SUNDAY … 23 August 2009 … 7:30 in the p.m.
I did it, and I don’t know IF I enjoyed the results! 
Dressed up in the above mone-drob. Headed to a little jazz set where the music is played by a 3-4 member band. Hungry, I go to the bar for delicious chicken tenders.
There are two ladies (40-45) sitting at the bar siping on some liquid courage. As soon as I walked in the door, their eyes covered me from head-to-toe. I sat down, and ‘Hi’ came from both.
The one closest to me, started adjusting her shirt. The one at the end of the bar was feeling it from her drinks … she eyed me the most. Their conversation invited me in … yudda yudda yudda. From the one farthest away came, “And what did your mother name you?” I told her my name, and she says, “You have some beautiful lips.” I said, “Thank you.”
My food comes. They both look at me, and I said, “Have some?” The one closest to me, said, “No thanks.” The one at the end of the bar said, “I’d like some.” The other says, “She’s want some,” with a shocked look on her face.
The lady comes over and helps herself to some fries, and then a tender, and says, “You really do have beautiful lips.”
She goes back to her seat, grabs her things and leave. No good bye to anyone.
I finish my tenders and 'taters, … Anyone seen Tater? … and leave. I say, “Good bye, Mary.” She gets up, comes shakes my hand, and say, “It was really nice to meet you.”
About 9:30, I met my friend and his girl at this pub. It’s kind of packed … I see this little young beauuuuuutiful little blonde that I had met two weeks ago. She see’s me, sits up with a bright smile, and says, "It’s good to see you again, and positions herself to give me a hug from her seat. I give her a hug, and go back to my friends.
His girls says, “You know, I don’t have your number.” I give it to her. As the glasses of beer and a couple of THREE WISE MEN disappears … everybody’s feeling good. My friend is talking to this guy, his girl, sitting between us two, looks over at me and say, “You know, if I every get you alone, I’m raping you!” Calmly I say, “Yeah, why is that?” She says, “Cause I love everything about you, and you smell so damn good! I told my mom about you, and she wants to meet you, but I think I want you for myself.” 
Still acting cool, I say, “Okay.”
The night goes on, and now everyone’s dancing. The little blonde walks by and pokes me in the side. I grab her hand, pull her close, and say, “It’s against the law to touch someone in their sides. How do you plead?” She said, “Guilty!” She’s close to me, and I’m seeing nothing but pupils! She barely had any white to her eyes. Was it the dark place, or the mix? I say both.
The night comes to a close, the little blonde gives me a good bye hug. I go to stay at my friends. Yudda Yudda Yudda Yudda. He asked me if I’d give his girl a ride home, because he wasn’t up to it. Just as we get to her house, she says, “I’m serious! I gotta have some of you.” I said, “If you get &&&&& to say it’s okay that I give you some, I’ll give you some.” She looks at me, says goodnight, and gets out of my vehicle.
Nice mix, a couple of non-wanting hits, but … IT COMES WITH THE TERRITORY. 
East storms, due to 'cane that’s on the coast.