Dry Spell

Okayyyyy,...well things are finally starting to settle down.....by mid September I should be back in regular routine.....there is much news to share,..but more than I can here, right now,....but needless to say,..its all big.......just not on the love life front!
In fact I have all but gotten rid of all potnential dates and/or booty calls.....I need to focus ona few things right now,..so its better that I am single right now,..this is why I haven't been posting...nothing to say really......I did kind of accidentally mix it up with Mermaid and a new one we'll call "Press",..but it seems I blew both of them.....
Mermaid was kind of odd,..very hot,...very nice,..and we connected well email,..but hen I asked to call her she pretty much put me off....this is usually because they are married or they are involved....errr at least that has been my experience......finally I called Mermaid on the carpet and said,..look we have talked for a month via email...can I call you or not.....and she pretty much didn't answer me on this question.....yet I was still getting and sending EPIC emails,..that would have only been a 5 minute conversation but took me about 14 days to type.......anyway......I finally said,..."look....its time we talk,..if you don't like what is said or how I am fine at least we both know....if you do then we can go from there"....I got an email back that she still wasn't ready,..since she had just gotten out of a relationship and BLAH BLAH BLAH...to me it means NOT INTERESTED.......so I told her look,..just to prove I am a gentleman,..I have had your home phone for three weeks and have not called you.......(it was a simple trip to the white pages online to get it byt he way) WE had been emailing on regular email and NOT MySpace, her email contained her full name,..I looked it up.....so I told her this and she got mad,..really mad! Then asked how I had gotten it.....and I told her......I went out of town that weekend,..and when I came home I got the "WE shouldn't talk anymore and I deleted my MySpace account" WTF?
First,....my bad for telling her agreed!
But truth is, that that is exactly how I found out about Nascar and her hangups and divorce,..and Thatgirls restraining order...I mean lets face it,...I DO DO public records search on people I meet ont he net too,..and I recommend women do as well...but Mermaid was really put off by this apparently,..eventhjough I only did a simple white pages check....SEE I HATE DATING.......and it was no different then her and I meeting in a bar and I look up her phone number since I had her name and either forgot her number or couldn't remember it.....Oh well my guess is that she DID have soemthing to hide.....NASCAR did a paid full on background check on me.....I mean if empooyers can do it,..why shouldn't potential mates..I am not offended by it at all......but then I guess women are women and thus can get mad at whatever...and I didn't even do a background check on her I simply looked up her phone number and told her I did.....
Oh well.....

The new one Press and i hit it off and MySpace pretty quick and emailed back and forth over a week.....I called her...I apparently said something she didn't like or something.....now she is pretty much ignoring me...i have no idea what,..we talked for almost an hour.....both of these were accidental,..so I never expected anything to come of either and I am NOT on MYSpace for that,..but.....things happen.....oh well back to the drawing board again......

Either way things will settle down ina few weeks and I can get back into this dating game with more experience and more $$$.....plus I started a diet to get back in shape...all the meeting and late hours i have kept recently have taken their toll...ever since vegas....I have been eating at restarants and fast food...and that makes my ASS very fat...........soooo back into dating mode...slim trim,...and full wallet......seems to be the only way to meet women....okay thats all for now..I will post my normal stuff soon,..be patient,..there truly has been nothing to tell.....
DD

Snap Judgements

From the UPI.........I will probably go to jail for copyright violations......but..............Whatever!


NewsTrack - Science
Study: We're hard-wired for snap judgments

PRINCETON, N.J., Aug. 22 (UPI) -- A U.S. psychologist says we might not be able to tell a book from its cover, but we can decide if a person is attractive in only a tenth of a second.

Princeton University psychologist Alex Todorov says people respond intuitively to faces so rapidly our minds may not have time to influence the reaction -- and our intuitions about attraction and trust are among those we form the fastest.

"The link between facial features and character may be tenuous at best, but that doesn't stop our minds from sizing other people up at a glance," said Todorov, an assistant professor of psychology. "We decide very quickly whether a person possesses many of the traits we feel are important, such as likability and competence, even though we have not exchanged a single word with them. It appears we are hard-wired to draw these inferences in a fast, unreflective way."

Todorov and co-author Janine Willis, a student researcher who graduated from Princeton in 2005, used timed experiments and found snap judgments on character are often formed with insufficient time for rational thought.

The research appears in the July issue of the journal Psychological Science.

The last paragraphs really hits home.....how much time is enough for rational thought???? Man I need a new watch!

;-)

DD

Sorry WAAAAAY TOOO BUSY!

Okay sorry folks,...I have been getting hell for not updating,.....but I have a great excuse....First I stopped dating for the time being,...no choice,...no time.....ever since I began to move my life has been upside down,....I don't have the time or patience to deal witht he dating GAMES right now,...but of course,...being the fool I am will jump right back in head first as soon as the dust clears.....

Since my last post I have sold part of my business and brought on a partner,..so I have been dealing with all of those legalities and potential problems s well as reorganizing the company a bit....
Plus the move,....and taking care of family and friendly obligations....this has kept me more than busy and the potential prospects have dried up for the most part....

Mermaid has been deleted............I think after a month of daily emails it is not out of the question to ask to call....or have a phone conversation................anyone who thinks that carries too much weight ( a phone call that is) is probably married or in a relationship......oh well....more to the story,..but not worth the time.....no biggie..........

"IF" has popped back up but after the check in calls I have been getting from her it appears more to see if I am still interested while she goes and does whatever she goes and does.....really strange..........................

Thatgirl has been popping up over and over,.....at least we settled the whole crop of bullshit that stemmed from being in a relationship with her,..mostly her absolute craziness.....she may still be crazy,..but she ain't my crazy!!!!

Cubana,....had been emailing and calling me since her hubby left in June.....then when I probably needed her friendship and compassion the most,.....she became vacant.......so much for friends.....no big deal either,..she was looking for me,..not the other way around.....but then she just stopped calling...I texted her and said pretty much when she was down and out I was there and now that I need a little friendship and advice she was suddenly unavailable.......the next day I got an long email apology saying I was right and sorry and blah blah blah and that she would call me that night................a week went by and I got a text message on a Friday about going to a movie I ignored it........a week later I sent another text saying that its been great knowing her and good luck! She emailed me the next morning....."Hubby is back,...very sorry,........" WHAT THE FUCK EVER on that one too!

So those are the updates.....I am getting enough botty calls to keep me busy,..but no time for GF's right now......

In the meantime enjoy the next post pretty funny stuff! I'll be back in business in the next two months or so....the break has actually been very good for me!!!!



DD

Ok Booty Calls redux

Alright crazy weekend......working on the Mermaid........more in common with her than most women I have met in the last three year combined...........ohhhhh except Cubana,....they are very similar actually.....bu things going nice and slow.......still have yet to speak on the phone limiting ourselve to email....but we are asking very personal questions and crusing through the get to know you phase.....kind of fun.............

The weekend,..well mark the return of Thatgirl,....she popped up again...........then and old flame as well......busy weekend,.....had two booty calls seperate........I know I know...WHORE (me that is) well I have been incredibly stressed out lately and this was a welcomed ego boost...I found my MOJO!!!! Good to go for a while......no dates not dating for a while thus the lul in action,..errr well for you readers.....but action been good for me for sure......AND don't have to date them.....perfect....Okay I will have a major post in a few days,..just thought I would catch up,..........lots of news coming soon..........
DD

Booty Calls....GOOD FOR THE SOUL

Okay,.....so I haven't heard from "If" since last post.....errr wait one email. Then suddenly, Friday night as I was being stood up by my Booty Call (who called to say she had to work the next day and maybe tomorrow) I get a phone call from "If" AT 12:35 a.m. COOL......NEXT!
BUUUUuuuuuuuuutttttt,.......Since I was home alone and grilling out for one and am completely enjoying the new place,..I had some tunes on, some chicken on the grill, and was drinking like it was Friday night......by 12:35 I wasn't really worth much of a shit,.....but oh well she probably wasn't either.......................Well I didn't get booty called,..but she did come over and we hung out for a couple of hours......she called me again this week...so thus is dating,....Booty Calls are good for the soul.....and Saturday night I got the postponed aforementioned....."BACK ON THE HORSE!!" I SAY!!! Sooooooo,...still dating, still single,....still hoping "If" will come around and add a new player (ummm not the Booty Call),.....but a MySpace alien....We shall call her "Mermaid". She is very pretty, she is well employed, she is very funny, She is my age, no kids, wants kids,.....she also appears to be half involved in a long distance thing that is at the point of commit or get lost....................She emails me every day at least.......and has my number,......we will see what she does.....I think the ultimatum gets leveled to "Long Distance Boy" this week......
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm its all very friendly and funny right now......I'll let you know! I could be punching well above my weight with her.....naahhhhhhh David vs. Goliath, hmmmmmmmmm

E-dating or E-Stalking (you're not going to believe this!!)

