Lent and the taco girl
It is only one week into Lent and i have already decided that alcohol was a BAD thing to give up! Sigh. It is going to be a looong forty days.
On a completely different note... i came to the realization that i am a very boring individual. Seriously. I was working an extra job the other night at the hockey game (which the Oilers "surprisingly" lost... again...) and as the crowd was mingling out after the game this woman came up to me and handed me this coupon for a free taco at Taco Bueno. She said it was from the tall skinny blonde girl. I immediately became offended thinking, "so you think i'm too skinny to be a cop and need to eat more, huh?! punk!" and threw the coupon on a seat. (please, don't comment... i know, i know.)
So i went back to the seat and looked on the other side of the coupon and discovered a note. "You are so adorable. 555-####, 'name'." Now because the planets were aligned in a specific cosmic pattern for the first time in 5 millinia i did something completely unlike me and actually called this mystery girl while i was on my way home... and because a series of asteroids that haven't been seen in 10 millinia flew past Pluto i did something even more unlike me and agreed to meet her and her friend at a local bar.
I know this bar. i know it very well. This particular bar happens to be in my beat. This would be the same bar where i got into the fight with the six angry drunk Canadians. That was an experience. Needless to say, i know almost all of the employees. The place is always crowded, and this particular night more so because there was a band playing. I have never been to this place off-duty.
I got to the joint first and attempted to play it cool. I hung out with the girl collecting the cover at the door. Known her for a long time so didn't have to worry about the cover. Go to the bar and attempt to buy a beer so i can "blend in". This one girl by the bar is talking to me a lot and making jokes. i'm not terribly sure is she was flirting or intoxicated, or both, but regardless she was nice. She asked me what i was drinking and it suddenly occurred to be that nobody serves Lienenkugals in this crazy state. So i stuck with a Bud. Which earned me another laugh from the crazy drunk girl. Who then turned around, bought me the beer, handed it to me smiling and said, "bet you don't get too many girls buying you the drink." I thanked the aligned planets for the low light and responded, "i don't go out much," which earned me yet another laugh and a, "I can tell, have a good night on me."
I went and hid behind my really hot friend taking cover charges at the door. Which didn't accomplish a whole lot because she just made fun of me too. When the girl who gave me her number showed up i got another drink with her and had a brief conversation. Nice girl. Pretty. TU student. ...and then i was drug out on to the dance floor. The planets were no longer aligned in my favor. But it was cool... i maintained confidence and plunged through. That is all confidence is really, plunging on regardless of fear, unfamiliarity, or discomfort. The dancing went very well actually. And it did feel good to be dancing with a pretty woman. It has been a while. Afterwards we parted ways and i said i'd call her. Maybe i will... but i don't think i'm her type.
Going out to bars, bar dancing, etc... just not my idea of a good time. Staying at home, cooking a meal, and watching a movie... good time. PAC... good time. Philbrook Museum, RedBud Valley, Riverwalk... good time. Which i have come to discover tends to place me in a "boring date" catagory. My buddy Larry at work says that i am too cultured for my age. Mainly because every time he pulls up next to me at work i'm listening to Beethovan and smoking a pipe or a Monte Cristo. That and because i really like Chilean and Italian wines. (fyi - Casellero del Diablo, Chilean, mmmmm... it is going to be a loooong Lent) Who knows... maybe i am a little too boring for my peers. I do enjoy a deep intellectual discussion. Unfortunately the only willing subject i have for such debates are my cats... and that's only because i feed them afterwards.
Its all good though. i enjoy my life... my pipe, my wine, my Beethovan collection... which is nothing rivaled to my U2 collection. (i still maintain that they are officially better and have done more for the music world than the Beatles) My mother says i need to go to church more... who knows, maybe i'll get a phone number on the back of an offering envelope...
On a completely different note... i came to the realization that i am a very boring individual. Seriously. I was working an extra job the other night at the hockey game (which the Oilers "surprisingly" lost... again...) and as the crowd was mingling out after the game this woman came up to me and handed me this coupon for a free taco at Taco Bueno. She said it was from the tall skinny blonde girl. I immediately became offended thinking, "so you think i'm too skinny to be a cop and need to eat more, huh?! punk!" and threw the coupon on a seat. (please, don't comment... i know, i know.)
So i went back to the seat and looked on the other side of the coupon and discovered a note. "You are so adorable. 555-####, 'name'." Now because the planets were aligned in a specific cosmic pattern for the first time in 5 millinia i did something completely unlike me and actually called this mystery girl while i was on my way home... and because a series of asteroids that haven't been seen in 10 millinia flew past Pluto i did something even more unlike me and agreed to meet her and her friend at a local bar.
I know this bar. i know it very well. This particular bar happens to be in my beat. This would be the same bar where i got into the fight with the six angry drunk Canadians. That was an experience. Needless to say, i know almost all of the employees. The place is always crowded, and this particular night more so because there was a band playing. I have never been to this place off-duty.
