Oh no, here we go...

"Hey Dave!" I hear as I walk into the bar. The bar is work, in this case. I look and my good friend Vel has pointed out, that ass. Ugh, that ass. I crumbled upon its gaze. I acknowledged with the standard, daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn, that dat ass gets. You know. You've seen it. If you haven't I apologize. For real, daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn. Anywho, she turns around, and I'm like, " um, hello, who are you!?!" Unfortunately she's 50 yards from me at this point. I make a point to remember that face. Shortly, that face cones to the bar. Light hearted and fun, was our first interaction. It got better from there. So when it came time, I asked and she obliged. I had the digits. I waited almost the regular season. Then I messaged her. It took a minute or two, eventually we met for drinks.  Wow. Absolute wow. Is how I felt after the first. Fast forward to the fourth date. Dinner. I chose a fun, casual spot. It's a brewery, pizza and live music.  That's how I put it and she agreed. Every time I see her, I want more. I want to know all the things. We went to my place. I like her so much. I'm nervous. We kiss. We talk. It's decidedly adult, to me. She's so smart, super fucking cute, I mean absolutely gorgeous. It's effortless, and she will acquiesce. She called me when she got home. She called me! I'm sitting here amazed. She's so much. She's all that. My Bff said today, "this could be the girl of your dreams"   I swooned. I pondered. I looked upon her. Shit. Fuck. Yep. Definitely a possibility...

Salsa or Cumbia?

Last weekend the salsa came into my bar with the beautiful Croatian I had met so long ago. I awoke still inticucated from the night before. We all know I've made plans for a bartendress. Seeing as the salsa herself was just that at a gentlemens night club made this all so intriguing. There's always those little kitties at work meowing so loud. They're so cute. This one Lady Erin. Wow. Tall drink of h20. I believe I was on the tipsy side when we finally got to her. I mean she's all the way in the back bar. Ooh sparkly things! Anywho, we finally get there to find my poor sick bartendress. Cloaked in a hoodie, and darling that ass. Oh my, that ass. It makes me weak just to think of it. You see it's how I was first introduced to the lass. Noticed the fair maiden. Tall. Sigh. Dark. More sigh. That ass! C'mon man! I digress, but she's a brick house. I stayed. I played. My kind boss sent me home in a car when I had too much. I wsometimes I stumble. I awoke with the worst feeling, did I make a complete ass of myself in front of the salsa? I got word from the boss man and he said my Cumbia was fine.   Apparently she told him to thank me for coming. It felt good. So apparently the adventure continues. I guess the road goes on forever, and the party never ends. Oh yeah, this is her. ;)

OUT HERE ON THE WING

 Do you know what I hear  you know living out here on the edge Scana fucking crazy. Space is infinity and which is really into it just Berlin through space and time on this fucking rocker go earth kind of amazing scared to you and if you don't really know what you're doing  you should probably stop and take a look or try to figure some shit out because I tell you it's a little bananas let it out here on the edge fuck it was reality we call 2016 dating is the worst thing to note is often thing on the planet and I'm in the little ghosts are everywhere on the level technology but there is just fucked us right in the ass there's always something better blue or  sparkly or has a fucking boat. It's crazy all white with the amount of apps and websites in notifications and messages from two years ago the jewel good it's just absolutely bananas B a N a N a S Grant Stephani I'm trying this type thing for the first time and it's kind of hilarious because when I read it back  that sounds like fun not make any sense and I'm definitely not because I'm talking into my iPad and low high not really drunk at all but just just wondering how Rose is doing and distillate want to hold off  I have to continue because this is kind of like the best thing ever I'm talking my iPad and this text is coming out and it's fucking hilarious I'm gonna push it so if any of the shit makes sense which I'm sure it doesn't because even to meet of the make sense but you know whatever inane marker sounds like I want to party.


 It was buckaroo bonsai that Mr. you let me in and then she gives him a glass of red drink when you drink it it's thing you know I don't know I'm sure you know because that's the way goes these days but I'm looking to remove share it was phase read a lot right now because when I am soaked it over my TV stand is red to red box for you both of the doors it's amazing this letter read have your hair so I guess that with the signature color  Holy shit this is amazing the technology is just not there or something but I love it it's hilarious I can't stop laughing at myself for a reason but I really am after I'm talking into this damn thing I love you all my kisses sound. Laughing  just more laughing I don't know LOL it's awesome and amazing deal of it bye

I Love Her. I truly do

  When I met her, I was, as they say, love struck at once.  I saw her aura, it was spellbinding and most definitely gold. I saw her as she shook my hand. 

She did not see the same in me as we did not fall into each other's arms and fall instantly in life vet with each other. 

It took a bit of my moxie to get her to agree to go out with me.  She finally agreed. 

The times we had together we're some of the best times I've ever had in my life. This girl, I mean This woman and I had truly found a one of a kind love. 

Fast forward a bit. 

She's a mover and a shaker. She got promoted to this, she got promoted to that.   

She had moved from our town, to here, then there. 

She had asked me to move there. I considered it. I did not. 

She would come back to where we had met, and mostly I would see her. The other times I didn't I wished I would have.  

For the last time I saw her, she had found a new love, in the place where we lived, even though she still lived there. 

