Showing posts with label WTF?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WTF?. Show all posts

Friday, February 19, 2010

When does this parenting thing end?

I was at a the world series watching the Astros.
Just got my hotdog, IF is next to me holding a couple of big beers and I have a slight buzz.
To make it even better, a couple of sexy ladies and I were chatting up a bit and things seemed quite promising.
VERY promising.

A loud annoying noise seems to come through the intercom.

I ignore it and the game is about to start and a possible 3some afterward seemed to be hanging in the air.

The noise came again.

I pried open my eyes and realized it was all a dream and reached for the annoying noise which was coming from my phone.

"Hey Dad."
I mumble something in return.
"Asleep? It's almost noon!"
"I work nights, dear. Remember? How much do you want this time?"  I do a mental check of my bank account and hoping she has some mercy.
"Daaaaad, who is ?" I still miss being called "Daddy."
"Who?" I start to wake up..the name sounded familiar...but not quite right.
".  She just asked to be join my facebook."
"Oh...that must be FF."
"She said something about being your girlfriend."
Uh-oh.
"Yes. She is. What's wrong?"
"Nothing.  Never known you to have a girlfriend that you introduced to me before on facebook. By the way, how did she know where to look?  You're not on facebook."
I weave a story of mystery of how she told me the name of the book and happen to mention it to her.
"I see."  I can feel lazer beams coming out at me. "Did you meet HER kids yet?"
"Yes, I did."
"And?"
"Well, it was interesting.  Didn't know if they were okay with me and haven't met them again."
"Just so you know, it's kinda' tough seeing your parents date for the first time."
I was stunned at this, considering I have been single for almost her entire life...

We went on like this for a bit, talking on how her friend's parents were divorced and the ensuing dating issues that came up.  I paraded quite a few women in front of her, but usually I was in a "serious" relationship at the time.  Nothing TOO scandalous.

"You okay with all this?" I finally got around to asking.
"Dad. You've dated more women than quite a few people I've known and those are jut the ones I know about!  You've never discussed your dating or sex life with me, and for that, I'm eternally grateful."
That wasn't so hard!
"Then we're good?"
"Sure are Dad. One thing, though."
"Yes?"
"Since you mentioned she just got divorced, do you think she's ready?"
That's what I love about my kiddo. No filter.
"Not sure yet." I didn't mention my other concerns yet, "Is that it?"
"If you still want to send me money, I'm good with that too."
"I love you, bye."
"Bye dad."


Hopefully she won't spoil my chances, believe it or not, she blocked me once.  But that's another story for another time.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

"Are you married?" WTF?

During one of our late night meetings, we sat at a table at a chain restuaraunt and we were generally talking about our day, the upcoming holidays and other topics.
As reached for my meal she asked, "Are you married?"
I choose this moment to pop in some pieces of my scalding hot meal and flapped open my mouth trying to cool it down from giving me 3rd degree burns.
"wha? huh?", I said as intelligently sounding as I could considering the freshly fried shrimp was taking revenge in my mouth.
she repeated the question.
"Umm...why?" as I scooped out the last of the offending pieces of my once bitten meal out of my mouth and onto my plate.
I can be as classy as the rest of them.
"You're charming, intelligent, cute, graceful..", she paused
I was busily trying to fish out another ice cube from my glass with my fingers while sucking another in my mouth with my lips puckered like a fish as she said this.
she continued, "...ok. usually.  You seem like an excellent father to your kid...", and she went on for another minute until I regained my senses and stopped her.
Regaining what little composure I have, I reassured her that I am not, have never been, nor am I currently engaged.
I even picked up my phone to dial up my kiddo for verification, but she stopped me. 
She smiled that sweet smile and seemed satisfied and apologized for doubting me.
We finished our small meal and paid, it was time for her to go back home.
"I'm sorry for doubting you, but I just needed to make sure.  Will you accept my apology? I know I must seem a bit crazy, but there have been some weird guys I have dated that turned out to be married."
"No?! REALLY??" I said in my most surprised tone.
"Yeah, you wouldn't believe the creeps a girl runs across." she said.

I didn't want to keep her out, so I patted her on the bottom and kissed her deeply at her car door.
"I really am sorry for sounding like a crazy girl." she repeated.
"No biggie, I understand" I said as I walking away.
"Will you accept a blowjob as part of my apology?" she said with a smile.

I started turning around even before she finished the sentence...

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Making a return appearence....So long Teaser

While contemplating another post, my phone buzzed with an email I and habitually picked it up:

Initially the name at the header didn't seem familiar at first and then I read the first line:

"Hey, how've you been? For some reason I've been thinking a lot about you the past few days. I think I miss you!"

I stared at the email for a few more seconds and suddenly recalled that it was Teaser!
The gist of the email was she didn't feel ready to be in a relationship was also apologizing for being a "jerk" (she wasn't being one).

We haven't talked in quite awhile, but I gave her a VERY brief rundown on what has happened in my life, but I didn't give specifics.

Having never said bye to hear, I think THAT door closed on its own quite some time ago.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Meet the kids and a small change...

The phone buzzed early on saturday morning.

Reaching over the offending object, I will an eye to open up.
It seemed to take forever for it to comply with my suggestion, but it relented.

FF: "We still on for today?"
My eye slammed shut.

Today. Today is.....Sunday? No...it's saturday...
My mind was still warming up.   The hamsters take awhile to get out of the straw.
What was Saturday?
I remember the timestamp on the Text..

