OMG... I've been listening to the new 'Coldplay' album... OMG, they have Tove Lo on one of the songs
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Posted:Dec 5, 2015 11:00 pm
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OMG... I've been listening to the new 'Coldplay' album... OMG, they have Tove Lo on one of the songs... I'm in love with this cd... Coldplay is back!!!
Ok... I admit it, I could be a diva... but, I love 'Coldplay' and their new album came out two days ago...
So, you know how I have posted some of 'Tove Lo's' music in my blogs... I think it was the one when Kathy, my co-worker took me to lunch... well, anyway, her lyrics are pretty racy, but I don't hold it against her... at least she can read, write and sing... oh god can she sing... I'll probably have one or two of their songs on my February cd... I do need to post my December list, but, there is not enough quid pro quo so far... my soul is fading fast, I'm not feeling the love... just sayin'...
I am listening to some clips right now... I have some favs from the album already... the one from Tove Lo and another... but, I'm just letting you know that I'm thrilled... plus, their concert tour kicking off this album starts in April... I may have to get one of my Spanish bloggers to buy me rt tickets to Barcelona and tix to the concert to see Coldplay in May 26, of 2016... "I'm so excited and I just can't hide it I'm about to lose control and I think I like it." I haven't seen the US concert tour dates yet... so, there is hope that I may see them in Dallas... the last time I saw them in Dallas at the American Airline Center, we got to meet the band... that was AWZAM!!!
and, that's all Dreamboy has to say about that!!!
so excited, so excited, so excited, so excited...
just sayin'...
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I met her in 2006, I had a contract in Fort Worth, Texas and worked there for almost a year... She
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Posted:Dec 5, 2015 8:17 am
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I met her in 2006, I had a contract in Fort Worth, Texas and worked there for almost a year... She was the hotel manager where I spent the nights Monday thru Thursday, returning back to my house Fridays for the weekend...
She said she only liked country music... she said a lot of things back then, mostly that she didn't like anything that she already didn't know... I thought that that was so venutian of her... I know, some of you will say, what a stereotypical fuck... and, that's ok, because history has provided me with many lessons...
Anyway, it started innocently enough as she provided all of the guests with 'cross marketing' coupons from local restaurants where you got a free appetizer or a 'BOGO' or something, in exchange, she gave the restaurants free advertising and reduced rates to other businesses to co-brand what they were doing...
Well, of course Dreamboy was only too happy to try any and all of the coupons that she handed out... At one point, I even complained how could I not when the little candy baskets that they gave away monthly for some kind of business promotion... when I complained about that, Delilah (I've fantasized about the singer Delilah out of European fame... I may post some of her songs, she really moves me... but, that is another post... for this excerpt, I choose to call my lover 'Delilah' laughed so hard that she was crying... and, the regional manager for the hotels was in the back area and she came up front and wanted to know what was so funny... when she found out that I was complaining about how come I never win the monthly basket, she reached over grabbed the basket and said: 'congratulations, you win the monthly drawing'... of course I said seems like this promotion is rigged, but, I'll take it... that brought another round of laughs...
Well, then one thing led to another and she joined me for dinner one night and we went to a steak restaurant in Fort Worth near the zoo. the hotel was off of South University about a 1/2 mile from I-30 and just five minutes from the office... I got to sample many restaurants during that 10 month stretch in Fort Worth... But, what was incredibly pleasing to me, among other things was that she never asked or let me pay for the meals, with or without the discount coupon... Yes, later on, she would let me pay for my meal... but, rarely, she wanted to keep these outings at a professional level...
She had an easy going manner... she was a great listener, and had a beautiful, healthy laugh... but, she also could tell me some stories that were very funny... we sampled many restaurants over the next few months without becoming romantically involved... I do things slow, and easy... I don't need to rush into anything... that was also her way... we all have closets, past memories, some good, some not so good, some we just want to eradicate out of our lives... but, those were here too, and they will not leave easily... anyway, my point to this particular story is the 'I only like country music' statement that she made during my first impression of her... that is normally 'a deal breaker' for me... country music is not one of my fav genres, but, every now and then one of those songs comes and moves me ever so gently...
So, before you know it, she allows me to drive her to places instead of meeting me there after her shift... She was a stickler for company policy and what you could and couldn't do with guests... I joked to her, that, perhaps, I should move to a different hotel so that she would have less inhibitions... she had a good laugh at that one...
well, we hit restaurants like: 'Pappadeaux'; 'SaltGrass'; 'Texas De Brazil'; 'Sushi Rock'; 'PF Changs'; and others... she loved them, and we had some great conversations... I also introduced her to the Fort Worth 'Water Gardens'... some of you will remember that I posted another blog about that incredible site on my train trip to Fort Worth with Azhar (I'm going to have finish the hot air balloon story sometime...). Well, for weeks we enjoyed each other's company...
So, here's the crazy thing... I loved the group Ambrosia from the late 70s & 80s eras... and, when the movie 'Knocked Up' came out in June of 2007, Ambrosia launched a tour starting in March of 2007. One of the cities they were going to visit was Dallas. They announced a free concert in March, 2007 outside of the American Airlines center... I said, I'm in... and I put it on my calendar and decided to go, trouble is, nobody cared about going with me... except Delilah, said what the heck, she hadn't heard of them, and she would go with me... By this time, she wasn't as in to country music has she had been earlier... Now, this is us having dinners out for a few months with nothing else going on... Hmmm, I've probably lost most of you by now, but, this is my story... so, I will continue...
She'd been listening to my songs.. as some of you know I cut my own cds... I get inspiration from youtube; some of you; my ; and people I meet... but, mostly, it is me spending time listening to various musicians on youtube... She started liking my songs... as you might gather, I don't like people touching my buttons in my car or even a perfect stranger (female) groping me (I threw that in because one of the bloggers I read posted a blog about what guys would do if unknown females walked up to them and groped them... That is not me... I don't do that to women, if a woman wants me to touch her, then, she will say 'Dreamboy, touch me, or she will grab my hand or body part and have her excitement, if she and I want that, and only then... it is respect for a human being...). In a bedroom, that is a different story... Anyway, I don't like people messing with the buttons on my car... I don't do that to people... well, she was polite and she asked me to re-play a song... she did that a lot... because there was more to life than 'country'...
So, we go to the concert... Delilah brought a thick blanket/comforter for us to sit on because it was an outside venue... there were less than 500 people gathered to listen to the 2 hour concert... they played all of the songs I liked including the song 'Biggest part of me' that was featured on the movie soundtrack... That's the first time that I saw Katherine Heigl... Yes, she is in my sliding top 30 too... I am a weak, flawed creature, but, I know what I like...