It was something of a blow to me. Some other man, had been willing to date her long distance from the same place I lived. 

It killed me. Why hadn't I? WHY HAD'NT I!?!

I have never tried to date long distance. It scared me. I did not think I could do it. After thinking about it, I believe I should have tried. 

Fast forward a bit. 

I was done.  Over it. It was the fall, and I had been working at a job that allowed me to transfer to anywhere in the world. I was in.  I was ready. 

I was tired of being alone. 

I had decided to apply to any job in my company, that was anywhere but here. I told the ones that needed to know. 

I gave up. I said fuck it.  I like to say that. Usually it works. 

The funny thing is, when I say that, things will change. I have realized that whenfaced with a problem, I am unable to deal with it, until I remove myself from it. 

Like a good man once said, it's difficult to see the pile of shit while you are standing in it. 

I agree. 

When I removed myself from my issues, things started to take place. 

For lack of the most convenient terms, my life was happening, all around me. 

God was showing me the answers I was seeking. 

Randomly. 

Finally! I began to see what was happening. When I did, itwas a windfall of information. It all made sense. 

I smiled a gregarious grin. I had found my future. 

The phone rang, I answered. 

It was her, yes her! 

She told me she was back in the town we met in. We agreed to meet. 

I figured it was another time she was back for a week or so, so I was excited to see her. I always am. 

We met, after some directionally impaired calls/call backs, she arrived. 

When I saw her pull up in Levi. My heart dropped, just a little. She got out and walked towards me looking as lovely as ever in a big white sweater and fantastically tight blue jeans. We hugged. I gave her a kiss on her forehead. We exchanged pleasantries. 

Over drinks she told me stories. The one that stood up, stood out, and completely resonated with me was this. Let me set this up: She was the most driven person I had ever met. She worked hard. She always had. She had worked through beating cancer as a child. This drove her more than anything. In her adult life, she took that and kicked ass. It carried her to where she wanted to be in her career. 

One time, back in the day, I had mentioned that life was not about what you do, but about the relationships you have with those you love. 

She asked me to show her how to enjoy her life. She realized, after she had gotten to where she wanted to be, her house was a little cold and lonely she wanted to live her life and have fun. 

I agreed to show her. 

Over the next few months I made it my job, to show her just that. 

I have also decided she is the one for me. 

I call her everyday. 

I am ready to show her with actions not words, what love is. 

There was one, but he has showed his cards. I know she loved him. However the proof is in the pudding. 

I know it's hard to let go. 

However, if you let go, and love me, I will show you things you didn't think were possible. 

I'm going to love you anyhow, so you can wait and see. 

I am he, I have always been yours.  

Kate, l love you

It's all bullshit. The browser you detected is also full of shit. You're both full of reasons and of matter of fack reasons.  Fuck that.
That's my mantra.
Fuck that.
Fuck that.
Fuck that.

Spinning in infinity

I'm watching the best movie ever: Avalanche Sharks

 The description is:

(2013) A snow Avalanche awakens humongous, prehistoric sharks that proceed to chomp on bikini-clad coeds.

I've gone a little crazy.  I do that from time to time. It's fun. Good?

I don't know, but I'm am writing which I should do more of.
Although you don't read it. I should still practice my prose.

It makes me feel better.

I've got pure imagination.

It's best if I get it out.

Occasionally I deliver beautiful dissertations.

Delivered from my dreams, orated from the drunken opening in my face.

I don't recall those, so it's better when I put my fingers to the keys and dispel the negativity that wants to sink to the bottom with me.

This reminds me.

Just remember two words:

Fuck That.

Avalanche Sharks.

It's beautiful.

Who cares.

Zero Fucks.

His prose.

Is moxie.

Damnit, just be cool bitch.

ugh, you know I hate that.  You know, the time when you're super excited for a first date, and something comes up with the lady in question.
I had made plans for a date. 😊
I can't believe I just used that emoji.
I digress.
We had recently met at work and had some good conversations.
I thought about it...
Went for it.
Nailed it.
It was supposed to go down tonight.

Sooooooooo sorry!
I have an issue to deal with.
No worries
Rescheduling is an option
Thanks for understanding.

Cool, that's all.

Damn I was excited
A little deflated
I'll be ok
What's for dinner?

It's Them, I love.

As you know, I go crazy pants when I think of her. We were supposed to have  a  date.


I  woke up excited. I went full retard. I digressed.
I knew the only hope for me was to partake with my friends.  The best ones. The ones I love. You know those two. The ones with the dogs. The ones I watched this weekend. For a minute.

Those lovelies secured my passage. They also filled my belly.

That's  not why I love them.

I love them, for who they are are.

They are real..
My besties..
Hey Rob and Jenna.

I

Fucking

Love

You

For Reals?

it strikes me now, when I'm purely wasted. Shit. She's here. After all the years of this and that, fucking in the car port. You know, the usual.
 I let her go with the "Grammy Arms" person in a car-to-go. WTF
Where did I go wrong.
It's Memorial Day.
I'm drunk.
I wish I was high
The TV said " life's a journey"
I laughed hard, cause wtf is happening.
Is it here for us to tempt each other with other options that are not right.
Is it best left not to speak of, for truly, I love you.
Maybe, I don't and this is all for the best.

Who fucking knows how the wind blows.


Call me darling