Noon? 1pm?*

I give up and will my eyes to look at the text again.
12:30.
Close enough.
But what was today?  We NEVER meet on Saturdays!
Besides, this was the weekend she has her kids - oh fuck! - her kids!

I bolt out of bed and on the way to the shower, request movie times.

On the way into the shower, I hold a 3 minute debate on whether or not I should shave my beard. 
Screw it. No time.

I make it to the more or less at the time I agreed and after severely depleting my wallet with the tickets and concession stand, we make our way to the seats.

We talked for a couple of minutes, but nothing of substance, FF and I simply settled back and watched the movie. Behaving ourselves, we just managed to sneak in a peck on the cheek and a hug.

The "Date" ended as I had to head off to work, but I don't think it was an important enough of a meeting for the kids, but it was important enough for FF.

It was later she heard an exchange with one of her kids and a buddy of his.

"So..how was your mom's new boyfriend?"
"He's cool, I guess."

Good enough for her.


Additionally, I'm taking myself off the "Dating" market.  We'll see if this lasts. 



*Yes. That's early.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

A moment of panic.

In the middle of working, I got the following:

"Baby...as a reward for finishing classes. Want to take kids and I to the movies Saturday afternoon?"

The second sentence hit me like a thunderbolt.
Isn't this a BIT soon?  She IS freshly divorced.

I mean, she has that fresh divorce smell, a hubby that is hyper-sensitive (even though he initiated it).

10 minutes later, I pick up the phone and we discuss this.
I lost.
Of course, I didn't try that hard to win.
It has begun.
With a whimper a new stage of the relationship has started.


In my gut I still feel its WAAAAY too early to be introduced as "The Boyfriend" to her kids, but I can't think of a proper time to do it.

Aw fuck.

Monday, November 30, 2009

One door opens wider, and trying shutting another.

 The progression between FF and I as a couple, seems to be moving forward.
Seems like she wants me to meet the kids within the next few weeks or so.
Personally, I think it's a bit too soon, but it's something she wants to happen, so I'm not going to argue too much about it.

She continues to tell me about her variety of Craig's list posts and responses she confessed that one in which one that she answered for a massage went much further than she intended.  She asked if I would be opposed to go one with her.

My comment was that I'd probably make it worse and have both of the guys do her instead.
She just giggled about it and we let the matter drop.  Either way, things seems to be on the road to be more serious between us.


Since she still actively goes on CL for a variety of reasons, I'm not going to get into too much of what she specifically looks for or anything.



A few hours later, as I was writing ANOTHER post, Andi came up on one of my IM's.


Andi says:
 Hello
 how was your thanksgiving?

RIV says:
 Hey there. how are you?  Doing okay, worked it mostly.
Andi says:
 so whats new?

RIV says:
 Not too much. Might be meeting my g/fs kids in a week or two.

Andi says:
 cool
 Nervewracking ..meeting the kids huh?
 oh wow

 RIV says:
 Yes, I think it's a bit soon, but if that's what she wants, I can't really argue about it.  She's the best judge on that.
If things work out, I might get married sometime in the next two years or so as well, but we'll see.*
Andi says:
 oh wow
 thats great 

RIV says:
 yeah, she's freshly divorced, so I have to take it easy.
Andi says:
 I get that
 Meeting the kids is a big step..so one thing at a time

RIV says:
 I'm sure you do, the divorce was final just recently.
Andi says:
 Okay
 I could think of no other appropriate response to that ..lol

RIV says:
 LOL. not much you can say to that, really.
Andi says:
 I guess not

RIV says:
 I've been rather gunshy with divorcee's as of late.. had two other ones bail because they weren't ready.
Andi says:
 I dont blame you there..i dated way before I was ready and well it was a disaster
 I am in a much better place now

RIV says:
 Exactly.
 Which is why I'm actively encouraging her to meet other guys.
Andi says:
 Okay
 I can see that
 Can I tell you something?

RIV says:
 sure.
Andi says:
 I feel like everytime I talk to you , I want to tell you thanks for talking to me again.. I know it sounds nuts but thanks for the second chance.

RIV says:
 Oh. Okay.
 To be honest with you, you didn't get a second chance.  You dropped off my dating radar.
Andi says:
 I know that but I am glad we can be friends at least
 i am the same way as you , I am not forgiving when people are like I was.
 I can close a chapter with the best of them

Rick says:
 surely.
Andi says:
 Its a regret though.. but anyway I should finish this marketing project
 Have a good night..

RIV says:
 G'nite.
Andi says:
 thanks for clarifying that for me, I assumed as much. have a really good christmas in case I dont catch you. I am really glad to hear things are working out for you.  But I am sorry about us.

RIV says:
 No problem.  Take care.
Andi says:
 One last thing, its the most important. I hope you get all the happiness you deserve, you are priceless.


With that, she logged off before I had a chance to reply.  


I continued working on that "OTHER" post and a few minutes later, she was back and the conversation turned decidedly sexual in tone.


This is NOT what I was expecting after that chat.  
We wound up watching part of the Star Wars marathon together and had the oddest convos.


"Luke would be such a BORING lay" would be one of the comments uttered by her.
"How does Darth Masturbate in that thing?" she said at one point.
"Probably uses the 'Force'." I typed without even a pause to think about it. 


Somehow, in our typical rambling way, the conversation turned to the parties I throw**, and hinted she'd be interested, but I can't be there unless I was her "partner."


A few minutes after it started to turn into cybersex, I just said I needed to go to bed and called it a night and told her I had to get ready for bed. 
I'm sure it was quite frustrating for her.  


A few minutes later I got a text from her, "I never seen you run so fast before."
I ignored it and crashed.