Back to the concert... I found myself singing to some of the songs and Delilah was just watching me be the that I am... I don't think there is anything wrong with singing in the shower or singing in the car or singing at a concert... My thinks I'm crazy 'cause I've taken her to a few concerts and we both sing the songs while driving to the concert and then we belt them out as the band is playing them... I don't care... alas, I am not a 'gifted' singer like some of you... but, I don't care... if I like a song, a band, even a female band (now this is kind of crazy), one of my 's friends is crazy... her name is Courtney... and when I mention her to my I refer to her as Crazy Courtney... my rolls her eyes and flips her hair when I do that, but, I can't help it...
'That's how much I feel, feel for you baby... ' one of the lyrics... I'm not in tune, but, I'm having fun... what a fun time we both had... mainly, Delilah is laughing at me, because she is seeing a grown man sing songs with a band in public... I've done stranger things than this in public, but, some of you have read those blogs... they were selling cds after the concert... I bought her one, and the band autographed it... she gave it back to me, 'cause she knew how much I liked it... but, I told her, only if she accepted another would I take it back... so, she accepted the bands greatest hits cd that I bought and she wore that cd out... before you knew it she was humming their songs... 'country girl, my ass'... it's just a matter of perspective really...
Well, that's enough for this story...
please let me know your thoughts...
thanks, in advance... gettin' ready to go to Winstar today...
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'I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa... Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player...'
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Posted:Dec 2, 2015 7:57 pm
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'I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa... Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player...'
I heard this song by "Notorious B.I.G.' called 'Big Poppa' for the first time when I saw the movie 'Hardball' with Keanu Reaves...
The movie starts out sad; gets funny; gets real sad; and then ends with you feeling better, because you experienced some life situations...
Now, it's not a total 'feel good' movie because some not so nice stuff happens to people during the entire movie... 'And in the end, the love you get is equal to the love you give' (from 'The End' by the Beatles'... so, true in this movie... and, I think of people in general...
'The love you get is equal to the love you give'... I've always liked this line...
So, like in this movie... the young pitcher gets in his groove by playing the song while he is on the mound... He feels invincible, unhittable, on a different plateau than everybody else... Later, in the movie a manager from the opposing team objects to the wearing headphones on the mound, and the umpire makes him remove them. The parents and fans of the team, know the song and sing it out loud so that he can continue pitching and be 'in his zone'... there are several positive sequences in the movie and some not so positive scenes that make me pause and think about life for a few moments...
Just felt like putting that out there...
I enjoy reading happy posts...
thanks for your comments...
have a great day!!!
Awzam...
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I've been inspired by many posts from you lately... and, so I write this post for how i feel about
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Posted:Nov 29, 2015 10:55 am
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I've been inspired by many posts from you lately... and, so I write this post for how i feel about the wonderful words that you have written...
Billy Joel - 'Just the Way You Are'
Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore
I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble We never could have come this far I took the good times; I'll take the bad times I'll take you just the way you are
Don't go trying some new fashion Don't change the color of your hair You always have my unspoken passion Although I might not seem to care
I don't want clever conversation I never want to work that hard I just want someone that I can talk to I want you just the way you are
I need to know that you will always be The same old someone that I knew What will it take till you believe in me The way that I believe in you?
I said I love you and that's forever And this…
Some of you post words that move me... I know that they are not written exclusively for me, as you state that clearly... but, I luv them...
Some of post pictures that overwhelm me... 'you take my breath away...'; they may not be you, but, you have posted them and you have written comments that sway me... just posting pics is like looking at a magazine... but, posting and commenting is a different thing altogether especially, if a line here or there is borrowed (possibly from me)... yes, I do read...
Some of you go to great lengths to translate and then post lyrics to my blogs like I post to yours... some of you share lyrics to me in messages... I luv that... I used to say that I luv women and fast cars... but, that is not the case... I luv women and music...
Some of you come to just take a piece of my soul as you just come to get the songs that I post, kind of reminds me of a Karen Carpenter song... but, it's ok, at least you come... and I thank you for that... (and, BTW, none of these are mine... only, most of the words I write belong to me(Michael McDonald 'You belong to me'...), so it's all good...
-- I want you just the way you are --
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I get so much pleasure out of reading some of your blogs, so, when you make a request from me I...
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Posted:Nov 27, 2015 7:34 pm
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I get so much pleasure out of reading some of your blogs, so, when you make a request from me I will see if I can honor that request...
Most times, they are not crazy... so, I'm happy to oblige...
Here is the request I got earlier today, while reading thru messages, blogs and posts to my blogs...
"I want music that is life affirming. Powerful music that inspires one to fight their circumstances and survive. "
Normally, I reserve the right to pick and choose (except sometimes, people put constraints on me like 'clean lyrics and such, which I can understand). With this particular request I was presented with four songs that had to be on here, so, I'm ok with that... but, like I said normally, I like to have total interpretive and creative freedom so that I can balance out the songs, like Dreamboy likes to do in his easy going fashion... Plus, this is not my 'December' song list which a few of you have been asking for... I'm not a DJ, I'm just a simple man who enjoys melonlicious women and music, not necessarily in that order...
I would hope that you would purchase the songs so that the creators get their just desserts for the wonderful work that they do...
So, below is the list... I hope it comes out... If for some reason it doesn't stay and you are interested, I will make it so that you can enjoy it...
thanks for the read... list reposted... please let me know your thoughts!!!
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They came out of thin air today, funny what the holidays will do to people... I don't know if you
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Posted:Nov 26, 2015 10:08 pm
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They came out of thin air today, funny what the holidays will do to people... I don't know if you remember that I have written about some of my lovers from the past...
Well, today is a rare and special day for me as the year passes me by every now and then on thanksgiving... I"ve always told my mother that I was the perfect one given to her to deliver on a day that every one gives thanks... of course, like many women, she rolls her eyes and flips her hair... I get that a lot...
anyway, two of my past lovers reached out to me today... they've been relatively quiet these past few years... I only hear from them on my birthday, Christmas and new years... sometimes on father's day... but, I don't expect or anticipate...
I sure do enjoy hearing from them...
they each have similar stories... they live over 500 miles from me... but, the distance was not all that far when we met... One lives in Kansas where I used to reside years ago... the other lives in New Mexico... Each is taking care of their parents due to age and illness and circumstance... they are wonderful passionate women that wanted more in a relationship than I was able to give...
they never forget these special occasions... they either text me, call me or send me an email message... it's always short, sweet, simple... I will do the same... what is it that keeps them coming back with the door open, but, not quite all the way... It's been three years since I saw one and four years since I saw the other one... they are special women... they deserve someone that can provide for all of their needs without thinking twice about it... 'I say, if it's not you, if it's not you... it will be no one...' and that's what it seems like...
I feel that if I just dropped everything and journeyed to them, that that would be it... but, I haven't done that... I should just let them go... just like some of the songs that I listen to... 'say my name but in that tone again...' yes, that's how they say my name... they don't change the tone, the inflection of their voice... the pauses... the uncomfortable silence that could lead to a question of total finality... as opposed to that open possibility, never asked, never pushed, always there in the background... these women are passionate, loving, caring... they see Dreamboy... but, they've wanted more, they've needed more, but, they never asked... it seemed like they made choices...