Some people need to stay single and certainly should be shown the way out of the gene pool by the life guards. There was a time when Darwin had it right,...the stupid and weak would kill themselves off and the strongest would survive. Unfortunately, it appears, that we allow too many stupid people to stay alive,..by helping them after they do something stupid, saving their lives after they do something stupid, dumbing down laws to allow them to be more stupid, and mostly allowing them to E-date......

Okay, sooooooo with that said. I was actually reading current events (since I am a war buff) and was on a blog reading about the current conflict in Lebanon. I was on a Jewish site, seeing what the Israelis were really trying to do (hopefully kick some terrorist ass,..but I digress). The Jews, Go love them, (err and he does apparently), can put war and life on the same page. I mean that is reading of the horrible things going on around them and to them,..they still E-date and try to live normal lives. I suspect that since theyhave been at war for their entire existence it is just a part of life to them. So I am reading about war and on the same site is a story about an E-date (From J-date,...a Jewish online dating site) and I actually shot Dr. Pepper out of my nose.....sooooooooooooooooooo I am going to post some of it and give you some details,..but I urge you to click the link to the read the whole thing.......They even have audio!!!

MAN THIS IS FUNNY!

So it goes like this...........

Guy goes on J-date looking for a mate (hey that rhymes,..look at me the poet!)
He sets up a pretty normal profile:

About me:

I joined JDate four weeks ago. Cute, tall and funny best describes me!
I am a person whom is usually on the go, particularly in the warm
weather. In the summertime you can typically find me on the beaches in the
Hampton's or New Jersey shore. In the wintertime I enjoy taking drives
to beautiful towns such as Lambertsville, Red Bank, Katonah, Port
Jefferson and Greenwich. "People watching" can be an easily enjoyable
activity for me. I own a management consulting firm assisting financial
institutions with regulatory issues. I travel extensively for business and
pleasure.

I am looking for:

I am on JDate to find someone special. I have no set rules per se on
dating someone younger/older (20-40). I have learned that age really does
not matter; so why limit any possibilities in finding a life long
partner. Wouldn't you agree? Physcial characteristics: Preferably tall and
medium build. Mentally: Fun and easy going. Someone who is comfortable
with themselves. I love a good jokester so please be funny!

Okay so pretty normal.............then he goes on with more details and so forth, typical of this genre of dating.

He gets a date:

So Darren asks Joanne out. Joanne accepts. They eat at China Grill. (Nice restaurant. I've been there.) Darren pays, despite Joanne offering to split the check.

At some point after the meal, Darren gets the idea that Joanne didn't like him.

Rather than just chalk it up to a bad date (hey, it happens, right?) Darren... Well, Darren has other plans.

DARREN EMAILS JOANNE ASKING HER TO SEND HIM $50 FOR HER PORTION OF DINNER.

Yes. I paused and re-read that about 30 times, too.

I couldn't be serious, could I? He actually didn't email that, did he? Oh, but he did:

Yeah he emails her.....I thought this was funny at first. It was not quite said what made "Paranoid Darren" think she didn't like him,...maybe she picked up a waiter while there. Maybe, just maybe,...she told him,...maybe he's just a jackass and most people don't like him and he just suspected,...so Ithought okay well,..that's pretty funny,.....but he was beyond serious.

This story is credited to a fellow blogger PRDifferently the full post is here: I have asked his permission and will remove it if he denies,..but this story is begging to be told.....

Well Darren sends this email:

From: Darren Sherman
Date: Jun 19, 2006 8:48 PM
Subject: Date
To: xxxxx@xxxxxx.com
:
Cc:


Sorry things didn't work out. I guess you changed your
mind.
Here is my address for the $50 bucks:
East Street, Apt. 504
NY NY 10028
Take care,
Darren



Then he gets no response....so what does a ballsy, single, psycho who feels jilted do??? Sends another email of course:


From: Darren Sherman
Date: Jun 20, 2006 8:13 AM
Subject: Darren
To: xxxxx@xxxxxx.com
:
Cc:


Joanne,

I wanted to follow up on my email and call to you last night to ensure you received my messages for the $50.

Please acknowledge by replying to this email that you will be sending me the $50.

I hope you understand from my point of view.

Thanks,
Darren

Okay go read the rest PRDifferently tells this story way better than I:
The dude even calls the place they ate and sends her his Amex bill.......don't miss this:

Thanks PRDifferently:
http://prdifferently.typepad.com/my_weblog/2006/07/how_not_to_act_.html

10 THINGS MEN KNOW FOR SURE ABOUT WOMEN

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"If" Date #3 and #4, The End

Okay so I will wrap this up as this young lady didn't last long,..no need to go into great detail. it was typical of dating,..you win some you lose some,...and sometimes you can get some action either way...............
Date #3 was inpromptu, she called me on a Friday and we went to the same bar we ended up at last date to watch a band.....we had a great time,...but as the conversations went on I could tell she was really messed up by her last relationship.....I suspect she moved back home, because she was insecure,...and she may have also needed the protection................okay RED FLAG!!! WARNING: Intruder Alert! Intruder Alert! But my libido was in over drive and we ended up hanging all over each other anyway.................hey I can't help it,..I'm a man..............she was even buying the drinks.....................AAAAAHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I love it when I get to be the chick on the date,......I still bought a round or two,..but she was totally diggin me..................we had a great time and I took her home around 3. The apartment was being packed up and was filthy and she lived with her folks,................so I had no choice, but to take her to her house and say good night!! Damn the luck!
I probably had my best chance that night of getting in on the goods!.........But still int he back of my mind I started to notice the issues she was having and had! She had lost a series of points through the night with comments.....and actions.............but was gaining points with affection and some great kissing!!!! The issues were winning though.....

We agreed to go out again,..but she would not commit to two things I asked her about one 1 week away another 2 weeks away,....as suggested dating venues...........onme issue was that she was very wishy washy...back and forth on subjects and opinions.....she was all over the map................sometimes women are,..but this stuck out..............

Come Tuesday of the following week,...she had talked me into going to a concert.....I buy mine, she buys hers................I assumed that she wanted to go Dutch..................WRONGO! Ended up costing me $75 bucks at the bar,.....and she never once offered to buy her drinks,..I assumed we were ona date so this was no issue,..once I started paying for eveything barring her ticket,...but that was not the case...and she made it known....................I am a classic people observer and I should have known going into the place that she was there for show and not by me,..but using me.................DAMN I AM A SUCKER FOR THIS TACTIC...................See it goes like this: We were standing outside in the line to come in.................and she made an ominous but passing comment about seeing people she knows at this particular venue...........she didn't say who,....it was just "People"................but after going in I had shaken hands with several people I knew there and she had known no one thus far,....to me that meant it isn't really people we are looking for but perhaps 1 person...........maybe her ex,....or at least acquaintances of his. As we stood there watching the opening band,...I couldn't help but notice her constantly looking around......but then when I looked at her she looked at me.....we kissed a couple of little pecks through out the night,..but she was completely not being what had been typical of our dates thus far...............not even close.............she wanted to be there with me,...but not with me.....understand? After she kept looking around I asked her,..."who are you looking for"? I also didn't want to be blind sided if she found them or they her either............you know.....ex's can get jealous.....so this was a self preservation issue for me................anyway,..the mood between us began to deteriorate through out the night although concert was awesome.................Little was said on the way home,..so it was like she was disappointed in not finding whoever she was looking for...........

The day after next we talked on the phone and I asked her what was wrong,..and why did two nights before go bad,.....and she went into the diatribe about how come we can't just go hang out somewhere and not be on a date....honestly I had no idea what she was talking about except if we were dutch why wasn't she buying her own drinks...........and one minute she was being very sweet and the next was moody as hell,......knowing women as I do,...this is not SO unusual,..BUUUUUUUUUTTTTT....................

Well we got off the phone and I sent an email for her to see in the morning at work,...just backing off and telling her hey we have had three great dates and one so-so,....we'll chalk it up to experience..........I got no response,.....that night she called me and I had already committed a ticket to the race in Daytona the following Saturday night to her.....so this was Tuesday,...I had brought it up all weekend,..because I had other people to take,...she was excited about it........as was I. This was her "Tolerance Date",.............again she got all wishy washy when I asked point blank "ARE you going to the race with me?"...................she said she didn't know and would let me know the next day...................I was pissed because by now 4 days prior,..my friends on other potential race goers had already gottent their tickets and made their plans,..even Cubana........

