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.