* While I'm not sure if FF and I are going there anytime soon, I'd thought I'd throw that out there to see if I can plant that I really don't want her contacting me.  I can be TOO subtle at times.  
** She doesn't know the extent or the blog, and I doubt if she ever will. 

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Celibacy...what's that? date updates and catching up.

Well, I've had two dates with her since I last wrote but I've simply been too busy with work, drama, and FF to able to keep up so here is a basic update for the 3 three readers that seem to care. :)

Our date a couple of weeks ago, we tried a simple movie night at her place.
We never made it beyond 30 minutes before clothing started to fall off.

The sex was wild, it was insane, it was JUST this side of rough.
My god how she gushed, it was awesome.
Of course, I HAD to drink up every oz I could; it would be a shame to get it on her couch.

This past weekend, we tried for the celibacy thing again.
Destination:  The Greek Festival.
Damn.  There was rain.  We divert to a mexican joint I love.
We're sitting there and talking.
I love the city.  Vibrant, colorful, tons to do.
"I hope to move near here soon." as I was scooping in some of my tasty meal.
"You like living in town?"
It was that TONE. 
"Yes, near baseball, the museums, theater, etc. I love it."
"So you're not interested in a house?"  I didn't spot it this time.
"Oh, Hell no.  I've done the house thing. Gimme a condo or townhome."
The discussion then went to how she loves the 'burbs.  The quiet.  The peace.

I almost gagged on my breakfast.
Been there. Done that. Hated it.
I mean, not that there is anything wrong with it, but it's not for ME!

The conversation was interrupted by our server and our collective ADD switched topics to a favorite topic: Food.

The date ended with a serious smooching/eating session, as usual in my car.  Go fig.

we managed to meet for a late night dinner or two and things seemed to go well.

Then yesterday I get a text:

Her: "Why do we orture ourselves with dating when we know we can't agree where to live if we're together?"







WTF? Where did THAT come from?  During some of our talks, I suggested a public school within the city that specializes in the career he was interested in.  Since she was new to the city, she had no idea it existed and seemed somewhat taken aback that such an opportunity was there.

We texted a bit furiously after that and asked her if she just wanted to call it off, she responded with the following:

"I won't bring it up again. Friend just advised me o grow up and live for what I've got and not plan for future but let things happen."

Lord how people over-analyze things when they're dating.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

I want my cartoon network!

You know, I've had a rough couple of days and needing some laughs, I tune into the cartoon network for some Family guy, Robot Chicken, and Metalocalypse (my newest addictions).
I'm greeted with an image that chills my heart:

Effective Sept. 22, 2009
Comcast Customers
will need to have a digital converter box in order to
receive Cartoon Network


Call 1-800Blahblahblah

My heart sank. 
No big deal.  I'll just call them later, upgrade my service a tad, get Cable Cards (to bypass the lousy box) and everything will be right in the world.

When I woke up, first thing I did was call them.*  I cheerfully asked for an upgrade and a couple of media cards.**
"Okay sir, no problem."
"Great. Didn't know how dependent I was on the Cartoon Network until it went away."
"Umm....sir? You still need the box."
"What?"
"You need to have the box if you still want that network."
He went on to give me Techno-babble about the reasoning behind it, basically saying that it's no longer broadcast on the analog, just digital.
"Cool.  Upgrade me to that package, and get me the cards."  What's an extra 10-15 bucks a month, eh?

"Sir, you still need the converter box for it."
"What? I have to get the HD Package to get it?" Fuck. Okay. My old TV is dying, been waiting to get a new HD one.***  I immediately start my inner debate between Plasma and LCD.  39-42 inches should do. Oh yeah!  Plus, Blu-ray!  Hmm...I wonder what Blu-Ray porn would look like on that screen?
"Sorry Sir, you will still need to get the Box."  He said it with THAT tone that one uses when speaking to an exceptionally slow child, of which I'm sure I was starting to sound at this point.
He continued to explain for a bit.
A cable box.  I don't WANT a cable box!  I have a clean looking system!
"Okay. Let me get this straight. If I got the ultra-high end package with HD, and just use the cable card right into my TiVO; I can get ALL the channels, right?"
"Correct, sir.  Except for the Cartoon Network."
How BADLY do I want this damned Network?
"Okay. Cool.  I'll decide later and I appreciate your help.   But can I talk to a Tech person, I'm trying to wrap my head around this. Nothing personal, I'm just not getting it."
"No problem, Sir. Quite a few people don't."
Lovely.
After a few moments on hold, I get a tech and she explains to me the same techno-babble the sales guy did.
"REALLY?"
"Yes, Sir. No matter what package you have, to you HAVE to have that cable box.  The media cards won't do it. There is no additional cost to get a box."
"That's not really the point, I don't WANT a box!"
"Sorry, Sir!"
I thank her, and out of politeness I wished her a good day and hung up. I was enraged.
Fuck.  I guess I'll go get a cable box, but I still better be able to record two programs at once, damnit!




I swear, it's a conspiracy by the Cable box industry!
Now I'm depressed again.
Damn you, Robot Chicken and Metalocalypse! Why must you be so...entertaining!


*God, Maybe I AM depressed!
** I heart my TIVO. Really. Buy one.  All you have to do is plug the buggers in and voila! No need for a box!
*** I said I took a hit, but I'm not destitute!

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Ironing the main wrinkles

My distaste for texting a potential girlfriend rises and falls like a wave.  It all depends on the conversation in which it is HOPED that the context isn't overthought out or minimized.