Needless to say she backed out,...I hung up and that was that. Luckily I foubnd someone
to take so that I was not sitting next to an empty $80 seat for a race..........

HERE IS DATING IN A NUTSHELL.......................as I am typing this over 14 days since,.............guess who just called not 20 seconds ago??????????? Yep "IF" ! Funny how this whole thing works...................$20 says I see her in less than a week, and we start talking on the phone again................I still want the action.............so we wills ee what plays out............I don't see a future of getting involved,......but I see that she didn't forget about me and that I did leave an impression...........enough for her to call.......and just chat,..it was like we never missed a beat in conversation.......we are both conversationalists.....


Okay even more odd............... So I go to the race and I call Cubana the night before,..she says she is sitting on the back stretch and going with people from work....we joked about getting together at the race or hanging out for a little while,.....but I live 2+ hours north of the track and she lives,...about 20 minutes north....I left later than anticipated and she too,....she was parking and riding the shuttle,..I was parking in the rear lots.............with over 200,000 people attending the race, there would easily be 30,000 cars back here,....I pulled into the back lot #10................guess who was just getting out of her truck and was less than 5 spaces away???? Yep Cubana! What are the odds of that??? I am telling you people,...its really weird with her and I,....we were both wearing black tank tops and shorts........too............we took a picture together and had a few beers,..she went to hang with her people and I hung with mine........but we did run back and forth.........we have spoken and email or IM'd every day since..............

Okay new one on the Radar..... Straight from MySpace,..so she may be an alien,..but she is super pretty and very funny.............I emailed her out of the blue yesterday only person I have emailed in 3 months on Myspace,..not sure why,...but she replied last night,......Haven't decided her nickname,........so.......................

That's it for a while.....dating goes on,..................did I mention I hate dating?
DD

MOVED!!!!!!

I am officially moved now. This is my 4th bachelor pad since I left the military in 1993. I have lived with two women; one for two years and one for 6, so these four places were either by myself or I had male roommates. After the last roommate (not a woman that I lived with) I have sworn off having them. As much as they help pay the bills they end up costing nearly as much in damage, lost sleep, annoyance, and everything and anything you can imagine,.....Now MAYBE just maybe this is why women divorce us, I have lived with men and I got along with most of them, but have certainly had drunk late night fistfights with at least one of them. I have a high tolerance since in the military you get stuck with whoever,..you learn courtesy and etiquette pretty quick. But mostly you learn tolerance!
I moved into this apartment as a fast way to get out of a bad situation with my long time girlfriend. We lived together 5 years and dated six,..but I think after year 3 we knew it was not going to be a marriage, at least anytime soon,...we were both very stubborn and hard headed,..but we had tons of fun and made enough money between us to do some very cool things. But there were huge underlying issues, eventually one of us had to go. It was completely monogamous to the end, so it wasn't anything like that,..it was the life things, to me very important,...like how to raise children, and finances, and things of the sort that we just couldn't get agreement enough on to marry. Part of me still misses her,..but quickly I still remember why I left. So I moved into a tiny apartment I could afford and was available,...all tough to find when you want to do it in 30 days or less.
I hate moving as you may know,...even more than dating,....so I stayed in that tiny ass apartment for three years,..but it was a total bachelor pad,.. too small to have much company. Two was a crowd with all of my furniture, if there was four people over, we almost had to rotate from the apartment to the patio, to back around to the front door, pushing the next person out...that sucked, because I like to entertain, football games, holidays, so forth. Now I am in a house more than three times the size of my apartment,.....so there will be some entertaining NOW!~
As I was packing up my bedroom, it dawned on me "What if I had actually notched my bed post while here?" How many notches would I have from this, my first post relationship bachelor pad???

1. First one was a girl who's name I can't remember, met at a bar, had fun at the bar, went to my place, had fun there, she left the next morning, never saw or heard from her again,..fine by me! So we'll call her "Rebound"
2. NC, nuff said she knows who she is. 3+ months.
   
3. Next was GILF, we dated for about 3 months.
4. Then came "Youngin" 2 months.
5. Then was a girl I had a total crush on in high school. She was a cheerleader and was uber hot!! Well she wasn't so hot now and much larger,....but I had had imaginary sex with her so many times while I was horny and 14-18 that even her adult weight and the thought of her kids couldn't stop me. MAN RULE: If she was a cheerleader in high school and you had a crush on her AND you have the chance to tag it later, it is perfectly ok to bag her now regardless of looks!!! You just won't tell anyone now! AND most men would agree! Two total booty calls,..and they were awesome!
6. Next was Thatgirl,...we broke furniture, dishes, my bed, all kinds of things.....6+ months.
7. Then there was Nascar,....she had a real chance to hang around,.....but went whacky on me. We spent most nights together at her house,..but there was a couple at the pad. 4 months.
8. Another no namer.......I think she was my bartender that night. One nighter.
9. Lastly was Cubana........it ain't over until the fat lady sings as the saying goes,...and the fat lady hasn't even shown up apparently.
   

So there it is,..my notches, a couple of relationships, a couple of one nighters, a couple of booty calls. There may even be one more I am forgetting,....I had to go back and insert two that I forgot about as I was writing....but we'll stick with this.....
9 women, 3 years! New pad now, and it looks awesome....ALL of my furniture is here, so no restrictions on being a bachelor and this being a bachelor pad......who will be the first??? Who knows, but you'll know right after I find out.......................
DD

MySpace Aliens

Okay so I have had a MySpace account for about 5 months now. With all the press it gets for perverted old men picking up young girls I am afraid to tell anyone.....However it is serving its purpose well. I have reunited with three old friends, yes women my age! And, I have actually met three women that were worthy of a date, but have been too tied up to go out with two of them and the one I did go out with got me lucky, but then she went back to her ex......which leads me to this....THERE ARE SOME REAL FREAKS OUT THERE AND COMPUTERS MAKE THEM BOLD!!!!
Now am I possibly speaking of myself??? No, I don't need a computer to be a freak,...I just need a computer to tell everyone ;-)
It has actually turned into a research project and there is much that I am learning. Here are just some of the examples of what Dave has learned as an Astronaut in MySpace.

1. People give out WAAAAAY too much information about issues they have.
2. People desperately want to be accepted, so tell you why they are freaky so they can meet like minded freaks.
3. People who were not popular "horde" friends (because you can request to be someone's friend and once they accept you show up their page and they on yours) All of mine are actually friends, people that I talk to at least semi-regularly. But some people just collect them....for about three weeks I accepted any friend requests I got,..then I waited to see if they actually asked about anything a friend would ask,...most never even said hi beyond that,..so we became friends???? What for??? For them to feel popular that's why! Some people have 378 friends or 2,476 friends,....yeah right you weirdo!!!! So I delete them if they never say anything after they ask to be my friend. Its funny and I giggle, when I whisper "bad friend" and hit delete. So Lessons: THERE ARE LOTS OF INSECURE PEOPLE WHO WANT TO COLLECT FRIENDS! YET HAVE NO SKILLS TO MAINTAIN THEM.
4. That strippers who want you to watch their webcam (which you won't know about until you go to their page after they send you a nice email and it has a super hot picture with it)......I check out all the people who on these pages and all of the people they are "Friends" with, then I will go to that persons page to see what they are about friends and I think to myself...MEN ARE SUCKERS!!!! Were you Friends before she started stripping on a webcam??? Funny!!!
5. That there are a ton of lonely people out there, places like this NEED to be around
6. THAT THIS IS WAY TOO DANGEROUS FOR CHILDREN if not heavily supervised.
7. That people will out right lie for their own agenda and I mean more common than you can guess.....
8. That you can actually meet some interesting people and even get dates (which was not my mission, but has happened).
9. That it is super fun to play with HTML (Computer language that builds your page), you can do some really cool stuff.
10. Its vastly different from internet dating sites. But little different than meeting at a bar....go figure.
11. That just as in a bar women will get 400 emails and friend requests, but a man will get substantially less.
12. Men stalk women here too!
13. Women can be total freaks. AND stalk men too....yes! I have been stalked....
14. That women will rarely put "Serious Relationships, Dating" (one of five choice you have) even if that's exaclty what they ARE lookign for.
15. That people cheat massively on their spouses here and can also find swingers here, you can even search just for swingers....
16. That there are only two places, the Airport and Vegas that is better for watching people. If you know how to watch people on MySpace, as I described above, you'd be amazed at what you learn and see and read......GREAT STUFF.....too bad its not live!
    

