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The Dating Diaries ~ First Date Story by Chuck

27 Jun

It should be noted that I may have to offer Chuck his own page on this blog.  I personally love  his style and humor, it plays well in the sandbox (he doesn’t throw the sand, smack others with his dump truck or shovel and bucket, and isn’t a cat so doesn’t view this as a litter box…we have good chemistry going here!)  I leave you this morning with Chuck, while I go find coffee and get a shower and get ready to take on this day….

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I have a first date story that I’d like to share.

Testing a comment made previously on this blogger’s site, I was compelled to test the “Welcome Home” theory.

My first date was walking into the appointed meeting place as I pulled up. Acting quickly, I beeped and waved. Well done me! She turned away from the door and started walking towards my car. My plan is working. I would much rather meet someone for the first time anonymously and away from others. There’s just something about meeting someone for the first time from a sitting position, a sitting in a restaurant or otherwise type of establishment that I’m uncomfortable with. As if one of us has been sitting there for a time alone has somehow drawn the attention of others. Hence, now our meeting is a show for the entertainment enjoyment of those already there and with someone! I’ve recognized those situations myself, and likewise take great interest in the opportunity to observe two strangers meeting.

So… as I got out my car and walked towards her in the relative anonymity provided by the establishment’s parking lot/building front my immediate thoughts were of her hair, her smile, and her eyes. Wild arse hair, great smile, and beautifully gifted eyes. I’m not one to ogle, so I didn’t check to see if the smile on her face went all the way to her toes as was claimed previously on this blogger’s site. However, I did note later when she showed me her lower back tat, the smile went at least that far… but I digress as is my tendency to do.

So back to my first meeting… As I approached, she smiled and held out her hand for the obligatory “shake”. I shook that off and went in for the ostensible “church hug”… after all, it was Sunday and no one refuses a church hug on Sunday. It has been my experience that “hello hugs”, while not necessarily taboo are generally not part of a “meeting you for the first time” greeting… at least in the virtual dating world. But that may have something to do with the virtual vs. actual touching thing where touching another person may absolutely ruin a good virtual experience. The hug was a bit awkward at first… I believe each of us had one arm up and one arm down but other than that, all I will say is that I was able to move my hands up and down her back a few times while contemplating the question, “do I feel ‘Welcome Home’?” Note I had driven an hour to get there and had just recently navigated a hairpin turn on a steep hill the likes of which have probably failed many an Oak Hills High School student driver. I won’t even mention the bus transfers, losing my luggage at the train station, and being pawed by the TSA lady I match dated once a few years back. Nonetheless, I knew for certain I was deep in the Westside… Like Charlie Sheen in Apocalypse Now, a near drop off from civilization… I think I smelled Indiana.

Again, back to “the hug” and the end of this story… what I felt is what I wanted to feel, and that was to be comfortable and comforted. That may sound strange but believe me it was exactly where I was at today. Maybe “Welcome Home” only happens at home… and I’m definitely okay with that concept. I also want to make one last point before going to bed (good thing I took a nap today… it will help at work tomorrow). She talks fast, upbeat, and with excitement… a conversational pace and style very similar to my own. Actually, even my use of the “ellipsis” or “…” in writing is simply a reflection of a conversational style of both wanting to provide further detail on a subject yet move on all at the same time (ADA, multitasking, call it what you will). But in general, the “…” notes that more was said or done in that interval and there may be more to come… which in case you’ve not been reading there is yet more to come…


Wine & Cheese – 18th Serving

27 Oct

Welcome to Wine & Cheese, my weekly, Wednesday whine session.

Every week on Wednesday I devote a blog to whining. Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times. I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs.

I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well.

I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal.

Sit back and join me now for the 18th serving of some wine and cheese!

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Phantom Poopers

What is with these gutless wonders that take Fido out for a stroll after dark so they can crap the mutt in other people’s yards and not have to clean it up??  This just frosts my nerves.  If you are going to leave dog bombs at least grow a pair and do it when folks can watch and glare at you, follow you home and know where to redistribute the gifts.  In fact, I think it is high time to pull an undercover operation and watch from the dark bushes, then follow the guilty home and re-gift it in front of their door so they step in it when they walk out!  Yeah, if you see a white van slowly creeping on you as you are out after dark ‘exercising’ your dog and leaving his calling card on the neighbor’s lawns, don’t let it worry you.

Pesky Peckers

WHY is the wood pecker a protected bird??  The little shit is making a huge mess of the molding boards on one corner of the house and nothing so far has convinced this  nuisance to move on.  Frankly, I think a pellet gun would do the trick but I’m told we could be fined up to $500 for removing this wing destruction expert from existence.  It may be cheaper to pay the fine than fix the damage he has done in a week’s time.  I want this feathered tormentor gone, so I am open to any and all suggestions, especially tried and true ones!

Brainless At The Ballot Box

Tuesday will be election day here in Ohio.  I swear that half the folks sitting home that do not vote, but bitch up a storm about how things are/are not, claiming their vote doesn’t mean anything, really piss me  off. If you didn’t get off your ass and go vote, shut up you have no right to complain,if it was important to you who is in charge, what issues get passed, you’d go vote.  As to those that DO go out and vote….if you are not going to the polls educated and informed, please stay home.  I worked the polls on the inside as a precinct judge for several years and I swear what I have seen is flat out pathetic.  I watched more than one person flip a coin to decide a candidate, others do eenie meenie miney moe (oh yes I did see it!), one that asked what the name of the candidate was that was such a sharp dresser (we couldn’t tell her, that is not permitted)….SERIOUSLY?????  If you do not know the candidates do not vote.  If you do not know and understand the issues you are voting on, DON’T.  The rest of us that take the time have to live with the results of your idiotic choices.  STAY HOME if you aren’t going to take time to learn!


Hugs…seriously nothing beats a nice, warm hug.  I love them and got a bunch of nice ones Saturday evening.  Hugs are very good things.

Smarties candy – brings back memories of grandma B’s house with many cousins in the summer, popcorn made on the stove top, mint iced tea in tin glasses, Marty and Joe calling the Reds game on the radio and Smarties in the ceramic tea pot in the kitchen closet.

Jack’s Pumpkin Spice Ale – because one cold one, sipped slowly, is the best before bed drink so far this Fall.


Women are like roads.. the more curves they have, the more dangerous they are.

– from Funny One Liners Twitter feed 10/26/10

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