April 10, 2008

• Yesterday was the twin's birthday so we went to Mark and Amy's house for dinner. Back when Addison had her first birthday, Mark's father in law made a wooden chair for Addison and he put a little plaque on it saying her name, that it was from him and the date. He did the same thing with each of the twins as well. He is very handy, the chairs look great and I don't think I could ever make a chair like that.

  Mark and Amy have a set of 3 or 4 folding wooden tv trays which they keep in their kitchen. I'm always worried that one of the babies would crawl into it and it hit them. After dinner we were given a pretty big scare when somebody bumped into one of the trays  and it fell on Izzy. I swear it hit her in the head, but I guess it must have hit her back or her leg. Although she cried, her head was not hurt and we didn't see a bruise or mark anywhere on her body. Still, it scared the shit out of me and everybody else who saw it.

  Last night we went to Clem's instead of going on Thursday like we normally do. While we were there, this cute girl walked in with 3 guys, one of them was kinda ugly, one was kinda cute, and one was SMOKIN. As for the girl, I was reminded quite frequently by Randy, Scooty and Keith about how amazing a certain part of her body was. Of course, I kept reminding them that her boyfriend (or at least the guy we assumed to be her boyfriend) was fucking hot too. While we were playing pool, she came up to me and asked me if she could play pool. I said after this game, it would be all hers. I mentioned that for this bar, she was overdressed as she had on a long white skirt with a red top. She said she always dresses that way.

  After we started playing darts, she came back up to us and asked for our names. Keith said his name was Keith but somehow, she didn't hear Keith but instead heard Cage. I dunno.............I'm thinking she might of had drunk ears. You know how people slur their speech when they are drunk, well maybe their hearing is slurred as well. Shit, it makes sense. Your speech is slurred, you are seeing double, why shouldn't your hearing be fucked up too?

  Anywho, this chick seemed to be all over the bar, back and forth between pool, the bar, the juke box and the dart board. As I was picking a song out of the juke box, she was asking me what I was picking. She talked me into playing Frank Sinatra's "Luck Be A Lady Tonight". Once the song started, she said she wanted to swing dance. She started to show me some moves when her "boyfriend" came up. I know you are all expecting things to turn bad, but honestly, he was cool. She tried to teach him how to dance but he just wasn't getting it. Ironically, I think for the first time in my life, my gayness started kicking (gay guys can dance) in because all of a sudden, I was able to dance.................at least better than him. So on she danced with me and her boyfriend thought nothing of it. And its not like he knew I was gay because to a stranger or the casual observer, its not very obvious. My guess though is that this was not his girlfriend. Shit, she was way to friendly with me and a couple of other guys at the bar to be dating this dude. Of course, the ironic part is that although she was very fun, I was not interested in her but instead in her "boyfriend".

  Keith had remarked that even if he were single, he could never start talking to a stranger like that. He said that its just my personality. Shit, I wish that John had at least some of my personality when it comes to things like that. I'm quite certain if I was interested and applied myself (assuming she was not with that other dude) I could have gotten her number last night and maybe even bagged her. Then again, maybe that's just my ego kicking in, after all I was not the only guy she was flirtatious with.

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