These are just some of the lessons I have learned in this research and the quest for a permanent fixture.........its really entertaining to do this to say the least. I love being able to observe people patterns and patterns along the species.....its funny to watch people pretend to be what they really wish they were,...but there are alot of awesome people out there too. I have been lucky enough to meet some, so its a win win for me.....I am learning tons about dating and people....
did I mention I hate dating???
Probably did!
More to come
DD

DATE 2 IS HERE

I had been working on the Date #2 post for about three weeks,....so it posted where I satrted it and not at the top. SO CLICK HERE TO READ DATE 2.

A Tolerance Date

A "Tolerance Date" is a trick I learned a long time ago while in the military and it has served me well. I do it with every woman and often it is the make or break of a new relationship. The theory goes like this:
If you are dating someone and have gone out a couple of times and she has not committed the cardinal sins of dating yet,....1) emabrrassing you in front of her friends, your friends, or complete strangers because she turns out to be a total freak,..just add alcohol. (Now it is expected that this will happen sometime,..but not before the "Tolerance Date" 2) If you can stand her company for long periods of time....i.e., no snorting when she laughs,..no obnoxious screechie voice, smells nice and not like hairspray, doesn't like to punch you in the nuts for laughs, she doesn't dress like a total whore....you get the idea. 3) She doesn't already totally hate all of your friends.....
Once they make it through this initial "I can stand her and sex is or will be good",..then it is time for the "Tolerance Date". You can completely have repeat overnights with one another and still never learn the things a good "Tolerance Date" will teach you. So the way I do this is simple. I plan a day trip somewhere...somewhere that requires you to be couped up in a vehicle together for AT LEAST 4 total hours, preferably longer...it can be an over night or not,..but I have learned what you learn on the way to the over night may make you want to drive home immediately after buying her a greyhound ticket....so I stick with day trips. See being locked up together in a vehicle lets you know many things....does she sing out of tune and the wrong words to songs....errr at the top of her lungs??? Does she constantly bitch about how cold/hot it is in the car/truck. Does she fuck with the mirrors and look through your console and glove box? Does she just change your radio station without warning and crank up somehting you despise?
Can she have an indepth conversation and work to keep you occupied while you drive...or just totally ignore you. Is she affectionate,..you know,..rubbing the back of your head,..or holding your free hand,...or hell even give you a "road blow" OOOPS I TYPED THAT OUTLOUD? Does she bitch completely about your driving. Does she have to stop every 10 minutes to pee.....will she pee on the side of the road without question? Does she speak non-stop or not even wait for a reply. Does she help load or unload the truck at the destination...does she point out something she thinks you might like or think is funny on the roadside or wherever? Does she show her tits to every trucker......YOU GET THE IDEA.....see being in a truck for a long trip,..especially coming home when you are tired and have had a long day can be very telling...does she doze off leaving you by yourself to get her home safely.....or does she do her best to keep you company to keep you from dozing off......does she bust out some snacks and either hand you a manageable portion or even feed you while you drive.....personally I think you can learn volumes this way........I mean WAY more than you would on dates. Driving and traffice have a way of bringing out the worst in people and if the trip is fun and enjoyable then maybe you have a found a person to hang with.....if you find yourself hoping for a car accident involving you,..well its best you go your separate ways...TRUST ME.....this is her true nature.....and yours too in the 4 hours of driving you will see both.......

A Sergeant I had in the USAF taught me this and within months I had a chance to learn of its value.

I was a Cop in the Air Force and she "Alyssa" was a nurse. Perfect right? I would go hang out with her at the hospital when i worked graveyard shift because it was quiet, they had the best coffee on base and it was bright inside. Her and I never went ona date,..but spent many nights chatting it up and then maybe a drink at the NCO Club....but our schedules (Days on/off) never really jived with each others,...so making a date was impossible. But finally after months, we both were to get off a decent time on a Friday afternoon and were not due back until late Sunday afternoon. We agreed that we would drive up to Alpine Helen in Georgia,..about a 3.5 hr trip. It is a very pretty town settled in the early 1800's by German immigrants. The city still has all of its Alpine charm and achitecture as well as being nestled in the largest mountains in Georgia.....very pretty place.
It was about 4 in the afternoon when we set out. She met me at my dorm room as I was hauling stuff to take with us for the trip,....we had pretty much agreed it was going to be an overnight trip. She followed me up and down the stairs as I loaded the truck,..never once taking initiative to help carry anything or even offer,...up and down she followed me just babbling about her day...i should have known then,...but I was thinking abut the action,..not the effort involved therein.....oh and the tolerance....We got ont he road and were on no more than ten minutes when she said she was hungry....I needed to fill up the truck so we stopped for food. She expected me to pay for both our dinners and pay for all the gas too,....that was NOT what we agreed to,..but either way she offered no financial assistance. She out ranked me and knew exactly how much I made,..but wasn't offering....either way she was going to pay for half of the room....we never discussed this being a date,...it was a road trip....but OK I can take it....I was only making about $300 every two weeks then and most of that went to insurance and truck payment.....but ok...I was going to have fun....ont he way there,..she went to sleep,..leaving me to drive....then she would wake up and crank up the heat (it was a chilly spell in May for Georgia)...this made me sleepy,..so I rolled down the window,..which woke her up and I had to stop and get her jacket out of her bag since it was too chilly out for her to get out.....ok...I needed to wake up anyway....we get there and stop to get a room,..so we could go out that evening and the next morning.....BOOOOOOKED SOLID...we stopped 5 or 6 places.....i forgot it was Memorial Day weekend....this was a holiday spot....her and I agreed to keep driving the next nice town was about 25 minutes away,..Chatanooga Tennesee,....we headed that direction,..she kept changing the radio station and just in general pissing me off witht he friggin heat,..my feet were burning up....I had to stop and duct tape the floor vent on my side....I should have smacked her and told her to sit there and quit bitching (ooops I typed that outloud didn't I). Chatanooga,...had zero vacancies,..so we proceeded East to Franklin, NC, where my family has a cabin,..it was very late though and I knew my granny was there. I called my dad and asked and he said the half the family was there....great there would be no room there either.....ol girl was asleep,..and I was tired of driving,....what started out as a three hour tour - a three hour tour (as in Gilligan's Island) was now 7 hours into driving. I stopped to fill back up the gas tank,..no financial assistance from her again,..and now the trip was getting to be very expensive....we get back on the road and not five minutes later she has to piss......and only a "CLEAN" bathroom would do.....I was still looking for a place to sleep....I stop at a gas station AGAIN....its now 2:30 a.m. or so......she gets back in and back on t he road we go now heading back home....I had given up,..my quest for the ever illusive hotel room and some action...we got home at sunrise,......I dropped her off at her dorm and left for mine,..there was barely a goodbye.....never spoke with her again..................

MOVING!!!

I friggin hate moving and that is exactly I am doing! Next time; I am just leaving everything in the old place and moving me and my pets only to the new place............
Ok,..I will rant about it all later.....sorry for the lack of posts...............just got internet back last night at the new place......once settled I will be catching up......much to tell....."If" is now out.......the story is simple. Didn't even get to a "Tolerance Date" (to be explained later) I will post most recent date with her...when I can.......stay tuned!

Engineering

Thanks Wingman T-bone............these are confirmed and undeniable Eljay...backed by science!

