Topic: WC - Daily Practice
Tuesday 5:29pm 14Nov06
I asked a man out today. ha ha. Well he is a man but happens to be in his seventies. He owns a company who provides a service to our building. On one of his first visits and while waiting for my boss, he sat down and chatted with me. He told me a handful of stories about his youth and had me cracking up over his escapades. I thought then that I'd love to go out and have a couple drinks with this man and find out more. Hey it's all material. But I'm very much one of those people who loves to sit at the feet of my elders and find out whatever they want to tell me about a time when I wasn't alive.
Anyway when I told him that I wanted to go out to dinner with him he said, "I fear I'd have a heart attack in the middle of dinner trying to get my hands on you." ha ha. Older men are charmers for sure. You young guys should get some pointers. Just a thought.
R.Mac and I discussed how many laughs we have and the personal information we've divulged despite the fact that we've never met face to face. She has started a campaign to tap on every black woman with shaved hair who looks fit and may drink potato juice. Too funny and R.Mac... good luck!
I had this brilliant plan to go to a movie on Tuesdays and Sundays. The Tuesday night has already fallen apart. Most of the movies start after 6pm. I want to see a movie around 5pm so I still have time to write afterwards. sigh! So much for that effort. Just trying to shake up the schedule so I'm not too hermit-like. Oh well, maybe I'm meant to be a hermit. For now anyway.
The novel is going well. Glad to be writing everyday. Thinking about it a lot during the day which always helps my focus when I sit down and write. That whole washing/cutting that man right out of my hair has done wonders for my focus. It always does. Bastards! Love to love em, love to hate em.
I'm apparently going out with my boys and the boys from the cafe that my boys frequent on their breaks tomorrow night. The boys from the cafe are younger than me and drinking animals. Every time I go out with them I have to leave early and go to bed. I'll probably be passed out by 6:30pm tomorrow. There goes that spiritual realization I'm always thinking about following. Maybe I'll be self realized next week.
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