They always enjoyed my music, conversation, trips to the museums; concerts; restaurants; and the passion that we shared... oh, there was passion, but that wasn't all there was...
just thought I'd share that tonight...
thanks for reading...
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OMG... Azhar called me up last night... she said: 'Dreamboy we go balloon ride tomorrow?' Part II...
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Posted:Nov 24, 2015 7:56 pm
Last Updated:Dec 6, 2015 1:13 pm
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It was so cold... and, Azhar and I were in the basket of the hot air balloon...
we were getting ready to take off as Jim, Mr. balloon man was getting everything ready... two other entourages pulled up near us and had deposited additional balloons... It looks like the word had gotten out thru Jim and Krrrristi and the morning was right with the cool temperatures and a westerly breeze coming thru Plano, Texas at the Quad C campus...
Now, to the balloons that had joined us... I am not a hot air balloon aficionado, I am here just for the ride as Azhar has become friends with Krrrristi the AA flight attendant we met on our trip to Cancun... that was a pretty awzam trip... but, that is another story already told... and, Krrrristi seems to know everybody in the DFW metroplex... I'm serious, what with the doctors and the baseball suite tix and the football suite OMG, Dreamboy is one lucky man... and, he will take luck over intelligence any day of the week..
The first balloon has the shape of 'Bullwinkle' the moose... I'm told that the skipper of that vessel is Canadian, and he has 3 people travelling with him... It is amazing how quickly they can put these huge hot air balloons together and get them ready to go...
Balloon #2 belongs to 'Cuervo Gold' and it is decked out... really slick looking and wouldn't you know it, the 'Cuervo Gold' models are in tow... Did I say it was cold? Well, it is in the 40s as we get ready to take off, and I'm dressed in my Canada 'extreme cold' weather gear including my tighty whities underneath my ski body suit and layers of sweats with a thick coat and gloves to keep me warm... but, the CG models... OMG, they are practically naked... yes, there is movement down below within the bowels of my tighty whities... it is a little painful, because I was not planning on anything, doesn't matter what Azhar was thinking... I don't like doing anything in the cold except trying to get warm... man up Dreamboy... you have to be cool, you are with Azhar the beautiful belly dancer who loves 'Go Time' with you, and, Krrrristi is here, and how can you forget the three-some and four-some intimate moments that she has been involved with me and Azhar... Azhar has been quite open to these ideas from Krrrristi...
No, these ideas were not inspired by Dreamboy... they were inspired by Krrrristi and Azhar (god bless her loving soul) has been a happy participant... I don't know if she is a dreambot from the Austin Powers movies... I don't think that she is... she tastes real enough to me and has ridden me like no robot could possibly do (and, I'm not suggesting that I want to try that, I just put it out there for completeness of the moment or the thought...). But, I must say, she has been extremely accommodating to the sexual desire fulfillment to Dreamboy's and her own lusty thoughts...
There are four CG models... A redhead, a brunette and two blondes... they are all under 5' 6'" tall.... perfect for Dreamboy... I mean, you have to be flexible in this world... what if something goes wrong and I have to lift them out of a burning building or something terrible happens and I have to give them mouth to mouth resuscitation... I need to be thinking about this... do I have enough gum... is my lung capacity big enough for the job? god knows I could be ready and willing to help, what with my good Samaritan genes starting to kick in... I'm thinking of a Kiiara song... it is called 'Gold'... 'if you love me, love me, but you never let me go...' could I love all of these women at the same time? No, of course I can't, I am not a fickle soul... I am currently focused on Azhar... but, if you don't think on your feet with the options that could happen, then what good is it to be in the right place at the right time? Think about it... many of you write these stories about how your cat died or your boyfriend left you or whatever... but, did you stop to consider the unexpected outcomes of those events? No, you did not... you only thought about the hurt... so, in a twisted kind of way, Dreamboy looks at all of the opportunities and thinks about what are the options... He is not selfish, he is not a pig, he is not an animal, he is a simple man... He is flawed, he is weak, he tries to be strong and can be quite often, but, this is not the time to focus on those times... this is the time to lick your lips or put chap stick on them, because it is still fucking cold... I mean, I shouldn't say that, because even thought my other head was aroused momentarily, this is not the place to do anything, I mean... I don't know if any of you watched the movie 'A Christmas story...' well, I did and it has stayed with me all of these years... one of the most impressive parts of that movie was when the gets triple-dog-dared into licking the flag pole... I avoid dares at all cost... you can call me a pussy or whatever, but, I'm just not going to do it... and the thought of getting a part of me stuck on something... I shutter all over just thinking about it... now, where was I?
Oh, yes, the four CG models come by to have a look at Jim and his balloon... he seems to know everybody too, like Krrrristi... Azhar is immediately drawn to the young ladies... I say young, because you have to be young and foolish to be dressed so desiringly to Dreamboy, in the worst kind of weather... and, yet Dreamboy considers that he is extremely lucky today, if only it was 40 degrees warmer... just sayin'...
Preparations are almost complete, and we get ready to take off... A crowd of junior college students gathers around the fenced in area where the balloons are... and, some of these students are lookers too... but, alas, they are too young... I have to put a downward limit on the age for eligible melonlicious beauties for Dreamboy...., yes, Dreamboy, believes there are enough angels in the world to share... I bet you never heard that line... well, you have now...
Around me you can hear the burst of flames as the balloons begin to lift off... We are told that our rides can take 30 - 40 minutes and we will land a few miles west of where we are now...
I have to say that I am getting excited... Jim and Krrrristi have loaded a couple of baskets and Azhar has brought a cooler with some beverages... Me, I'm just free-loading, except that I brought some of my Cohibas from when I was in Mexico awhile back... I also have some Blackstone Cherry swisher sweets... yes, I don't care... I like the aroma of these, and usually let others smoke the Cohibas as they are too rough on Dreamboy's throat...
This is pretty cool... I and Azhar get an adrenaline rush as the balloons lift ever higher taking off from the college campus...
hmmmmmm, what will happen next?
Part III is yet to come...
please let me know your thoughts so far...
thanks, in advance...
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OMG... Azhar called me up last night... she said: 'Dreamboy we go balloon ride tomorrow morning?'
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Posted:Nov 19, 2015 9:39 pm
Last Updated:Dec 6, 2015 1:15 pm
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OMG... Azhar called me up last night... she said: 'Dreamboy we go balloon ride tomorrow morning?'... I didn't know what to say... I mean was she talking contraceptive usage what with the Charlie Sheen announcement or what...
As most of you know, Azhar's English is not that good... My little belly dancer speaks to me in so many ways... crazy love making; Egyptian singing; broken English... but, I wouldn't trade her for the world... she might not make the best partner on 'wheel of fortune', but on the wheel of luv like when we rode the ferris wheel at the state fair, well, that's another story... boom...