Date #2

Okay, so "If" and I have been chatting on the phone for three weeks now,..ever since meeting at the beach....you can read about it here:
We have been out to lunch and that went reasonably well. I say reasonably, because it was only an hour,..we both had on our game faces, and it was the first time we had seen each other since the ten minute initial meeting in the parking lot at the beach. The cool thing is that we met very naturally. It was simple, it didn't involve alcohol and a smokey bar, and it was not a set-up....just plain old fashion "Hi, what's your name" with a hint of player from her side involved. Friday night we are going for round two, a real date. She is a little standoffish since she is fresh out of a long termer....6 years,....but fine by me. There is no pressure and no expectations and it should be fun. If all goes well and King Swingstein backs out of going to the races with me the 1st of July, I will offer her his seat. Swingstein has had an unfortunate bout of bad luck and thus may not be able to make a weekend of it and it would be a drive and expensive anyway. So I will more than likely still have his ticket to offer up. She likes racing and wants to go to one and it does make for a perfect "Tolerance Date"

So, back to the matter at hand.....I use the road trip to find out just how well two can get a long, because often times on the road we are faced with challenges, teamwork, and lots of conversation. BUT do not attempt this unless you have all of the will to suffer your own consequences......"If" was going to be next...........
BUT, I had to go on another date with ehr before I made the full offer, although I had dropped a hint and she was very recptive to the idea.......soooo the following Date #2 was all over the Jacksonville map. This was our official first date. I had picked her upa key ring from Vegas, just as a little gift,...little did I know she collects key rings and has several hundred of them....I got her a set of stainless steel dice on a chain,..pretty cool. I showed up on time, with flowers, and ready to have a good time. We left her place and went to Sushi Rock for dinner (she liked Sushi,..but hadn't tried many different types,.so we tried just about all of them. I introduced her to plum wine,..which I love with Sushi,..and of course Sake! We had a great time getting to know each other and eating,..so we went for a walk down to an art gallery that has a super local artist that I show to anyone I can. Luckily all of his work was on display in the front window, as the gallery was closed. We walked back to me truck talking about the art,..she loved it,...and dinner...
We were deciding where to go next, so we went to a hooka bar near my place....had a couple of drinks watched the band and some fat people dance....talk about entertainment. The music was only so-so , thus we decided to go to a little more hip of a place down the road,..all the time her and I were laughing holding hands,...basically having a great date..............We went to the next bar and the good times were rolling...we had a few more drinks and it began to get affectionate. A great kisser she was.........this is super important.......
We closed the place out, but neither of us was ready to go,...I had a couple of Smirnoffs in my cooler in the truck so we went down to the river to hang out,...we stayed in the truck and it began to get really fun,.....we were all over each other AND she started it......but the tiny bladder syndrome so many of you women have, came marching in full force so we left, and shortly after that I took her home......great date, fun night, semi-action,...and an agreement to do it again........

Friday Night Fights!!!

Okay what do you and your mate fight about???



Does it seem like you and your partner are constantly at each other's necks? If so, you are not alone. Why do people who love each other argue so much? Let's get to the bottom of the vicious argument cycle by taking a close look at the most common, recurring, and unresolved conflicts, as well as how they are usually resolved.

Read the answers and the rest here:

Comments are open...comment at will,...plus include your favorite STUPID fight!!!!

Back Home

Okay,..they lost my luggage on the way there,..why wouldn't it stand to reason they would lose it on the way back??? Well they did,....glad the airlines are batting 1000, unless you are scoring them on their ability to do two things 1) Move self-sorting cargo (me) 2) Move non-self sorting cargo (my bag). Now they almost lost me in Houston,..by making me late arriving for my connecting flight,..then changing the gate to a completely different terminal and not telling me until I got to the original terminal,..then had to hoof it at leat 29 miles (so it felt, via a tram, a conveyor, a long walk, another tram, and three escalators) to the new terminal where I almost missed the bus to the tar-mac to get on a small jet. Now if I made it,..why didn't my luggage? Anyway,...just my rant.

While in Vegas I looked at all the pretty womenwalking around and thought to myself...damn women have it easy.....today I saw this and realized hey! Its not so bad being a man!!!

Enjoy:


Good To Be A Man...
Your last name stays put.
The garage is all yours.
Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
You can be president.
You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.
The world is your urinal.
You never have to drive to another gas station because this one's just too icky.
Wrinkles add character.
Wedding Dress $5000; Tux rental $100.
People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.
New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
Your pals can be trusted never to trap you with: "So, notice anything different?"
Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
You know stuff about tanks.
A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.
You can open all your own jars.
Dry cleaners and hair stylists don't rob you blind.
You can leave the motel bed unmade.
You can kill your own food.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
If someone forgets to invite you to something, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.
If you are 34 and single, nobody notices.
Everything on your face stays its original color.
You can quietly enjoy a car ride from the passenger's seat.
Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
You don't have to clean your apartment if the maid is coming.
You can quietly watch a game with your buddy for hours without ever thinking: "He must be mad at me."
You don't mooch off other's desserts.
You can drop by to see a friend without having to bring a little gift.
If another guy shows up at the party in the same outfit, you just might become lifelong friends.
You are not expected to know the names of more than five colors.
You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You don't have to shave below your neck.
Your belly usually hides your big hips.
One wallet and one pair of shoes, one color, all seasons.
You can "do" your nails with a pocketknife.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
Christmas shopping can be accomplished for 25 relatives, on December 24th, in 45 minutes.

Oh Yeah I Forgot!

"If" and I went to lunch the day before i left. It wass the first time seeing her since the beach incident....she was very pretty lunch was good...and we have been talking ever since.....Looks like a date on my horizon...we have discussed,..but set no plans...I am out of town obviously and when I get back next Friday,..she is going out of twon for the weekend.....sooooo......it may be a while...but I am kind of digging her.....cool chick.....sooooooo add "If" to the list.......


OKAY THIS PLACE IS OFF THE FUCKING CHAIN.........GEES.....I NEED A VACATION....OH WAIT I AM ON VACATION........NO WONDER YOU ONLY GET A FEW DAYS A YEAR TO VACATE!!! IT'LL KILL YA......RIGHTO.....AS WIFEY AND ELJAY WOULD SAY....BACK AT IT!!!!

HUNKA HUNKA BURIN LOVE..........!

Viva Las Vegas Part FO

Good God I need sleep.............I am catching naps at the pool, after dinner in my room, and on the monorail....I now have a slight limp,...thanks to bad shoes....I have a sunburn.....a callus on my slot button finger,.....pretty sure my liver is ready to resign,........and I have had more beef than the State of Texas.....probably ought to try a salad while I'm here! I wouldn't trade any of this for anything.......WHAT A TOWN! I got a call from JM she is here and we will meet tomorrow....I think. Finally work starts,...well sort of. The convention get under way and all my peeps are now here...like I haven't partied enough.

So last night, I walk back into the casino in my hotel and as I am heading for the back bar to grab a drink, I see this very attractive woman playing the slots....I pass by and she looks at me....eye contact! She smiled and I smiled back with a wink. She watched me walk by as I continued to the bar.....I grabbed a drink and decided to go back to where she was....now this is why Vegas is different.....errrr very different. I sit at the slot next to her and say "Hi". She looks at me and says..."You look like you need some company." GREEEAT HOOKER! Errr well no, actually I don't need any company...but thanks. Back to slots she went. Out of curiosity I asked..."As pretty as you are,..you could easily have any man in the place....why hook? She said exactly what sums up many things. Her reply was "because I can"
Well Jimminey Fucking Christmas.....I can too,..but it sure as fuck doen't make it a great idea.....I thought to myself.....funny! I just don't get it,...but I am glad I wasn't getting it...well once I found out she was a prostitute that is......so then I logged this in my mind and began paying more attention to other girls in the place.....hmmmmm they were all over....tough to peg,...but once I got a knck for it they were easy to pick out...
I used to think that the airport was the place place to watch people,.....nope..VEGAS is. You have never seen anything funnier than a redneck from Po-Dunk USA win a couple of hundred on blackjack.....that is until you see a 5 foot tall Asian loose a grand at poker........both situations took all I had to keep from blowing Jack and Coke out of my nose.........FUNNY STUFF....

Vegas is definitely honeymoon paradise.....I have seen as many couples as I have seen singles....its crazy....some couple are total mismatches just from looking at them....he's fat and short.....she's totally hot......he must be hung or rich......a total stud, with a troll....she must have had his baby......big tall,.....fat short.....he's 5'3" she's easily 6'2".......it has shown me for sure that there is truly someone for eveyone.....mine apparently is taking her sweet fucking time revealing herself...but HEY.......at least now I know for sure......

Okay it's 2:40 a.m........I am heading back out!,...limp, callus, sunburn, picketing liver..et al!

Viva Las Vegas Part Tre

Okay......I LOVE VEGAS.......this is just what the Dr. ordered for Datign Dave....not for anything other than putting it all in perspective.....I am eating unbelievable food......I am totally relaxed and not rushed for anything. I am stayin gout until 3 in the morning......yes its 2 a.m. right now and I am getting ready to go back out.....just came back to rest the feet.
I am feeling very rejuvinated. I will get some work motivation later this week...and maybe some new contacts and factories to represent (thats what this convention is all about) and I just in general feel better about the world.....I have seen things here that make me realize there are defintiely the "Haves" and the "Have Nots"....and I want to "Have" This city has a way of pumping life back into you....making you realize that when you're old you can sleep,....but life is far from a "read through" its for the taking.....I don't gamble persay, but I am learning that I need to gamble a bit more with everything.....I am WAAAAY too conservative in some things...wayyyyy to uptight about other.....you know what? None of it matters....HE WHO DIES WITH THE MOST TOYS WINS!
I am have slowly let go of issues...with work, ex's (Cubana, Psycho, Nascar) and realized life is waaaaaay too short.....there are so many things I haven't done (including getting married).....I have learned to realx now....Its been 5 years since a vacation for me...and you know....? I FUCKING needed one.....I feel better already,..and I still have more left,....sleeping late,..eating good,....not worrying things to frigging death..I come back to work for one day then a weekend,..when I get home......ALL IS GOOD...my Yin and my Yang are totally Yin-Yanging!!!