I got to the joint first and attempted to play it cool. I hung out with the girl collecting the cover at the door. Known her for a long time so didn't have to worry about the cover. Go to the bar and attempt to buy a beer so i can "blend in". This one girl by the bar is talking to me a lot and making jokes. i'm not terribly sure is she was flirting or intoxicated, or both, but regardless she was nice. She asked me what i was drinking and it suddenly occurred to be that nobody serves Lienenkugals in this crazy state. So i stuck with a Bud. Which earned me another laugh from the crazy drunk girl. Who then turned around, bought me the beer, handed it to me smiling and said, "bet you don't get too many girls buying you the drink." I thanked the aligned planets for the low light and responded, "i don't go out much," which earned me yet another laugh and a, "I can tell, have a good night on me."
I went and hid behind my really hot friend taking cover charges at the door. Which didn't accomplish a whole lot because she just made fun of me too. When the girl who gave me her number showed up i got another drink with her and had a brief conversation. Nice girl. Pretty. TU student. ...and then i was drug out on to the dance floor. The planets were no longer aligned in my favor. But it was cool... i maintained confidence and plunged through. That is all confidence is really, plunging on regardless of fear, unfamiliarity, or discomfort. The dancing went very well actually. And it did feel good to be dancing with a pretty woman. It has been a while. Afterwards we parted ways and i said i'd call her. Maybe i will... but i don't think i'm her type.
Going out to bars, bar dancing, etc... just not my idea of a good time. Staying at home, cooking a meal, and watching a movie... good time. PAC... good time. Philbrook Museum, RedBud Valley, Riverwalk... good time. Which i have come to discover tends to place me in a "boring date" catagory. My buddy Larry at work says that i am too cultured for my age. Mainly because every time he pulls up next to me at work i'm listening to Beethovan and smoking a pipe or a Monte Cristo. That and because i really like Chilean and Italian wines. (fyi - Casellero del Diablo, Chilean, mmmmm... it is going to be a loooong Lent) Who knows... maybe i am a little too boring for my peers. I do enjoy a deep intellectual discussion. Unfortunately the only willing subject i have for such debates are my cats... and that's only because i feed them afterwards.
Its all good though. i enjoy my life... my pipe, my wine, my Beethovan collection... which is nothing rivaled to my U2 collection. (i still maintain that they are officially better and have done more for the music world than the Beatles) My mother says i need to go to church more... who knows, maybe i'll get a phone number on the back of an offering envelope...
posted by Ida125 at 10:53 PM
7 Comments:
raoul... forgot to mention... have not had the pleasure of seeing SAW yet... but i hear that it is good.
Oh, it is. I think it's right up your alley. Even my GF liked it.
And don't worry, I think you're not "too" cultured for your age. I just think you may be taking the pursuit of finding a girl a bit too seriously. ;)
Honestly, joining a church group in the Catholic Church or something would be a great way for you to meet young women your age who probably will have similar interests.
Well, either that, or you can just try the offering envelope. You can then be offended that they're telling you you're a poor cop and don't give enough, throw the envelope on the pew next to you, and then realize that there are four phone numbers on the back of it from a gaggle of gals all wanting to meet you. :)
Anyway, dude, "enjoy" your lent. I think I gave up lent again for lent this year.
Great post, by the way.
Dangit... blogger dashboard just glitched out and deleted my reply. :(
Oh, well... here's the summary -
1. Yes, Saw is awesome. Even the GF liked it.
2. Don't worry so much about the ladies. It'll happen. Just be patient. :)
3. You might increase your chances of meeting a decent one at church, so maybe your mom has the right idea. ;)
4. You aren't "too" cultured. You're just cultured, period. Never let anyone tell you that it's a bad thing. I can understand the itching for a good intellectual discussion, too... it's tough to find in T-Town. But you could always ask my Dad to get in to an argument with you just for the hell of it. I'm sure he'd have fun with it. Or you could always come fight with us in the goat herd. I think I started a discussion over art and society on page 31 of the "Common Thoughts of A Grad Student" thread if you want to chip in to that one.
But seriously, I'm glad you're blogging. That gives us both a chance to keep up with each other more, and to get in to those intellectual discussions we both crave. :)
Awe! you'd be surprised...
Quijote and I do a lot of TV watching and dinners and museums... it's the best part of my day.
Of course, I do force him to dance with me... hehe.. that's a lot of fun too....
Well, you just got yourself a foreign reader ; )
First of all Officer, you're not too cultured, the ladies just aren't cultured enough. Educate them. And have fun while you're doing it. I remember a line from a Val Kilmer movie... "These girls have probably never met anyone as smart as you in their life... they might actually be impressed." Ah, Real Genius... if only the 80's were really that cool. And if only the economics department would let me play with lazers... hm....
Secondly, the idea that you're not this girl's type is a cop out... officer. Hehehe... oh man I've been saving that one since... heh... well anyway, the only type that matters is your type. If she isn't your type, then go with my blessing. But this stuff about you're not her type? Please...
And thirdly... when they joke with you, it's good! :P Tsk, officer. Tsk. Sounds like you had a good time though ;). You might want to call her back... random taco girls will at least produce a good story if nothing else.
If going to the park, having a nice dinner and watching movies and etc is a boring date, then I think I am in the same boat as you! I like those activities as well...
How come you didn't give me ALL of these details when you told me about TacoGirl????
My Mom just brought this to my attention... 1) she says she liked Taco Girl... dunno why...and 2) she jogged my memory of this... isn't this the girl that you were "tied up with" for some time one evening????
xoxox
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