She's walking around behind her kids while they shop around for clothes:

FF: Hey!
Me: HEY!
FF: Working?
Me: No. Just out of shower. I'm squeaky.
FF: Can you make me squeaky?
Me: depends on what you're talking about, but I have made you squeal a few times.
FF: That's what I was meaning.

We go on for a few minutes with some semi-innocent banter for a few minutes and then:

FF: I don't like this. Just frustrated by how much I think of you already.
Me: Oh. Hate it when that happens.  Do you need a break?
FF: DON'T YOU DARE! Don't even think about leaving my brain.
Me: LOL. Ok. I seem to remember you saying you wanted to ate other men so you don't make the same mistake.
FF: I'm trying to find guys to date...not working out yet.
Me:  I hear ya'. Dating can suck.
FF:   I don't think I made mistakes last time.
Me: Oh? I think you alluded to the fact that you picked the wrong guy.*
FF:  No.  I don't think I choose wrong. Made bad decision to go back to him.
Me: That I can understand and appreciate.

With that, she disappeared failing to complete the conversation.
I'm getting used to this, so I just close the phone and then in frustration I yank my cats tail as a means to vent.**



* During our first meeting, she explained that her husband had cheated on her once before.
**Don't worry, she likes that and a good spanking.   No kitties were harmed in the making of this conversation or blog.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Texting promises, concerns, AND a prank...

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Monday, August 24, 2009

Prospects:

As I have mentioned before, I had only one response to my initial post and it seemed quite interesting considering I had put it in the in the "Other Romance", I was fairly surprise with that.

Once I re posted over to for Males seeking females, the response was only slightly better.
It's my guess that women overall are probably thinking they are more shallow then they thought.
This is (basically) the post I put up:

You're not perfect and neither am I.
I'm one that looks past the drama and sees who you are. Be the same.
It's not the baggage that you have, but in what manner you carry it.

Single Imperfect male seeking SIF 35-45 (more or less) for LTR

Must not be too far left or right, Politically.
Must be open to conversation of all types ranging from Pop culture to discussions of Philosophy.
Must enjoy/tolerate baseball. (go to quite a few games...)
MUST be up on current events.
MUST be quick witted
MUST have a sense or humor. (I enjoy Robot Chicken and south park, but I also love Big Bang Theory)
MUST have the ability to call me out appropriate.
MUST be open to new ideas, opinions, and counterpoints. (I love being intellectually challenging, and you should be too)
PREFER someone that has more kinks than a cheap gold chain. (if you gotta ask, feel free to ask for a clarification).
No kinks judged, keep them to yourself until we get along. Or share. I'm flexible.

No pics requested or given initially.
If you need pics or feel the need to share a pic, then perhaps I'm not for you.
Think of it as "Dating In The Dark" but with typing.

I'm okay with:
Kids. (you with kids, I have one that's grown)
Workaholics. I'm one as well.
Non traditional jobs.
Pets. (Wary of dogs, but I get over that quick. As long as he doesn't look at me as a snack food. I'm okay with it.)
Crazy Ex's. We all have them. This is Texas, so no jury would convict me. 'Nuff said. I don't have to deal with mine anymore. (not murder, kid grew up) 


After re-posting on the Males for Females section, I gotten a LITTLE more of a response.  I got 5.
Total.

The first responder was from a 22 yr old.  We continued talking for a bit until I decided to stop wasting both of times.
The next responder is one I'll call "Blossom".  She's a woman of my age who responded for no real reason she could think of.  She is married but is, as far as she can tell me, planning to divorce her husband.   When she mentioned FWB, I went a bit nuts and informed her about my OTHER blog.
Don't ask me why. I still don't know why I did it.  
She read it and was hooked.
The rest are barely worth mentioning.  Seems after only a few frustrated attempts to get me to send a picture without revealing anything about themselves tried their patience and we both mutually gave up or was too far away to make a relationship even remotely realistic.

Going to give it another try in a few days...perhaps it was the timing of my posting.  Haven't quite decided, but I was extremely disappointed that the ad didn't get any more responses.

Then again, the woman are probably thinking they're too perfect for my ad.



Tuesday, August 18, 2009

No Dating in The dark....

Yeah, I was super busy yesterday and didn't come in until late.
Even though I watched the episode (poor leo and Malik!), I don't think I can do a proper post about it.

Next week I will MAKE time!  It looks pretty damned good!

Additionally, I had to take my AD from CL from one section to another because I got exactly ONE response.

ONE!

Go fig!

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Teaser might have been the right name!

Having been ridiculously busy with some things having occurred over the past few months, I was finally able to sit, contact, and concentrate on Teaser for a bit.
Being only able to talk in short spurts with her since we last talked. 
One of the things she was mentioning was how her husband was trying to get into her good graces. 

A little background is in order:
The reasoning behind their separation was due to his cheating and basically kicked him out or she moved out.  Still never got the entire story of it.

Turns out, he has come back begging to be back in her life.  Initially, she had stated that she was quite reluctant to even give him more than a token response, but that had changed over the period of the week or two I haven't been able to have an extended conversation with her.
This week was supposed to be a week for us to get "more familiar" with each other while her kids were visiting her grandparents up north.
The day that they left, I contacted her, but she was fairly distant and didn't react to my overtures.  Comes to find out, she had an eye infection, and considering what she does for a living, it was putting her far behind in her work.  My being the workaholic that I am, I totally understood and gave her some distance so she can catch up to make her deadlines.