So, I have to be a little cautious whenever I plan things with Azhar, I mean, yes, she is a free spirit and 'Go Time' is a button and a phrase that she clings to as if it were a virtue... and, for this lucky soul it is a virtue... Oh, my little Egyptian princess, please don't wake up and see me, please keep seeing whatever it is that easy going can give you...
As it turns out, Krrrristi, the AA flight attendant... OMG, she is a looker and 1/2, very melonlicious for my way of thinking... anyway, she is now dating this attorney from Southlake and he has this hot air balloon with connections at the Quad C community college in Plano... and, since the weather was dropping into the 40s this morning, he worked out a deal with his buddies so that he could launch his hot air balloon... I don't know much about hot air balloons, but, I do know, that I've never been in one, and Azhar told me she would make it worth my while if I would brave the cold weather and go up with her... she said to me... 'we already mile high club members, what's dif?'... now, she is learning a lot of Dreamboy's isms... it's kind of scary, because I don't have to explain them to her anymore, and she uses them left and right... I tell her it's ok if she wants to use my sayings, because I am free for her, I live for her, I am for her... now, I'm not saying I'm marrying her... what I'm saying is that she can have me for right now, she will get 100% of me... I will give 100%... when we kiss we kiss, when we touch we feel each other's heart beat... we sigh in each others arms, we pick each other up... 'pick me up, until now, I've been out of my head'... 'pick me up, turn around... '.... Azhar wants to do me in the hot air balloon listening to music from Mansionair 'Pick me up'... for starters... she says: 'Dreamboy, take me where you always take me'... please me, like you do.... make me melt for you... let me luv you like only you can make a person luv... give me the peace I seek, provide me with the freedom to just be...
I can't believe how good her English is getting... maybe she just said 'fuck me'... maybe she just said 'go time'... but, I heard all of those sweet words... she likes to run her fingers thru my hair... she likes to have her arm around me with one finger going thru my belt loop of my pants, telling the world she is with me...
when she first sees me, she comes up to me, and before she kisses me, she grabs my head and brings it down towards her neck... she know I luv her scent, her smell, and 'chanel #5'... OMG, is she the one? she will know your ways (kind of like a scene from dune, only different), but she does know my ways, and, she's independent... and, she hasn't brought up Egyptian pyramids again... but, you never know...
'I feel like I'm on a high'... 'the music is making me growing, the only thing that keeps me awake is knowing...' 'you and I, you and I, you and I, you and i'...
Do I luv her? could I luv her? is this a dream... I am a Dreamboy... well, that's what she calls me... 'there's no one here to break me or bring me down'... but, she could, she can, sometimes, I sigh thinking of her... I slowly touch my face with my hand, remembering the last time with her, or maybe it was the first time... hard to tell, because I treat everyone like the first time...
We had to be at the Quad C campus by 6:30 am, which meant I had to pick her up at 6:00 am, which meant I had to wake up at 5:00 am... who wakes up at 5:00 am? well, every now and then we must sacrifice...
I pick her up and we rendezvous with Krrrristi and Jim, mr. balloon man... the temperature is in the 40s... OMG... I'm used to 100 degree weather... and my other head is all shriveled up, hiding in my tighty whities... I'm even wearing long underwear, like if we were going skiing or something... plus I've got an extra layer of warm clothes and a coat... Azhar has a jump suit on very sexy, but not warm... I told her, she's not getting any of my clothes... now, she just bats those deep eye lashes at me, and bites her lip while her head tilts to the side... I hate it when she does that... she's working me like a fiddle and I don't like it too much... then, she smiles and grabs my hand and leads me to the balloon... OMG, I've never done this... why would a man jump into something crazy? this is not safe, and the balloon is filling up with hot air... that's pretty neat watching Jim do all of the preparations... Plus, he has a crew with the balloon that will ensure that if something should happen, we have some sort of chance of being rescued or identified... Every time Jim pulls on a lever the gas is released into the balloon with a burst of fire... It sounds pretty neat... but, it still scary, not as scary as big blue, but, you get the picture...
Now, I'm still freezing and yet I'm wrapped like a Christmas present... Krrrristi and Azhar not so much... and, it is nippily outside, so much so that somehow there is a little (feint) arousal in the nether regions... not too much, just enough to tell Dreamboy that there might be a chance of some sort of activity... but, it is cold...
so, I have to pause to thaw out before I continue with the story...
thanks for the read...
to be continued...
'In the night when she comes rollin'...'... 'you sang a song when he did it'... 'now she dances to the song on the minute'... -- The weeknd... 'In the Night'...
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My called me, and asked if I wanted to have lunch with some women? Are you kidding me? I ..
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Posted:Nov 15, 2015 4:05 pm
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My called me, and asked if I wanted to have lunch with some women? Are you kidding me? I am a sucker for meeting new women...
So, I said sure, tell me when and where, then she told me... and, I'm like come on, this isn't fair...
She works as a activities coordinator for a dementia and Alzheimer care facility in Dallas, and today they were celebrating a pre-thanksgiving lunch. They do this two weeks before Thanksgiving because too many other distractions are happening during the normally celebrated holiday.
They always need extra volunteers whenever they have an event at the facility, so I said sure and headed out there this morning arriving at 11:00 am...
The facility has room for over 150 residents, male and female. My always leaves out details that are no important to her father, and, I get assigned things that I can do that are not that difficult, plus, you really do get to meet new people...
Today, I was assigned drink duty while the meal was being served... This, as I have had it explained to me by my , is a very important job, and all the women love to be served by a most appealing person such as myself... I wonder where my gets the gift of gab... she says a lot of things to me, but, not all that is said makes sense, as you will recall, she rarely breathes during our conversations and, I normally only get in about 10 words in 10 minutes... and, I never see her breathing when she speaks... To me, this is exasperating because I feel like she is going to just suddenly run out of air and keel over... I've felt this all of my life and, yet somehow she survives with this routine...
Back to my story... I consider myself a wannabe bartender, just like the wannabe writer that I think that I am... so, I go about figuring out what is what and what are the drinks and where is the alcohol... No, I'm not a heavy drinker... I rarely drink, but, when I do it is 'Crown' on the rocks for me with a diet coke chaser... now, you mix that with a Blackstone Cherry swisher sweet stogie, and you are talking an extremely happy, relaxed Dreamboy... all I would need is that sameone next to me, on top of me, or beside me with whatever it is that makes her happy, and that's it...
One of my bloggers that I read is in Cuba... OMG, I'm kind of jealous... she is like a butterfly, have wings will travel, and she got the opportunity to go on short notice, and she went... I luv that freedom in people... I don't have that freedom, my life requires more planning for a trip out of the country for a week, but, still I think that is cool that people can do it...
