Well, I guess if you read my last post your now expecting a date report. So as not to disappoint, here it is. We had set the date up to meet at Chili's at 7pm.  I actually got there early. My violin lesson ended at 6:30 and it took me 20 minutes to get there. So I decided to get a table. As I am sitting there I get a water and patiently await her arrival, with nerves of course. At about seven I see this rather large women being led to a table. My heart pounds -- please don't be her, please don't be her. She's not looking around so I figure it wasn't her. At about 7:15ish I decide, well maybe she's here I just don't recognize her. And then I look all the way across the crowded restaurant and see what I think looks like her talking on her cellphone sitting at the bar. So I decide to go sit a couple of seats away from her at the bar. I then proceeded to call her. She hangs up her phone and sees it ringing again. I look at her with my cellphone as we both say "hello" at the same time.  Then it's like - we're off. We had a very good get-to-know-you conversation that lasted about 2 hours. I am good at those, as long as she can talk a lot I am home free. There are always standard no-brainer questions that take up a lot of time. If she talks more than usual then I get a good feeling about it. She is beautiful, smart, funny, has a very good outgoing personality, is a Christian, volunteers for the red cross, is a nurse about to go to graduate school, and loves guitar. I got some good signs - she was playing with hair a lot. We shall see how things progress. The date just kind of ended when we were finished eating and the meal was paid for. I asked for a second date. She said "we'll see". So you never know.  I could've done something wrong, it's really hard to say. I don't believe in leagues, but if it's true she might be out of my league. I remember back in college I went out with this girl who I had a similar rapport with. But she never called me afterwards. I found out a year later that she had other things going on at the time and we actually ended up becoming good friends. So I know not to expect anything, but it's always fun to dream.

Thought of the day
Witness:  Striker was the squadron leader. He brought us in real low, but he couldn't handle it.
Prosecuting Attorney:Buddy couldn't handle it? Was Buddy one of your crew?
Witness:  Right, Buddy was the bombardier, but it was Striker who couldn't handle it. And he went to pieces.
Prosecuting Attorney:Andy went to pieces?
Witness:  No, Andy was the navigator, he was all right. Buddy went to pieces. It was awful how he came unglued.
Prosecuting Attorney:  Howie came unglued?
Witness:  Oh no, Howie was a rock, the best tail-gunner in the outfit. Buddy came unglued.
Prosecuting Attorney:  And he bailed out?
Witness:  No, Andy hung tough, Buddy bailed out! How we survived, was a miracle.
Prosecuting Attorney:   Then Howie survived?
Witness:  No, 'fraid not. We lost Howie the next day.
--Airplane II