Ok more later....the drinking is really make me fat fingered!!!!

Viva Las Vegas Part Duex

Day three in Vegas. Today I rented a car and drove to the damn Hoover Dam, dammit. That damn thing is a damn huge Dam. Pretty cool though, one of the modern engineering marvels. Hard to believe they did this in a little over 4 years, in the 1930's . Industry wasn't even ramped up for the war yet,....but the American ingenuity and spirit prevailed.

Okay,....if you ever go to Vegas wear good shoes.....I didn't I thought I would be riding the Monorail and driving a rental,...change of plans. Now my friggin feet are killing me. I am no pus about pain,.....but they ARE killing me. So therefore I must drink much much more....you know to fight the pain, of course.....

So last night I went down to the casino in the Sahara, it was early and my intent was to venture out into the Vegas world sometime around 9. There was a band playing so I thought I might sit in,..get my buzz on,..and hang otu for a little while. Sitting by herself, was a cute blonde, defintiely enjoying the music. I watched her for a minute and eventually we made eye contact,..then again,..then again...NO I WASN"T JUST STARRIGN AT HER WILLING HER TO LOOK AT ME!!!! But,..I was certainly in a postion to tell when she looked my way. Finally the band slowed down and went to the tried and true,..slow song,..so I went over and asked her to dance......I got a nervous,..ummm welll, errrrr ok!!! She was either nervous or very uncomfortable. But nonetheless we went to the floor to dance. I noticed she placed her hands very "formal" ok that's bad.....then we were at least 20" apart,..okay worse.....do I have spinach in my teeth? Garlic? Do I smell like beer...what is it lady???? I tried to make small talk and once I layed the charm on she opened up a little bit and began to relax......NOW IT IS WELLLLLL KNOWN I CAN"T DANCE......slow dancing I have a move or two...but nothing that would get me an award......Turns out she was the accoutant for the band,.....I think dating the singer too,..who was a black dude,.....and graduated with a major in dance from NYU.......would someone please shoot me......OH WAIT that will proabably be coming from the stage!!! SOOOOO needless to say dead end! But I gave it my all.....said goodbye,..and headed for the strip.....

The women here travel in packs.....not two ro three but,....4 to 20.....They are not here to pick up men as far as I can tell.....wellllll with that said barring the clubs.....maybe in there...but in general,...NO way.....I mean this is a transient town,...few are from here and those that are,..don't hang out on the strip or evne ride the monorail,....so unlike a normal city the chance meeting is slim. The clubs here are in the hotels...they have $15-50 cover charges and lines at midnight 40 deep.....no patience for that.....but definitely hot girls waiting to get in......I have little use for that,....so I wandered the strip. I have met many people,..but there will be no wedding for Dating Dave in Vegas for sure.......ooooooh wait......I still have 4 days left,..never know......and now all of the girls, some of whom I have know for years are showing up for the convention,....and now I will be in my element,..and best yet I get to hang with JM,..she has totally been my buddy for over 8 years,..and we have planned a night out on Wednesday (if she can free up from her duties,..this is a working event for her, whereas a 1/2 and 1/2 for me),.....so I will finally have partner in crime I hope.....plus she is getting me into PURE at the Bellagio for a closed party.......Should be a blast......

Anyway......I'll post more later this week.....

Viva Las Vegas!!!

Greetings from LAs Vegas, Nevada...The City That Never Sleeps.....Sin City......Desert Emerald. Yeah, but its a dry heat!!! Well I made it, to the adult playground of Vegas. It truly is unlike any other city I have been too. It is 100% design around the gambling tourist. I got here late Friday night. The Stewardess on theflight from Philly (yeah Jacksonville to Philly to Vegas,..now thats what I call efficiency)..The Stewardess ( a 30 something tall blonde was a total player) She was hilarious and I spent a bulk of the flight, 4 hours, in the back of the plane cahtting it up with her. She was awesome and had a great sense of humor,..until she spilled blody mary on my leg after some turbulence.....but I drank them free the rest of the flight....
But I got to Vegas only to find that my luggage decided to stay in Philly...NICE! Bad luggage! Anyway,....I was pissed. I had been int he same clothes since 7 a.m. Friday morning EST....and now after some delays on my flights was still in the bloody mary stained jeans 12 a.m. Saturday mountain time some 16 hours later....I wanted a shower and some new clothes.....but luggage was not going to get to me until Saturday before 5......it showed at 4...BASTARDS!

Anyway much to tell,..but will do it later. Going with some new friends to the Hoover Dam,....going to pick up the rental car now......I will chime back in later. Met Jack Nicholson last night. He was in a bar at my Hotel,..problem was the lights in the bar were very red and did not work well with my digital....so I have one horrible shot,....but......its still him....cool dude, he was....HEEEEERRREEEEE'S JOHHHHNNNNNNNY! ;-)

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You Never Know

I have been relegated to my apartment for 2 weeks now. Leaving only for work and the store for the most part. Why? Well I am going to Vegas next week,....and the only ting I could do to not spend money was to stay home. See? If I go anywhere I blow $10 here or $20 there and the next thing you know I am waiting for payday....But I want to blow some cash in Vegas,.....so I put my self on restriction! BAD DAVE!
But today,....I was getting stir crazy. I needed some air and some sunshine....I spent most of the morning deciding to go fishing or just to the beach. I chose the beach finally after my motivation level hit "Ramming Speed" It turns out that that was a very good choice. So let's back up to last nights adventure.
At my watering hole after work yesterday I saw a woman that occasionally comes in. She dresses very professionally (which I think is totally sexy) and we have had a few conversations. She has a great personality and is pretty cute. We got on great each time we have run into each other. Last night she was there to meet her sister. She came over to me as we were sitting at opposite neds of the bar,..but had thrown a couple of looks at each other. She is very sweet and affectionate to me,..putting her arm around my neck as she stood behind me. We exchanged a couple of niceties and I told her that I thought she was cute as a button,...she said she thought I was too.....well there you have it....her sister came and went and I went over to sit with her. I asked her what she was doing later and she said nothing....I asked her if she wanted to go watch the band at Farahs....she said that sounds cool,..can I bring my sister? Of course!
She wrote her phone number down and told me to call her. We sat and chatted for a little while and we got into marriage....then I asked if she had kids and she said yes...a boy. I pressed for details and she said he was in Iraq....she is 2 years older than I and I was doing the math in my head on him being at least 18. She pulled out he wallet and showed me a picture of him,......THEN of his daughter....yep,..you guessed it GILF! She was married at 16 had him by 17 and now he is 18 and married and now has a kid himself....GREAT! Needless to say.....we have been through this before....WTF? I did call her later,....but she did not answer or return my call. Hmmmmmm why do women do this? I didn't ask for her number she offered it....anyway.....
So today I go to the beach...and hang out,...didn't evne bring a towel,..I just wandered around and found a spot on the sand to park my hat, cellphone, sunglasses so I couldd head into the cool water. It was 95 degrees today, but the water was in the mid 70's perfect! I walk around for a little while longer then head up to the shore front shops and wander around there too...I never do this but I really didn't feel like coming home...So finally I wander back to my truck. I start it up to get the AC going and dust off the sand from various body parts. I get in the truck and I look to my left and two cars down is this cute girl flagging me down. I am thinking dead battery or something. I roll down the window and I say "Yes Ma'am!" She say I need a huge favor. Ok what can I do for you. Parking at the beach totally sucks and parking spots are a premium. She says listen I have a friend meeting me here and she can't find a spot. I found this one and since you're leaving would you wait until she gets here so she can have your spot. I said sure, how far away is she...? She's right downt he street, I just called her. So I said okay, she said it will only be 2 minutes. I said Righto 2 minutes, but one second loger and I peel out of here...got it lady? She laughed I laughed.....and I said....this is going to cost someone a date! She says to me I would absolutely go on a date with you... Iwas stunned. She says,..it shows a lot about your character waiting there and being nice to me....so I get out of my truck. She was cute and very nice and based on our conversation, intelligent.....she had a very nice car,..and a very nice bikini ;-))
We chatted while her friend was trying to find us....I asked her name and she said "IF" (not really,....but thats what we are calling her,....IF I was 5 minutes later I would have never met her. IF I would have just backed out and left without acknowledging herI would have never met her....SO IF it is). I asked her if the number she gave me was really to Luigi's Pizza...and she said NO call it,....I want your number anyway,...so I called it sure enough it was her. So I said were you serious about the date and she said ABSOLUTELY....I said well I have nothing else to do for sure....she her either.....and beside this is a KARMA thing!!! Her friend showed up,..I gave up the spot and she waived at me and said nice to meet me,....I said the same...last words from her..CALL ME! Funny. So I will call her, she was very cute....I know nothing more than this about her and she looked kickass in a bikini!!! I will keep you updated....