But, alas, this story is not about me... it is about my volunteer work at the facility and I must acclimate myself to what is what... We have water, cranberry juice, mango juice; apple juice; ice tea; coffee and 'watered down' mimosas for some of the patients... As these patients may have all kinds of ailments including diabetes, I have to be extremely careful about who can get what... And, these women are similar to other women that I have met on this planet... they don't always tell the truth and some love whatever alcohol they can get their hands on... So, the challenge is there... I mean, it's not like you have to card any of them, but, you have to know who can't have this or that...
I have little notes and, off I go... they give me a little tray and some champagne bottles and some other younger volunteers that do most of the distribution of the beverages, but, not all... Yes, Dreamboy has to work at this gig... and, I have to meet the families of the residents and be extremely polite because my works here... you know, how sometimes people go to strip clubs (I'll go if I'm forced to go, but, other than that, well, you know...)... and, someone always says: 'that little girl dancing on that pole is someone's ' well, they seem to always say that when I go, which is rare, I don't even know why I brought that up...
Before you know it the meal is over and the volunteer work is finished...
Now, my comes and says let's eat dad... I like that... so, we go thru the food line and it is marvelous... they have deviled eggs... I luv deviled eggs, I scooped two of them on my plate and then loaded up on some hash browns (skipping the salad, and healthy items... that some of you adore... I adore women, not food, well, unless it is wonderful sushi or picanha beef from a Brazilian churrascaria or Del Frisco's perfect cut... or a shrimp ceviche... ok... so I do adore food like I adore my women, but, I'm still just a people person... just sayin'...
I continue thru the line and add turkey, sausage links, bacon (juicy bacon, not crispy), and then, yes, some scrambled eggs... to me they are different than deviled eggs.. you know, how reading a book signed by the author who gave you the autograph is more gratifying than reading a book unsigned... some of you get this... you read books, you are authors, you are published, or should be... but, to me, to have met someone, in person that has penned a work of art, moves me... not as deeply as my luv making experiences, but I do get a sensation of 'awareness' & 'awe' when that happens... like the time I had Anne Rice autograph 'Interview with a vampire'... Yes, I'd seen the movie... now, I could read the book knowing that her fingers touched it... she held it in her hands, she looked at me and said thank you for buying her book... I sighed just now, like I did when she spoke to me... I don't feel like I am intelligence challenged, I just feel that I take every interesting moment as if it were a first moment and as if it might be a last time, because you don't know if it will ever happen again... for some of you I've written those same words about my intimate moments because that's what they mean to me... No, not just a piece of meat... that diamond in the rough... not a million pieces of coal... anybody can get that... and, many do... but, you know what? I've met Anne Rice twice... Once two years ago, and once last year... each time was like a first time for me...
I take my plate and sit next to my ... she has healthy food on her plate... I tell her you can't get a perfect body like mine eating what she eats... she laughs at that because maybe, she thinks I am not a 10, but, it doesn't matter, because 'Luke, I am her father'...
Some of her co-workers joined us including a guest musician, that played the harp during the lunch... Oh, the sounds that she played were so soothing... and, of course I told her how much I enjoyed her music... She let me know that she played several instruments, this just being one of them... No, I did not ask her any erotic questions about the other instruments... but, I did ask her if she played current music? And, she said yes... my plays piano by ear, doesn't read music and I explained to this musician that I've tried to get my to play my fav songs... of course, now my starts rolling the eyes, and flicking the hair... and, I put up a finger in the air, to let her know that her father is speaking now... and, she politely let's it go... so I proceed to tell the harpist the songs that I like and how my has modified them to fit the piano... I mean, come on, just because different instruments are used in the songs, is not my problem, and so, she has to improvise, and that's ok with me, so she has about 10 songs that she will play for me from time to time, by my favs... Now, one of my new singers 'Niia Bertino' does 'Only Girl (in the World) - Rihanna Cover. I've included the link below... This song moves me... OMG...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1K1hthLjtg.
I asked the harpist if she had heard it and she was unfamiliar with Rihanna or Niia, and I said, that that would be a cool song to listen to, just in case she came for the pre-Christmas brunch in early December... she looked at me and said, she'd see what she could do... but, she didn't say no, so you're saying there's a chance...
Well, my and I finished our meals and, then I left for home...
I should see her later tonight as our show is coming on tonight...
thanks for the read...
as always, your thoughts are appreciated...
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Do you ever watch a movie and think... OMG, many moments of the story could have been mine? I just
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Posted:Nov 11, 2015 9:27 pm
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Do you ever watch a movie and think... OMG, many moments of the story could have been yours? I just finished watching 'The Notebook' and I thought...
Wow! the movie had so many scenes both in the present and in the past while the story flipped between younger and older versions of the lovers that were featured... and, their's was a love sparked with a passion that took one from the head to the toes.. of course it didn't hurt that the movie cast actors that made it easy to enjoy...
The only thing I thought that the movie was missing was lyrical music... I'm enjoying some of you all's comments about what music means to me, maybe you are trying to figure out what music has meant to you and you've repressed those feelings, because you thought they were silly... 'it's just a silly little love song'... Now, however, you are thinking lyrics, here and there, of a particular song that sent you to a place where you remember a passionate event, or maybe you thought of a painful separation, or maybe you just now realized that that particular passage 'because you're all I want, you're all I need, you're everything' really applied to what you were thinking, but, you didn't want that memory... you are trying to block it out... you just ran away...
Anyway... getting back to the movie... when Allie accuses Noah of never writing her when they were apart, he tells her he wrote her 365 letters, one every day for a year... To me, it hit like a ton of bricks... when I was in high school my parents decided we needed to move to Texas from the quiet confines of Missouri... and, the love of my life... I wrote her letters and she wrote me back... she took the bus to visit me one summer, I did the same the next summer... Unbeknownst to me, my mom called her parents and asked them to stop this craziness (I've since forgiven my mom for that), because we were too young and this young lady was consuming all of my thoughts, and I hers... she quit writing... she got married, that ended that... In the movie, her mother hid all of the letters... years later I re-discovered her on FB, but too much water had passed under that bridge... we texted back and forth and I even planned a trip to visit her... I made the trip, but, at the last minute she backed out... her life had become complicated, and to this day I've not seen her again...
The first song that I thought should be in that movie is one by the Smithereens called 'A girl like you'... it should be at the beginning of the movie... before the love is rekindled... maybe even as the credits are rolling at the beginning to set the stage, because it is getting ready to heat up...
the next song when they are out on the lake and they are feeding the birds, the song 'You're all I want' by Lifehouse should be played... because the surroundings are so beautiful... and, the couple is experiencing the foreplay of time lost, they are both re-meeting each other, even though Allie is trying to be coy because, afterall, she is engaged to be married... but, this love is to be realized, it is to be taken in tiny moments of love and passion... she, came to him, she came to his house, she wants to be loved and, he is not fighting it... he is going along... not judging, not criticizing, listening, but being firm in his answers because he knows her heart... she wants to be taken, but, he must be all she wants, all she needs her everything... and, I think that these songs would bring tears to the audience's eyes, at least, those that have felt that kind of love for someone else...