Towards the end of the week, we talked a bit more and admitted that she was looking forward to our extended rendezvous, but that she had been talking to her husband and talking about perhaps getting back together.  She was rather torn up about the whole situation and was rather confused about the whole matter on what to do.
Not one to interfere with what makes her happy for my own selfish reasons (I'm not THAT much of a Douche'), I simply wished her luck.

"I'm truly sorry." she went on...
"Apologize for what?" 
" I know you were looking forward to this week and I feel like I have been leading you on, but between the infection and my husband, I feel overwhelmed.  I hope you're shopping around for another woman, because I am very confused as to what do do."
"Not a big deal, you have some serious matters you need to settle."
Then a little surprise.
"You know, we could have a threesome", she added.
I just stared at my phone for a few moments before responding.  I had totally forgot they we swingers.
The next few moments were a bit of a blur and can't quite remember what was said, but it had turned decidedly sexual in nature.
"You know, instead of dealing with him, I'd rather be getting some," She confided.
"That can be arranged if you want." and then I went on how she could simply allow me to come to her house and give her a nice waking up.

Yes. I know, been there and done that before, but DAMN, it's fun!

She didn't promise anything, but said she'd think about it. 

Keeping my phone handy throughout the night, but I have learned not to anticipate much.
As my night drew to a close, I never received the text. 
Pretty much what I expected.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

A night at the Opera; The (Un)magical Flute

Tonight's date and I went to a showing of Mozart's "The Magic Flute" that was (re)broadcast from the NYMet from the 2006 performance.
The Date that I went to was surprised that I wanted to go to this, but was something new for her. While she has attended several plays, she's never been to attended an opera.  I, on the other hand, try to attend these as often as I can, since these are more agreeable to my schedule than attending an actual performance at the Hobby Center or The Wortham.*
My date arrived at a nearby food establishment and had just burgers and fries and a couple of beers.
The topics ranged about our work, her work, her family, etc.
No spark.
None.
Looking at my watch, the clock ticked way too slow for my taste.
Meandering over to the theater, we take our spots in a quickly filling theater and we talk a bit longer about Operas, Mozart, and Art in general.
She hints that she's thirsty.
"I'll take a coke."
She just looks at me.
"Okay. a LARGE coke."
"You're not going to go get it?"
So far this whole thing has been on my dime, you would figure she'd at least spring the 4 bucks (or whatever) for a drink.  So much for a "casual" date.
I hand her my credit card, "Go have fun."
She leaves, slightly disappointed, while I open up my phone, and drool over Library Vixen's latest entry, and check up on email.
Arriving a few minutes later, she hands me my coke and, to my relief, the opera starts.
She tries to ask me something, unrelated to the opera and I "Shhh" her.

A short time later, it was over, she looked at me and said, "I don't get it."
The production wasn't the best, so for a person not familiar with it, I could understand her confusion.  She was fond of Papageno, didn't think Pamina was attractive, but Tamino had an excellent voice.   She also seemed quite impressed with the wardrobe (which I agreed were awesome). 
Begging off that I was tired, I offered to walk her to her car, give her a small kiss and walk away.

Yep. No magic there at all.
I immediately deleted, and did a casual chat with Starfish.  It was a short convo since I had the sudden urge to simply sleep early.
Time for CL again.

*Yes, I really AM someone with varied interests.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Dating in the Dark: Week 3

Initial impressions:

Chris: He seems to have a bit grown up due to his Cancer experience and seems to be genuinly looking for someone for him.

Philip: is a former Military guy that wants to find someone with "Depth", he's a hot guy and I can respect him saying that.  Already he's my favorite.

Billy Ray:  He seems to come from a family that has a tendency to be Serial Marry-ers (if that isn't a word, it is now), and is determined not to walk down that path.  He's the oldest of the 3 men and seems to be the most patient in finding someone.  But the reason of his being single this far along in his life could be that he could also just be whoring around.

My money is hoping for Philip, but Chris seems like a nice guy as well.  Living through cancer will usually sober a guy up from what I've seen.

Sasha:  "..Because I'm very superficial and I usually date boys that are hot." was the sentence that caught my attention.  She claims that DITD is going to be difficult for her because she seems to only like "hot guys".  Wow.  I can only imagine what kind of issues she has had to deal with in the past to get to this point.

Megan:  who comes from a conservative background and seems to date the "rough around the edges" guy. Which is interesting. That basically falls under the norm of people that are raised with such a background....from my experience.

Jennifer:  A military girl who seems to be quite Type A.  The men she has met in the past seem to have a problem with being in control.  Having dated military chicks in the past, I can't see what the problem guys have with her.  Allowing to have a LITTLE control over you isn't a big deal. If your ego can't handle it, blame it on yourself, not on her.   Unless she insists on keeping you in a dog pen..but that's a different type of show.

Initially, I believe Jennifer is the least PHYSICALLY attractive, but Sascha is the one that is lovely, but unattractive in personality.

Initial meeting:

Jennifer and Philip seem to find common ground because they were both in the military, which he finds sexy.  It seems that Jennifer seems to be smitten with Chris and doesn't even seem to mention Philip when she announces her "Front Runners" of Chris and Billy Ray.

Billy Ray seems to have his first two has Megan and Sasha, with Jennifer rounding up the rear.  His reasoning for Jennifer being last is because he isn't active in Physical training, which seems to be Jennifer's preference in guys.

The first initial dates:

Billy Ray and Megan picked each other:  He confided in her that his father had passed and was in and out of the system.  Her facial expressions seemed to change (to me) as soon as that was mentioned.   Megan stated that he wasn't probably as close to his family as she was to hers, and that didn't seem appeal to her very much.   I guess she believes a close knit family makes for a stable relationship?   I can kinda' see that.