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Now that's funny!!!! DD

Its Lonely In Space

Okay,..I have been on MySpace for a few weeks now. Cool that I have run onto old friends for sure,..but I was hoping for a little something something! Here is a great typical dating story....I noticed today that Lexus reemerged......I met her on MySpace and we hit it off,.....we were planning our first trist. It comes down to the Friday before,..actually the night I was to pick Cubana up from the airport 9yes,..so what she was my rebound and I deserved this), but she (lexus) stated she was reconciling with her ex.......and they were getting back together....this only addedinsult to injury for me but perhaps I deserved it,...she was my #2,..its only fair I was hers....but I was pissed,..because we did hit it off.....and she played me....no biggy, but dammit man!
So now she is back,..we have not made contact,..but will I am sure.............

Myspace emails sent 79: Responses 6....no prospects.....going to regroup and form a new battleline. I will post all of my pics here for voting....Committee you are to decide, with others also involved.......we are going to pick top 5 of 12.........will update this weekend!
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The Swingsteins

No they are not a Jewish rock band, and frankly they aren't even related by marriage or otherwise, but they are my friends and they swing. Swing you ask?? Isn't that something they did in the 70's? Well err yes! And apparently they still do it today. Now barring a few ummmm skeletons in my closet,..This is not my cup of tea, however....I find it interesting. King Swingstein is a friend of mine and a colleague (not of swinging, but professionally), he does this all the time. Now we have compared war stories and although I believe to have him beat in bed post notches,....it won't stay that way if he keeps tagging two at a time,.....virtually cutting my lead in half each time. But he is not the only one (well obviously it takes two to tango, but I am excluding his live in Queen Swingstein). KS and I are relatively new friends, but we have been colleagues for a couple of years, but until recently had not gotten very personal in our conversations.
At my watering hole is also a few Swingsteins, related? Doubtful,....but same same. One has attempted over and over to get me involved, we'll call her Pork Chop...she is relatively attractive MILF, and very funny an fun to hang out with. She and her Hubby swing pretty regular, mostly because he can't stop her from getting action on the side, and if you can't beat them join them.....PCS has been trying to get me in the rack for at least 3 months. And if I sit next to her at the bar I often get molested to some degree...I even get late night booty calls. I have declined....Last Friday a cute, augmented, slim, mid-thirties young lady slid up to the bar next to PCS and I. We'll call her Lean Swingstein. Her and PCS hit it off pretty quick. So much that I thought they knew each other prior, but after some discussion they did not. But they became rather friendly with each other and then of course me, attempting to lure me away from the bar to another dive. Had it not been for the hell week I had I work,..I would have at least entertained the idea of moving to another venue,..but I was quite content sipping my beer, followed with shots of cherry vodka and then heading home to grill a steak.
I got many phone calls that night from them begging me to come up and hang out with them. Come Monday I heard the story, almost sorry I missed it. And Lean was definitely the piece of work I thought her to be. But after things I have done in my life this lifestyle isn't for me, even if King Swingstein keeps trying to talk me into it. I think I have perhaps become more jealous as I have gotten older and wouldn't share too well. I certainly couldn't do this with someone I am involved with beyond booty calls now. It's not stage freight by any stretch I can be quite the exhibistionist and it definitely not anything else,...So I began to kind of dissect it. You know what I conclusion I came to? I am out seeking a wife,...not a lay and the worst part is that might be exactly my problem. Does that mean I am changing my ways? Naaaaaahhhhh, but if enough alcohol flows and the dry spell long enough who knows.
I do thinks its funny some of the stories KS tells me though, luckily when I was more errrrr, ummmm inclined to do these things, I can completely understand where he is coming from, and to say the least it is definitely less complicated.....than dating. But KS and I got into a conversation that he liked having the new adventures and so did Queen.....but my argument centered around my experience with women, and thus became the crux of my argument. I prefer to find someone moderately good at shagging, and then train them to please me and be trained to please them.....because it is then when sex comes across at 4 or 5 levels of the psyche that I find it fun. I understand both sides of the coin,....but there is not doubt after all these years and the shear number of women I have shagged that sex is the best with someone you have trained to be exactly what you want and it turn have been trained....but with that said I do miss the fun of just breaking anonymous furniture with strange to a degree...I guess both side have validity!
So unless I have a record breaking dry spell (doubtful) or too much drink (possible) I stick to the mission plan. I will live vicariously through King and Queen Swingstein,..and giggle at the sometimes drama that happens when you swing..........

Date Rape Drug...Men Beware

IMPORTANT NOTICE:

Police warn all male clubbers, partygoers and unsuspecting pub regulars to be more alert and cautious when accepting a drink offer from a woman.

There is a date rape drug going around called "beer" and it appears in liquid form. - The drug is being used by female sexual predators at parties to persuade male victims to have sex with them.

"Beer" is available virtually anywhere. All a women has to do is persuade a guy to consume a few units of "beer" and simply ask him home for "no-strings-attached sex". Men are rendered helpless against such attacks.

After several "beers" men will often succumb to performing sex acts on horrific looking women who they would never normally be attracted to.

Men often wake up after having "beer" with only hazy memories of what happened to them the night before -- just a vague feeling that something bad occurred.

At other times these unfortunate men might be conned into a familiar scam known as "a relationship" -- apparently men are easier victims for this scam after the "beer" has been administered and they have already been sexually attacked. Forward this alert to every male you know..........

However, if you fall victim to this insidious drug and the predatory women administering it, there are male support groups where you can discuss the details of your shocking encounter in an open manner with a bunch of similarly affected victims.

For your nearest support group, look up "Taverns" in the yellow pages.



Updates coming tonight. "The Swingsteins" and follow up on MySpace,....funny thing about Space,...it sure is lonely.....

"Player" status,...I have been benched for weeks......but I am warming up for the game this time.

Vegas............What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas as the saying goes................UNLESS you are "Dating Dave" in which case I will be blogging live from Vegas,......errrrr well sort of....May 26th-June 1st. I wonder just how much trouble I can get into in 6 days......I will know some people there so it should be interesting.....including JM (you know who you are)...she is the only person who's love life can be as bad as mine!!! Will post later