There are brief moments when the older Allie who is suffering from Alzheimer's and/or Dementia can remember Noah who still loves her, and at those moments I think the song by the XX 'Together' should be playing in the background.
When Allie finally decides to not marry the man she's engaged to (that is sad for him, but, he appears to have braced himself for hit...). I think the song 'I'm yours' by the Script could be playing... because Allie comes back to the house with her suitcases and as we find out they get married and have , grandchildren, and have lived a wonderful life...
Did the movie really need the music?
thanks for the read...
your comments are appreciated...
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Azhar had just left me a voice mail msg on my cell phone, and she was crying... Oh no, that is not
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Posted:Nov 10, 2015 8:33 pm
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Azhar had just left me a voice mail msg on my cell phone, and she was crying... Oh no, that is not a good sign.
I don't know if you all remember the last blog I wrote starring Azhar, my little belly dancer (well, she's not really that little, and I like my women voluptuous and sensual and ready for 'Go Time' at the drop of a hat... and, yes, I want brains to go along with the exterior beauty that catches my heartbeats and rises in my pants... just so that we are clear, that Dreamboy does not live on beauty of the flesh alone). Dreamboy can feel like any man, and he luvs the way Azhar feels, smells, talks (even with that Egyptian accent -- it's a turn on for him, even makes this writer talk about him in the third person, funny how that can work into a story...). Anyway, like I tell some of my bloggers, this blog is not about you or Dreamboy, this one is about Azhar.
The last blog was about our adventure in the train ride from Dallas to Ft. Worth... It had some fireworks and some songs that some of you were able to appreciate... thanks for those comments... but, there was something bothering me... Prior to that exciting erotic three-part adventure, she had asked me if I wanted to go see the pyramids, not the ones in Las Vegas, the 'real' ones in Egypt... Now, those pyramids wrapped around a roundtrip with Azhar and Dreamboy might mean some kind of commitment, and as I've said before, Dreamboy is not scared of commitments (I may be, but not him).
So, I thought the worst when I checked my voice mail messages to discover a broken-up voice, crying on the phone... Azhar's English is not that great to begin with so, I thought, maybe she has found another... meaning she has tired of this soul... Well, a couple of my bloggers have sent me cool songs this week... I'm listening to both of them. One is 'Live without you' by Evan Ross... what a song... I luv it, thank god it is sung by a man, because to be honest, I have too many infatuation women that I am almost in luv with and, I can't even keep up with the real ones and the pretend ones... so, that's it, I'm putting a moratorium on any new infatuation female singers for till after the end of the year... Now, this doesn't mean that I'm knocking out the possibility for 'real' women... no, just the ones that are unattainable... -- Say my name, but in that tone again-- Now that I am thinking of Azhar and what she might be telling me, I've been listening to this song... 'If it's not you, it will be no one'... can I quote from the song that is in my mind? you bet your sweet ass I can... I want to hear a woman say that to me soon... and mean it... and, want this easy loving man in her arms... I want this... any woman? no, not any woman, a woman that wants me... wants me for the now, wants to taste me... not just kiss me... but, smell me and steal one of my shirts so that she can smell me all the time, that kind of woman... not, your I just want to bang you kind of woman, one that wants to be my girl, even if it is just for a short period of time... she will say to me that I have a way about me, you have a way about you... guess I never thought I could be your girl... she thinks that... and, yet, she is driven... not like a stalker, but, like a woman on a mission from god... she wants to be loved by a man that can love... she knows that we have something in common... maybe, we have a lot of things in common... maybe, we just have seen a spark like the song from Coldplay' where Chris Martin is singing his heart out to Gwyneth Paltrow (before they realized that they were not happy) -- 'I saw sparks...' I asked Chris Martin if he wrote the song 'Shiver' for her, he just looked at me... and didn't answer...
I didn't want to call Azhar back, because maybe she had found another me, only just as Dreamboyish, and one that wanted to go meet her family in Egypt... one that 'if you wanted it you should of put a ring on it' that kind of man... was Dreamboy fixin' to miss one of the most sensual women that he'd ever met in his life? was she going to be the one that stuck in his mind when he was an old man and there was drool coming out of his mouth as he sat in a rocking chair outside the 'old folks' home that he might spend the rest of his days in? boy, that is a terrible, terrible thought... but, you know what? I'm leaving it in here... some of you write beautiful 'mistake free' sonnets or poems that send this dreamboy, but, I only write the prose that jumps out of my mind driven by a background of songs like the ones I'm listening to tonight... Psyche!!! no more songs for you tonight...
Sometimes, I think of what you are writing and I want you to come by and gently nibble on my ear as I'm typing this out on my laptop... 'I don't care what other people say... when the day turns into night... the music is making me glowin...' can you break me or break me down? will you... will you look into my eyes and say I am for you dreamboy... I can sigh while I'm writing this... sometimes, as I write a tear will come out and, I have stop and say, what is wrong with you... this is just a story...
Dreamboy man's up and calls Azhar... She answers the phone crying... I don't feel so hot... but, maybe I should have just gone to her place... I ask her what is wrong... and she says that Fifi has been run over by a car... OMG, I say out loud that's great... and, she says 'What did you say?'... I forgot I was thinking out loud... I'm so stupid... I was so happy that this wasn't her telling me a sob story about how she met her soul mate (I hate it when people say that...). so, I had to think fast and say that I meant to say that that is terrible, but that I was so happy that someone she knew had not died, because I couldn't make out her sobbing message on the phone... she said... it's ok... we bury Fifi...
Now, I don't mind telling you all that I'm thru with funerals... but, today, I make an exception... We went to her apartment and she had a small box that she was putting Fifi in and we went to the park across the street from her place. I had brought a shovel, she had a gardening tool... are you kidding me, I'm not digging a whole with that... we buried Fifi and said a few words... and, then I took her back to her place...
Some of you are pet people... I am a person people... but, I understand the feelings people have for their pets... so, I gave her a shoulder to cry on... and, she cried for awhile...
and, that's all I have to say about that...
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'you people' and, by 'you people' I mean the ones that have given more than you've taken... Have
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Posted:Nov 8, 2015 10:57 am
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'you people' and, by 'you people' I mean the ones that have given more than you've taken... Have inspired me to post these lyrics to two songs for what I am feeling today...