When he met Sasha, and said she intrigued him.  He said that he was allergic to cats, and since she was a major animal person, that almost seemed like a deal breaker to her.
During the topic of work, he admitted that he can be quite lazy; on the other hand, she said she was obsessively working up to 16 hours a day.   It seems that he simply can't picture her knowing how to relax.

DUDE! Are you kidding me?

Sasha wasn't feeling it either, and told one of the girls that.

Jennifer and Chris met up for a date and the first thing that she asks is for him to see if he can do a pushup with her on his back.  Wow. Being that he's a Personal trainer, that was easy.

Philip and Jennifer met in the dark room and immediately started talking about their military careers.
He seems to be impressed with her with, what seems like, a "Take charge" person in her position in the military.

She seems to be fond of him and is interested in going on another date with him.

Sasha invites Chris for a date, he immediately starts talking about his past which includes the passing of his father from Brain cancer and his own battle with Cancer.  This breaks her heart, but seems genuinely touched that he confided this in her, sharing with her something that is apparently very intimate in his life.

Sasha and Jennifer seem to already be competing for the same guy.

During the wallet inspection, they seem to be quick to ridicule Billy Ray for his lack of any apparent wealth (6 lotto tickets and no cash) in his wallet.

Wish Sasha's purse proved to be interesting to the guys with it's disorganization.

Philips wallet, they found 422 bucks and a some credit cards which seems to really impress them for some reason.  It's at this point Jennifer makes the comment that since they apparently like to shop, they would also make a good match.

Jennifer's purse reveals a beat up purse and a chewed on lipstick. Which Philip dismisses as a woman that might have a Oral Fixation.

Chris' wallet:  70 bucks, a CPR card, and Sasha seems impressed with how "real" the wallet is. 

Umm...Okay.

Megan's Purse his a fashionable purse and organized.

the matchups:

Sasha and Billy Ray; which She promptly states, "That's why being good on paper doesn't make for a good relationship."  She immediately proclaims that she can't possibly see how they can be compatible. After their date, he comments that he was bored with it. 

Jennifer and Philip: She says they are fairly compatible, but was still wondering if Chris was more for her.

Megan and Chris:  Chris totally charmed her with some of his gentlemanly ways. (Take notes guys.)

Jennifer than Invited Chris into the room for a date and he totally charms her.
She later invites Philip into the room afterward and she admits that she also likes Chris, with Philip pretty much prompting her that if she thinks he likes Chris more, than perhaps she should simply go with him. 

Billy Ray and Sasha tried to get to know Sasha better, but he felt no connection with her and admits that there is no woman in the house that there for him.  

For the Final date, all girls picked Chris.
Philip also comes to the conclusion that he felt no real connection with the girls either and stepped up and gave him advice on how to get to where he wants to be with the right girl.

The girls all seem to have tension in the fact that they are all competing for the same guy.  They're joking around, but you can tell the competition is there.

His approach was to kiss all the women and see how it works out.  Interesting way of doing it.  Confiding too  Jennifer and Megan intimate moments about his pass seems to have won him over.
With the date with Sasha, he seems to be a bit put off with her sexual side of her.

At the end of the dates, he tells the guys that Jennifer is probably the most compatible to him.

When it came to the reveal, Billy Ray and Philip chose no one.  They took themselves out.
This is amazing to me, to be honest.

All women, however, picked Chris.

When they are talking about their expectations of Chris in the Reveal room, Megan hopes that He is stylish slightly rugged.
She comments she is a bigger girl, but not someone he normally dates, but admits that he is still attracted to her. She doesn't really seem to be as enthusiastic to his apparence.  
Which to me, is a shame, he's willing to overlook it, because they seem compatible, but she isn't.

Sasha's reveal shows an expression on her face that doesn't show that (to me) that she is pleased with what she sees.  She comments that his suit looks like he borrowed from his Dad and spiked hair and looked so young.  But once the lights were turned on, she wasn't attracted to him.
Once again, Chris comments that she's bigger than what he's normally used to dating and admits that he didn't find her being a redhead being very attractive to him.
Jennifer and Chris' reveal, she seemed pleased with his appearance and is "Gorgeous" but like the other ladies, she noted his youthful appearance.
He later comments that while she may be attractive, there is a "wild" look to her personality.

While this may make him seem a bit on the Douche'-y side (my word, feel free to use it.) he seems to come away with a more open mind than the other girls do.

before the Balcony, Sasha makes the comment that Chris isn't as attractive (!) as the other men she had dated, and is wondering if she can look past that and remember the good times they had in the dark.
Really, Sasha?  REALLY??  You're no awesome looker yourself. 
Sorry.

Jennifer comments that she is still quite attracted to him, but is wondering if his age would be a deal breaker because she would feel like she's dating a younger brother.

Megan on the other hand, LIKES him, but she doesn't think that HE would make her FRIENDS comfortable.
Oh come on!

Chris later comments that he is most attracted to Jennifer as far as physically and personality.

As he stands on the Balcony, he is hoping that Jennifer walks up.

Sasha walks out the front door and proclaims that looks really do matter to her and thinks that the rest of the world is the same way.  Looks matter.   Somehow, I'm not surprised with this.  Good luck, lady!
It's ironic that He didn't find HER attractive.  Beauty is always subjective.

Megan walks out the front door and decides that it is best that she not meet him, thereby giving him false hope of a relationship since she also had doubts that a relationship would be successful.
When he saw her walk out, he was actually quite glad and admitted that she wasn't his type.