Right of Passage

My grandfather was a barber and so was his father. Collectively between them was 125 years of Barbering experience! Now that may not seem like it means very much, I mean a Barber???,..but let me say that to me and any even remotely refined man it means more than anyone can explain......but let me try. Growing up, particularly as a little boy,..I would occasionally have to go to my "Pop's" Barber Shop,..he was either babysitting me or I was in need of having my "ears lowered". I remember those trips with such vividness that they are forever a part of me. The smell of Clubman by Pinnaud, the smell of Barbasol shaving cream, the stories old men tell when they hang out on a Saturday morning, talking about their gardens, their yards, their cars, their boyhoods, their kids, their grandkids, their families, and things old men talk about.
When I was 12 or so, Pop asked me if I wanted a man's haircut......I was 12 and in the sanctity of the Barber Shop, surrounded by men of all generations.....of course. And when your grandfather asks you that,..of course you say "yes". It was that day that I remember in particular. This day is exactly why every person should spend time with their grandparents,..and exactly what is some times is missing from our society......TRADITIONS...and the value your own history contains. Why was today a right of passage, just like that day?
Well, growing up around a 2nd generation barber is a part of Americana. It is a part of our history and a lost art. Today you roll up to the Stuper-Cuts or Head of Hair or whatever and walk in to several women either busy "styling" hair or giving a quick cut. Nothing that is even remotely close to the days of old. Now,...... its a matter of convienence or inconvienince depending on how you view a haircut,.....long ago it was an event! A Saturday morning,...a day for a man that worked hard all week to catch up on gossip, get treated royaly, get cleaned up, and relax for a moment in his life. This won't make sense to some that read,..but I will clear this up for you!
As I said this is completely a lost art,..most women that read this will have no understanding of it, until they see the results,..and most men that read this will barely remember a day as such...but I seek these things out! I am hardly the normal man. And when it comes to getting a haircut,...it is soooo much more to me than most.....and to me thats ashame...it is a pleasure for me and I look forward to it.....why? Because it doesn't have to be just a haircut!
Knowing all this,......I experienced something today that gave me new hope and made me feel awesome....Since I come from a barber background (although not a Barber myself) I appreciate getting the treatment. Women have manicures, pedicures, spas, and facials and many other things that sometimes can make them feel like a queen. Although men CAN go to get these as well, its likely you will be beat up as you come out of one of these places by any man passing by,...and as well you should be. But men, have little in the way of making them feel like a KING, which we all know outranks the Queen!! ;-))
Today I went to my normal barber,...which as I stated has become less of an event and more of an inconvienience. This all changed today when I met "T" the Barber. As I walked in, normally there are three women working there. It is a "Barber Shop" in the regard that there is a Barber pole outside and there are Barber chairs inside. But aside from that nothing special. Today I walked in an "T" was sitting in one of the chairs (something all Barbers do is sit in their own chairs and read the paper). I had never seen "T" there before. He hopped up and asked me to sit. For the next 30 minutes I got the treatment. What is the treatment? Well it starts like this......unlike StuperCuts or any other knock-off Barber wanna be,...you DO NOT get hosed down with chilled water from a spray bottle so that your hair can be cut. You are not shampooed with Aardvark-apple essence imported crap and scalding then freezing water while rocked back into a nasty ass sink. You get a dry cut, as it should be. So as I sit down, I explain what I want in Barber terms to a real Barber.....it was awesome,..he knew exactly what I wanted.
I gave him the run down: #2 guard sides and back, square the neck, even the side burns, trim the top to layer, cover the crown.......ahhhhhhhh great old fashioned Barber lingo....
He didn't proceed to just clip, he started on oneside and went around to the other like an artist. Then out came REAL Barber shears, not the hedge clippers the hacks use...but real Barber shears. I hear a noise, very familiar...he was sharpening them on a REAL leather Barber sharpening strap,..WOW a professional and OLD SCHOOL! For ech clip he made,..there was the tale-tale sound of three extra clips clearing the shears of hair. He didn't just comb the hair down and cut it even,...OH NO! He combed at angles and cut. He lifted hair with his fingers and cut.....it was Michael Angelo like. Then he went back to clippers to clean up the neck and ears. Then I hear my favorite sound in the world and as I was listening to it,...I felt the warmth of a hot towel placed over my neck and ears.....BLISS I tell you BLISS,...I knew what was next. YEP HOT LATHER.......over the ears, around the neck....man what a feeling! Then the freshly leathered straight edge razor (few people even know how to open one). As if he was a sculpter sculpting art in clay, he removed the unwanted short hair from above my ears and neck....that is a feeling I can explain to no one,..he gingerly wiped the lather off onto the still warm towel he draped over my schmock, that relaxed my shoulders.....the feel and sound of a straight razor trimming, is one you never forget....then immediately I could smell Clubman ( a very benign manly smell, so familiar to me...it is a light soapy clean fragrance and as familiar as Old Spice, just not near as strong and the same since the 1870's). He wiped the Clubman over my ears and neck to soothe any razor burn,..of course there was none,..but going from warm lather to evaporating alcohol,..will almost make you shiver with delight!
Was it over here???? Hell no it wasn't over, thankfully....I was melting in the chair. Then I got a light dusting of talc, with a REAL Barber "Duster" further cooling my neck and face.....I was dusted of ALL cut hairs,....not one annoying cut hair left on my face, nose, ear, neck....it wasn't in my shirt,..it was all strategically placed on my schmock. Then the last familiar sound......the massage!!!!! OH HOW I LOVE THE MASSAGE!!! See, back in the day when men got "The Treatment" the massager was an art all of its own, there is no rubbing, there are no attachments....it is the size of half a red brick. It plugs straigt into 120volts (not some wussy battery operated junk) and it had four springs that wrapped around its face. I knew the sound the second I heard it.......Wow PLEASE NEVER LET THIS END!!!!!! The Barber puts the brick on the back of his hand and the springs stretch across his palm. He then lays his palm springs down in three places resting about 10 seconds at each. He starts on the left shoulder muscle, then the back of the neck, then the right......this is no wussy vibration,..this is industrial strength I tell ya! So strong that when its on your neck,..your vision blurs.......
Done yet? Oh no......next he asked if I wanted my goat-tee trimmed. Why yes of course I would, thank you. Carefully and with precision first the clippers then the shears,...making sure all whiskers were equal. Then a quick snip of the eyebrows......to remove the long hairs that grow too easily here and no longer on top of my head!
Finally I was handed the mirror, to check out his work...PERFECT! And just as I asked. He pulled the schmock off of me carefully making sure not one hair landed on my slacks or shirt. During the entire time cutting we talked about fishing,..ohhhh how the reds were running and the flounder were fat and easy to catch on mud minnows......while talking he never missed one cut, never paused for a second,...unlike the hacks,..who have to stop to talk. I found a new fishing hole and told him of one of mine.....
Only one thing was missing and that was an elderly black man, shining shoes in the window for $2. I miss the snap sounds of a fast polish and mirror like shine,..but this was enough for one day. Women eat your hearts out! You spend $40 bucks on nails and manicures, and from a Vietnamese (as I am told are the best for this) lady you can't talk to. I spent $12 on this episode and tipped him an addtional $5, so all this for under $20. From now on the third Monday of every month, "T" and I have a Man-Date! To cut my hair, and talk of successes in fishing, and probably of our families, just like the tradition I was raised in.....
I walked out of there feeling like a million dollars,..no 2 million. I looked dapper, was not itchy, and was looking forward to the weekend when I can try out my new fishing spot! Truly a man moment...and we get so few!!!!! This is a lost art and a lost tradition. Women if you have children, get your husband or significant other (because Barber shops are MAN ZONES, kind of like a club) and take your boys down to a piece of Americana, The Barber Shop! Saturday morning is the best time to go!
If I made this sound virtually erotic to me,...its because it is in a weird way! AS I explained this experience to my favorite bar fly,...a slight man, short, in his mid 60's,....he knew of what I spoke and wanted every single detail! When I was done....he said that was almost erotic told as only the grandson and great grandson of a barber could tell it....we then traded barber shop stories from our youths, his cuts only cost $1.25 and he would walk there every 1st Saturday of the month. "T" has a new customer!
I tell you all of this because men require a "Cave" this is elluded to in Men are from Mars and Women are from somewhere else book. It is also noted here in part:

"GAINESVILLE, Fla. — From strip clubs and golf courses to barber shops and garages, a University of Florida English professor has pulled back the curtain on the last oases of unfettered masculinity and written a new book aimed at explaining just what makes those places so attractive to the burlier sex.

What’s more, those cave-bear haunts are on the endangered list, the victims of political correctness and gender equality, says James B. Twitchell, author of “Where Men Hide” (Columbia University Press). The book, illustrated throughout by photographer Ken Ross, is due out early next month.

When it comes to hiding, Twitchell says, don’t expect men to necessarily know what you’re talking about."

You can find the article in it's enirity here:

The BARBER SHOP IS A MAN CAVE and my new place to seek solice as it was once long, long ago....

Overloaded!

Okay well work has been keeping me super busy,...and thats a good thing. I have heard from Cubana, she was checking up on me. I am not sure what that means, but it was via email and last for two go rounds....I let it go at that. It was idle chit chat, and apparently she has checked up on me via my bartender as well (a mutual friend)....we will see what happens in July,..when i suspect I may see her again. Time will tell...

So as an update today:

22 March 2006
LOVE AT 365TH SIGHT
TRUE ROMANCE 'TAKES A YEAR'
By Graham Brough

MANY old romantics will beg to differ...but scientists reckon there's no such thing as love at first sight.

In fact, they claim it takes a year for couples to find true romance.

So that knotted feeling in the stomach when you first spot the person you want to share the rest of your life with is not the real thing, according to researchers.

True love is a "combination of passion, intimacy and commitment" which does not kick in until about 12 months into a relationship.

A study of 147 couples who met through online dating agency Match.com found that 61 per cent had high levels of the three components - and most had been together a year.

Around 16 per cent experienced "companionate love", with intimacy and commitment but not much passion. Those who had just met or had not been together long were going through what the researchers from Bath University called non-love, with low levels of all three ingredients.


Study chief Dr Jeff Gavin said: "To date there has been no systematic study of relationships formed online. Love is an important predictor of success, stability and relationship satisfaction. It is a multi-faceted concept."

But the line "I think I'm falling in love with you, just give it a year" does not have the same romantic ring about it.

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