One song is old school... but, every time I hear it, it puts wonderful memories of women that have been and/or are fixin' to be special in my life... that song is by 'Queen'... the link to the version that I like is what I've posted below. Why, this link? Well, although Queen is in my top 100 bands, I don't like all of the components or guitar rifts (I'm not alone in this thinking) in their songs... so, this song performed live at Hyde park years ago, is my favorite rendition... it is just over 3 minutes with Freddie's voice and him playing the piano. The studio version is approximately 5 minutes and incorporates the entire band. This version is pure for me...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UBBne8R66xo
Those of you that have taken the time to not only read, but listen to the songs that I've posted (I'm so happy that you invest your time in one of Dreamboy's pleasures) know that I find that 'diamond in the rough' in songs just like I do my women (and, you know that when I say 'my' women I mean it in a kind way, a loving way, not a way of being indebted or objectifying someone... just so that we are straight about that... no, I'm not into pain or suffering... I'm into easy loving, pleasurable moments with women that want passion in their lives but, I'm not looking into setting any records or notching triumphs on a trophy rack... no, that is not my way).
Can I really be reduced to tears? yes, I think that I can and I have... Maybe, this is why I incorporate sighs into my intimate moments that I pen...
"You Take My Breath Away"
Look into my eyes and you'll see I'm the only one You've captured my love Stolen my heart Changed my life Every time you make a move You destroy my mind And the way you touch I lose control and shiver deep inside You take my breath away
You can reduce me to tears With a single sigh Every breath that you take - Any sound that you make Is a whisper in my ear I could give up all my life for just one kiss I would surely die If you dismiss me from your love You take my breath away
So please don't go Don't leave me here all by myself I get ever so lonely from time to time I will find you Anywhere you go, I'll be right behind you Right until the ends of the earth I'll get no sleep till I find you to tell you That you just take my breath away
I will find you...etc I'll get no sleep til I find you to tell you when I've found you - I love you -- Queen...
The other song is a much newer song, it has not brought the attention to the band that earlier hits brought including 'Blue Eyes' from the Garden State soundtrack. But, I found this song because some of you have sent me some special, rare gems... and, when you sent them, you told me what you were thinking or the experience that this song brought to you and imprinted in your mind... so, I feel like you are sharing and intimate moment with me... I'll never meet you in real life (if I put it this way, expectations are set extremely low...) and, so let me cherish these internet erotic moments... with you... well, not all of them are erotic... some of them are sad because of a void that has cut deep into your heart, or you're just feeling low and, you have allowed me to peek into your private space... put a hand to the side of your face and say it's gonna be alright, or I'm here... use me... I'll read your words and help paint a canvas of the feelings you meant to have said to you or just wanted to utter a sigh to him or her that they weren't there to listen to or that they were unable to see that one tear well up in your eye, because you are not as tough as the messages that you convey... deep down, we all hurt, we ant to have those petals taken one at a time or none at all... those wings fluttering in the distance we only want to hear as they are coming closer, never as they are leaving us...
So Cary Brothers put this song out two years ago, without a lot of fanfare... and, while you have inspired me with your tender stories, poems, sad decision to leave, songs that have made this innocent heart slow and look outside my comfort zone of the walls of protection from those that want to taste me and then move on... that is a fear we all share, oh, we hide behind a sea of posts and blogs and rants and raves, but, as you continue to read my posts (many of you are quiet repeat offenders) I know that we share commonality maybe not in all things... but, enough that you come back to read blogs that have grown steadily longer...
No, I don't think I am becoming a better writer... it's just that I have something to say, and some of you while you don't respond here will post on your blogs or even mention Dreamboy's feelings (that's pretty cool... thanks for that)....
The song that will be on my December cd is 'Live without you'...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kd898V4U8lA
These lyrics move me... I just caught the song yesterday for the first time...
"Live Without You"
I can reason it away But I'll only miss the heart of it Oh, the pain It's all the same So far
I can never live without you, now You were the only one Who could ever make the pieces fit the same I could never live without you, now You were the only one Who could fix it when it hurts Fix it when it hurts
All the secrets you betrayed You were holding on despite of it Oh, the shame Foretold the weight Of our fall
I can never live without you, now You were the only one Who could ever make the pieces fit the same I could never live without you, now You were the only one Who could fix it when it hurts Fix it when it hurts
Show me all the feelings that call your breakdown Tell me all the reasons you cry Show me all the demons that tore us open Tore it, you tore it all And you tore it, your tore it all And you tore it, your tore it
I could never live without you, now You were the only one I can never live without you, now You were the only one Who could ever make the pieces fit the same I could never live without you, now You were the only one Who could fix it when it hurts Fix it when it hurts Fix it when it hurts -- Cary Brothers...
I hope that this blog meant something to you...
please let me know...
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Just a simple man, with a simple post... So yesterday, a co-worker shared a groupon with me, and so
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Posted:Nov 7, 2015 2:26 pm
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Just a simple man, with a simple post... So yesterday, a co-worker shared a groupon with me, and so we went to lunch...
We went to a bar/restaurant... ''Ron's" at Midway and Beltline in Addison, about a mile from my office... She got this groupon that gave us $20 in a food voucher... Anyway, so I said ok, I'll go... She likes to try things out, she's taken me to "Babe's" a great chicken fried steak & chicken family eatery in Carrollton, near I-35 and Beltline. And, she's introduced me to 'Café Max' which is a restaurant only open for lunch Monday thru Saturday... Needless to say, the old adage of 'the path to a man's heart is thru is stomach'... may be true... No, I'm not interested in a sexual relationship with her... Let's call her Abigail... I've never met a 'real' Abigail so I should be safe using this name... this lunch actually occurred yesterday afternoon...
