Movie that should be rented or maybe netflixed, if thats your thing... good... intense... spoke of my home country in the era we lived there... Sad but good.
Next I watch the Wilco Movie... I am excited.
I am currently listening to Sufjan Stevens... Enjoying 'Illinois'.
Everyone in Colorado hits the mountains... 'hits': more snowboarding and less skiing... which is cool, and I anticipate I will enjoy the moments I will have to glide down that mountain... but its a few hundred dollar investment... one that I just am not quite ready to make... and people really dont understand me when I say I have no money to go skiing... Its not like they are rich either... but I guess they make sacrifices that I am unwilling to make... whiskey will not be cut out of the budget... I just thought that was understood, but people in Colorado are different. Their outdoorsy. Mountain folk. who do enjoy their occasional whiskey, but on a smaller in scale.
Last night I walked into my local coffee shop... I say hi to suzi and miranda and ask for my roiboos tea... I find myself a couch with a view and sit down with a new book: Tuesdays with Morrie... an inspirational read. I begin, the book is good... I look up and I see someone I recognize... its a girl. Hmmm, where do I know her from? the Christmas party, we exchanged some words at the party... damn... what was her name. she walks over. says 'hi dan'... I say. 'hey' we chat some... she gets a coffee and makes her way back to me... I remember her name 's-----'. We've never actually talked talked, only party talked... it ended up being quite nice, chatting next to a fire, comfy couch and a nice girl... shared some stories... Heard her story. cool girl, cute girl... suddenly I feel intimidated, she's got some cool things going for her, some cool stories... I don't compete, I just listen... Its getting a bit warm, too close to the fire, why does this happen? Damn, I think I am perspiring... what? who perspires??? shit... I try not to panic, but its too late, I feel the drops rolling down my face. I feel foolish. I excuse myself and head to the bathroom. I grab a handful of towels and wipe off my face. a little cold water. I stare at myself, trying to get it together... why does this happen? oh well... I compose myself, realize its no big deal... wash my hands and head out. I sit, she smiles, it begins again, rush of blood to the head, I breathe... I wait... it works, I have relaxed... our conversation finds its rhythm... and were off. Its late, I analyze... we don't have enough in common, she's too good for me... could I be happy??? I say, fuck it, lets give it a shot. I ask for her number... she smiles and gives it to me. She says she has to go meet some friends to watch 'the bachelor'... we hug, i say goodbye and think... ‘hell no, my chick isn't going to be watching no bachelor’... I slow down, she's not my chick... and its not that bad.
I go outside... take a smoke, I find myself happy. that was good... who knows what will happen, but that was good.
5 comments:
1) i find that people in the idaho are the same when it comes to the outdoorsy-ness. the difference may be that these people drink like fish; mostly beer and wine, but still, they drink more than any other city population i have had the opportunity to witness. seriously, i have seen hoards of drunk people wandering the streets at 6:30 pm, on multiple occasions.
2) don't sell yourself short. you've got stories. you might not want to tell a lot of them to nice, normal girls, but you've got them. hold that head up high, kid.
god fucking post dan. love it.
ooops. that's supposed to be 'good'
funny, dan. funny. i found myself perspiring as well......dont know if i was nervous for you or if i was just empathizing. and i secretly think you want to "hit" the mountain as well, but you are afraid.....maybe the mountain will "hit" you harder than you can take. you could always take a bong....or possibly just find one (yeah....that happened to me once) and then you could hit and mountain and the bong. could be a good combo.....and we all know that you are bitter about not making it on the bachelor, and have sworn to never watch it....but, really, dan its ok.
surprised that i found you.......but glad that i did......
a- thanks for the encouragemnet
ass- your an ass... ha
ob- thanks man- fuck ya
Selah- thanks, bongs are cool... but its been a while.
hmmm... who are you? sorry, I just don't know...
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