator that it won’t be long before she’s asleep.
She was trying to help her father with the VCR and slid right down the wall next to the TV. It was hilarious.
I guess I’m hoping that ‘a friend’ will show up at one of these wingdings but it never happens. And if it does happen they’re butt ugly.
I never win. It’s just my luck.