So, we drive to this restaurant and drove by it the first time, because the sign is so small out front and Beltline in Addison is busy during the lunch hour, but, we persevered and found the place... No one but the bartender, was in there. She happened to be the only person working that side of the bar... It is loosely afilliated with the bar next door, thru a smoking/non-smoking arrangement they have in this area of the country... So many rules about what you can ingest and where, in your body... this location was a bar/restaurant, but, it didn't allow smoking... the bar next door allowed smoking... Anyway, I told Stepanie, our bartender that we were virgins to this place... At that comment Abigail looks at me with raised eyebrows... I don't know why people don't expect my normal easy going ways to come out all of the time away from the office... but, it surprises me that it does... To continue, my conversation was influenced by our bartender... Stephanie, a voluptuous blonde was apparently a single mother (no ring on her hand) and her outfit was a tight fitting pair of black shorts with cool boots with dark stockings... her lips were thick reminding me of Azhar's lips (I need to write about my belly dancer...) and she had an air of confidence about her... plus, she had 'melonlicious' breasts... and, to my luck and amazement... yes, Dreamboy believes in luck... she wore a button down black shirt (if it would have been blue, I might have jumped over the counter feeling like god wanted me to just have her, but it wasn't blue... down boy... it was black...) now three of the buttons.... the collar button, and the next two were unbuttoned on purpose... I got a glimpse of a nipple that was trying to sing to me... I think it was saying 'fuck me dreamboy...', but, it couldn't be because this was a business casual lunch and we'd never been here before, reminds me of the song 'Here' Alessia Cara (Mickey Valen remix - a recommendation from one of my fav bloggers)... it seemed that every time she talked to me, she turned her body 30 degrees to one side so that I could share in her mountain view... OMG... and, she was rather flirtatious, which I was not expecting... as, I pointed out we were new to the place, and asked for suggestions on what to get... she replied that she'd been with Ron's since it opened in July, so we were getting the straight scoop, however, I quickly pointed out that while that may be true, she wasn't from around these parts... My co-worker is looking at me like I am some sort of chatty cathy... and, I don't care... She says to me, how do you figure I'm not from here... and I say.... Stephanie if you were from this neck of the woods you would not use the phrase 'you guys'... you might say 'you all' or 'you'... but, not 'you guys'... she quickly relaxed, and re-positioned her breasts so that I could get a better view... and, Abigail is giving me the evil eye... I'm like... hold on Nellie... this could be fun.... maybe not today, 'cause I had other plans, but, don't pour cold water on the sizzle just yet... Stephanie says: Washington state... I say ok... now we're getting somewhere... well, we are the only ones there and it is about noon so, I tell her, that I like to eat in a private restaurant, so I hope she didn't mind that I placed a 'closed' sign on the front door... immediately her eyes scanned the front door... she was kind of gullible... and, she had blonde hair and big tits... Dreamboy was just about there, but, she was not blind, or deaf, or mute and at the present time I could not determine if she wanted to have me... in the carnal sense... plus, I had to be on good behavior because Abigail was there and of course my heart has been promised to Azhar, Krrrristi, Gayle, Sofia Karlberg & Hana Reid... to some kind of dimension... I've not worked out all of the details, because I'm not certain that 2 of the 5 even know that I exist except for that deep recess of my erotic mind... but, at least I'm trying to be more than an animal... I'm trying to be true to all... And, I have to say that it is difficult...
some of you have been posting some seriously interesting blogs... I'm in awe... But, unlike you... I do respond to the blogs... I don't want to steal your souls, so, I respond making sure the 'quid pro quo' approach is honored Clarice... yes, if you know where that quote comes from, then you are beginning to understand my 'sick' mind... well, maybe it's not that sick given the company.... I'm not implying that anyone who reads this blog or my others has any connection to my abnormality whatsoever... you can tell your doctors that you are evaluating my condition in a strictly professional manner... just sayin'...
Some of you are laughing or wanted me to get to the point... easy does it ladies... we will take it one step at a time...
Anyway... once Stephanie determines that there truly is no 'closed' sign on the front door she takes our lunch order... we order what I think are mild dishes... I get the shrimp with mango pico... simple enough... Abigail orders the chicken alfredo... and we wait a few minutes for our meal to arrive... meanwhile, other patrons come into the restaurant and still, only one employee working this side of the house... Stephanie... and, we have the perfect seats right in the middle of the long bar that runs down the side of over 1/2 of the restaurant... yes, there are tables, but, when we entered, Abigail was just fine sitting at the bar, and it worked out perfect.... Because, as I commented to Stephanie, some restaurants that I frequent say 'You came for the entertainment, you'll return for the food'... I told her, I'm here for the food, and I may come back for the entertainment... I said this after she told us about the happy hour specials and that we should come back after 4 till 7... No, I didn't ask her what time she got off... and, know I didn't ask for a local number... I was a gentleman of sorts... Oh... by the way, I showed Abigail my 'Soundhound' application on my phone as Stephanie looked on impressed... You may recall that Mary Jo Lisa had shown me the app when we were trading songs... yes, this is the young 30 year old woman that moved to Boston... and, no, I didn't do anything with her... she texted me the other day if I would send her more songs... I said 'No'... and you all know that I don't use 'No' that often... but, I don't want to be used... and, she still owes me 4 songs from our trading of songs... so... tough titties I always say...
the place doesn't get packed but, it gets about half full and is lively... with multiple flat screen tvs hanging on the walls... our food arrives and Abigail loves her dish... my shrimp tacos are on fire... OMG... I must have not impressed Stephanie I thought, because I was sweating and my mouth was hurting... she then asked me if it was too hot, and I said yes... she then offered me milk, and I said no thanks... so she then asked if I wanted to squeeze... (when I heard the word squeeze, I got an erection immediately, and said to her that I was dying to squeeze her tits right here and right now.... not really... I did get an erection, because I imagined that she might say what I was thinking... you know like when you watch the terminator movies and there are a series of options for Arnold to respond with... well, that's how this simple mind functions sometimes... but, what she really said was, would you like to squeeze limes or lemons over the meal as that would help neutralize the acid... I said do you mean like 'lions in the coconut'... and she started laughing because she knew the reference to the song lyrics... 'She put de lime in de coconut, she drank 'em bot' up'... and then she said... Lions it is and brought me a cup of limes... which I promptly squeezed them over my shrimp... oh, did that help... the fire was out, and I was able to finish my meal... when we finished, Abigail and I were invited to go next door and tour the smoking companion restaurant... it was bigger, about twice the size, and you could smell nicotine in the air... plus, they had pool tables; all kinds of board games, and even a giant-sized 'jenga-like game... where you pull out blocks and see who makes the structure collapse... I'm sure alcoholic games and wagers must surround this particular area... but, I liked the place...
We returned to Ron's and Stephanie to pay our bill which amounted to $4.75 with Abigail's coupon... I'm never too proud to get a free meal or a free this or that... as long, as they don't have strings attached to them....
I picked up the tab and added a $5 tip... big spender... well, that seemed fair as the bill would have been around $25 ... so, there...
But, Stephanie gave us two wooden-like Ron's nickels good for $5 off each of our next meals... I was so thankful... because, the meal was nice and the atmosphere was nice and the eye-candy was melonlicious for Dreamboy... we thanked Stephanie and she said 'please cum back'... that's what I heard, and she angled her body 30 degrees... OMG... yes, I will come back... but, I may come back on my own...
We get back to the office and another co-worker (female) comes up to me and asks me if she's meat... well, I thought about it, as I am not attracted to her physically, but, I reminded myself that I was in a professional work place and I said why would she ask me that... and, she said, that she frequents the bar next door and that she would like to go next time... I said, sure, we can have a threesome, I'm open to that... Now, I knew her (not in the biblical sense), but we had participated in the corporate challenge at work and I know she is a competitor... so, maybe another story is in the works...
Ok... that was a great lunch...
then I got home and started reading my blogs on this site... and, I had received some nice comments on some of the blogs where I had posted... that is so refreshing to me, to have people respond to something I've said... now, if you don't respond, this dreamboy, will go elsewhere... because I'm about interaction not one way streets... I don't care how beautiful your pictures are...
anyway, I also got a cool song sent my way... I really appreciate when you all send me a gem of a song... now, I don't always like the songs you recommend, but, you don't always like the songs that I send your way either... that's life... but, I do like the effort and in the past month you've exposed me to five new artists... two went on my last cd... and two are slated for the December cd... hmmmm...
thanks for reading...
your thoughts are always appreciated...
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