She is shown to walk out the front door as well, but says that he is a little young for her.

You could tell that he was a bit heartbroken, but he says that he isn't going to take this too hard and keep moving on and realizes that there is another girl out there for him.

Looks like no one picked anyone.

It's a shame, but I would have thought Philip and Chris would have been better luck with the rest of the ladies.

Overall, I think the producers did a lousy job of picking someone for this week (Or they did it on purpose to prove a point), but it does seem to show that looks are quite important to people, whom I think who I think are less than spectacular as well.

The only person I can probably give a pass too is Jennifer, she seemed to have some legit reasons, she found him sexy and attractive, but the age thing (or youthful look) might bother women.  At least, I would suspect it, unless they want to look like a cougar. :)


'Scuse me while I'm bummed out and reach for my Ice Cream and Erase and gladly erase this episode from my TiVo.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Hair Drama Trauma!

I needed a haircut.
Having been the subject of ridicule from my friends and family (I have been REALLY busy!) about my appearance, but it was a lover that finally got me to do it.

Heading to the Northwest part of town, I casually walk in to the place and I'm greeted by good looking lady and I scan around for my barber....
As if sensing my confusion, she asks if I'm looking for someone.
"Yes, I'm looking for 'H'."
"She sold the place to me."
"What?"
"She got married and moved out of state."
I just looked at her with this even dumber look on my face than usual.
Then again, I had no clue she was even dating anyone!
"Care to wait? I'll be finished with her," Indicated the woman currently in her chair, "in an hour or so."
"This sucks!", I finally said.
"Pardon?"
"This sucks.  Now I don't know where to get my hair cut! But thanks anyway.." and walk outside in a daze.
My barber?  Gone?
This SUCKS!
I mean, really!  I'm more loyal to my barbers than to my girlfriends.
How sad is that?
I've had maybe 4 barbers in my adult life.
One died (and was a lover). two retired, and now another moved to another state?
Immediately sending out a mass text to my friends I asked for a recommendation.
All of them said they could not.
Really? No one?
The pitifulness in my voice was conveyed when I talked to a lady friend.
She's stunned.  She's known me for years and has never heard that "tone" in my voice.
I drive towards home and do a search on my phone for nearby places....
They all seem to be "Salons" as opposed to barber places.
Driving down the Washington Strip, I grab something to eat at a local drive thru taco place. (its much better than it sounds)  Finding a nice shaded place to enjoy my comfort food, I sat there and ate two of them when I glanced down the road and spotted a place just off the main drag.
It's a BARBER!
With the distinctive pole! It's a GUY'S place!
No girly man "salon", but a MAN's place!
I barely finish my last taco when I put my car and drive the two blocks.   Inspecting it from the outside, it had all the characteristics of a guy's place.
I pull into it's small lot and walk inside to find a couple of chairs and a couple of guys sitting around.
The place is not that well kept, with only a few nick knacks around.
Jumping into the chair, I explained my situation to the tall burly "dude" cutting my hair and gave me a heartfelt sympathy.  He understood this was an "interview" haircut.
He asked me how I normally had it.
I responded that I don't remember!
All I had to do in the past was just jump into the chair!
Gently, he explained what he suspects what was done previously
It sounded right...but I told him to give it a shot anyway.  If it's not a good haircut, I was just going to shave it off.
Yes. I'm that militant.
Turns out, it looks pretty good.

I'll just have to see my friends for a unbiased opinion.
That and they can laugh at me for acting like such a freakin' girl.

Now all I have to do is shave the beard.  It's gotten on my nerves.....I might do it tonight. :)



EDIT:   Included pics (thanks starfish!) and I still haven't shaven.  I'm Rockin' the Taliban look!

Monday, July 27, 2009

Dating in The Dark Week 2

I was a total girl tonight with this show.  I got ice cream, curled up with Bitch-cat and watched.


OMG, Megan and Matt really got hot in the room.  I dug how they were talking smack to each other, daring to see what would happen next.  Kinda' makes me wonder how heavy it got in that room.  The reveal was disappointed on his reaction, though.   These two had a better click than I thought they would and I'm glad it worked out.

Chrystee and Jason, seemed to connect really well. Understanding his apprehension with her religious views if they don't share it can be a bit of a downer.  Was it a deal breaker for him? Probably.  One has to be able to see how that extends over to their "life."  It's important to her, but obviously, too important for him to care about.

Lindsey and Doug:  Was surprised that he made the comment on her complexion during the reveal, considering they seemed to have good chemistry.  Even though they left the show together, I was a bit disappointed by that comment from him.

I thought all the women were attractive (in my opinion), but the one I gathered that would be the skeeziest of the six, was Jason.  Unfortunately, that showed it's ugly head.  But at least he didn't trash her looks,but her personality, which is something I can kinda' respect.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Cranial Ex-lax a mid year recap!

You know, I with Sharon's parting, its kinda' hard not to take the departure and my lack of successful dating in stride at times.
I was bemoaning my problems with a couple of people when they just looked at me like I was insane.  From what I have been *TOLD*, my I've been a rather prolific dater.
Really?
Prolific?
IS that something to strive for?
A couple of fellow blogger friends have commented that they wished they dated/Laid as much as I have.
What?  Really?

Feel free to skip this portion and go to see the women in my past.
Let's do a mid-year recap:

I've dated EIGHT (8) women since I've started this blog.
Believe it or not there have been two or three others that were so insigificant that I erased them from my memory!

One is a workahalic mother of 7 (or is that 6?) kids who was freshly divorced and proclaimed herself too insane to date.  Plus she didn't like my hobby.*  Several drama filled months of that crap.

Next was a psychic reader/hippy chick (translation: would have been KINKY!) who had some financial and distance issues.  Disaster was written all over it. Done.

Lumens, who we went on a date or two and then disappeared after she said she found a different job and boyfriend.

Then there was KS, a chick who initially answered a gangbang ad and then thought about dating as well.  Oddly enough, she saw me nude on the first "date" at a party and haven't seen her since.**

Lauren, Lovely woman. I liked her, but I don't think there was any chemistry. It was somewhat a relief when she pulled the cord and jumped off.

Latina:*** was hoping for some sort of connection as far as heritage goes****, only to find out she has some really odd ticks and has some strange conspiracy theories.

Teaser: The first girl who googled my original email and found this blog and made me go into a total panic.  We've met in, what I think, a bad case of timing.  I have some drama and work issues that is taking quite a bit of my time, while she is innudated with work and having time issues as well. Not to mention she's thinking of heading out of state.

I mean, C'mon!
Yes, that's only a partial list of the women I've dated, but you get the point.
While I don't plan on giving up dating, you can see how it's a bit daunting.
Just hard to figure out what women are thinking at times when they put themselves out there.  There have been a few expectations where they want every man they meet is a male hunk with blonde hair, blue eyes, that earns 6 figures.

How can a typical putz compete with such expectations?




*God knows what she would have said if she knew the entire extent of it.
**Maybe that had something to do with it? 
***What's up with all the "L"s?
**** Remind me to write a rant about Latin/Mexican chicks on why I generally don't date them.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Cranial Fecal Matter

Blogging (of different genre's) has always been a way for some of us to document our lives, the world around us, to make a difference, or simply be our own cheap therapy session.

Being a Dating blogger (as well a Sex blogger), what we post on here, for the most part, is a snippet of our lives. A snapshot, if you will.  Different snap shots at different times and places.  Very rarely will anyone make the abstract jump as to HOW we get from here to there. 
It's akin to taking a trip starting from one end of the nation to the other, tell you I'm there; but not mentioning the route I took, the foods that were eaten, or the oddities that are seen, witnessed, or done.
In quite a few ways, I feel like I'm cheating you (the eight readers that read this drivel) by not saying what happened in between the stories that I have posted.
While, I'm not proclaiming that my life, in any way, shape, or form is something that I would even consider fascinating,  I am open to comments or questions to both of my blogs as to what happened in between posts. While it may not be fascinating to me, it might fill in an answer for you.

I got that out of the way:

Unless I wish to start an additional blog (under this or another pseudonym) in which I'd talk about other things that interest me. My drivel might start being even more....drivel-ish. Due to my life being in a bit of a hectic, my dating has come to an abrupt stop, but I am still doing the occasional CL for playmates/Girlfriends.
The things I've been considering writing about things that occur to me on a daily basis, or wish to open a dialogue about things. My reading list, is a bit of a clue on my interests, but my life isn't simply contained between my legs (although, to be honest, I would LOVE for someone to be constantly between them), but rather in my mind that is in a frenzy search of answers.

A wide variety of questions always seem to come into my head but with few people to talk about it with and explore.  It's not that I don't' have a close group of friends or even friends with high intelligence, but more like topics that simply doesn't register as having any importance in their lives.  

Questions of "Are you or I considered 'evil' to other people?", "If Hitler got accepted to Art school, what would the world be like?", "What is it like to be in Hawking's or Einstein's brain?", "How in the world did someone have the guts to TRY to eat a ginger root?", and "Do Assholes KNOW they're assholes?"


There is so much in my head, but I realize quite a number of you probably don't care of what goes on inside my head, but hey; It's my blog and if I get this caffeinated again, lord knows what you'd find.


FYI: This post took an hour and a half to write and deleted 90% of it.  Heaven help y'all if I decide to post the echos in my head.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Hmm..Maybe I can scare her off?

Well, Andi seems to be calling and Texting more often, which is driving me a bit crazy.  We're making some headway and it appears that we are slowly mending fences.
The more I thought about it, the more of a bad idea this was, iitially, I thought I might have scared her off with my "Grocery list" and she hung up rather quickly after that.  I took that to mean that I scared her off.

Little did I realize that a few days later, she would text me again.
"You really surprised me with that list."
"Really?"
"It was....fascinating...and perhaps enticing."
"What interested you?"*
"All of it."
"Really?"
"Yes."
For some reason, I never really talked about some of the wilder stuff that I do, but it seemed important now for some reason. Perhaps when I shared the list I'd scare her away and she wouldn't talk to me because I "was a pervert!"
As we talked more, I decided perhaps this would be an ideal way to end it by scaring her by mentioning something over the top!
"You know, I could have made all those things come true."
"Really?"
"OH yes, if we were together, I have no hesitation to spreading your cheeks and having other guys have their way with your ass or pussy while you suck on someone else's cock."
I could have sworn that I heard her gasp over the phone all the way from her city.
"That sounds like it would be fun. Yes, I'd like that."
???
This isn't working out like I had planned.
"Really?"
"Yes, I always wanted that, but all I've had was boring boyfriends."
"OK."  It was the only thing I could think of saying without seeming TOO idiotic.
"I need to get some sleep, and you got me totally wet.  Going to play for a bit, sorry I can't call, but I'm at my cousin's house."
"Okay. Gnite."

WTF?
Just when I thought I figured something out, people throw me for a loop.

* I'll put up a post/link of it on my other blog soon for those that are curious.