"MINE!" ... rudy's me with some pork ribs, dude!

july 23 din-din ... i loves me my rudy's (... as in rudy's can't fail | cafe OVER HERE)

as a kick-start ... for getting the season 6, reality tv frivolity started for top chef and project runway, i found pics for a din-din moment in time way-back in july where rollercoaster man (AND gadgetman) were NOT (and i repeat NOT) sharin' their pork ribs lovin' with me.

(pictured is rollercoaster man)

say what? ... if there was sound/audio to the pics to the left, the photographer, gadgetman, would be yelping "MINE!" - while throwing up the forearm barrier in front of his pork ribs plate.

my retort? ... i had nothing to offer, BUT the yelp of "OMG!" - when i received a reply email from a former college boyfriend.

they suffered my girlie-girlness that evening ... my blah-blah-blah about the boy! (that's what y'get when you don't share your pork ribs ... and them tasty sweet potato fries!)

r|break: sunday morn (re)fiber break (... a repost)

last weekend's sunday fiber break is OVER HERE. this weekend's fiber break is a repost. yesterday, i watched land of the lost with gadget man. a bit of a twist, i'd say (will ferrell style), to the saturday morning memories i had of chaka and the rest of the land of the lost crew. nevertheless ... (re)enjoy.

(repost)
sleestak me! ... in preparation for anyone revisting the childhood saturday morning t.v. show favorite (back in the day sans remote channel changer-majiggy and there were dials on a t.v., so my brother and i took turns changing channels) that has been turned into a feature film, visit ...

the theme song and video clip
(HINT: maybe you know the secerts behind the damn crystals?!)
and
spinning girl's nostalgika homage
OVER HERE

for a short karaoke moment, have at it ...

Marshall, Will and Holly
On a routine expedition
Met the greatest earthquake ever known
High on the rapids It struck their tiny raft (insert screams here)
And plunged them down a thousand feet below
To the Land of the Lost
To the Land of the Lost
To the Land of the Lost

keeping up with another mash-up in the mix (like the mash-up-ish of start trek:lost fiber break over here) that i found through a search on youtube (over here)...

memories.

(note to self: (re)visit spinning girl daily
like i used to do so for my fix. she rocks!)

cCacao+ clan: day 3 evening closeout

last login ... was just this morn over here: 2 clickety-clacks:12 tbd. i figured i'd go ahead and login tonight, so i can procrastinate a bit this evening. and i'm not planning to login in the mornings.

day 3 in the evening ... still have 2:12; no changes since this morn. here goes what's up.

i decided to review the 12 to see what action i'd take - basically, who would i close out. and then i called up my friend, vance, for moral support and just to catch up with him 'cuz he's down in SD and not an easy fellow to pin down. ALSO, there was a guy whose profile totally reminded me of vance ... = mr. sporty-outdoorsy-dude who looks a decade younger from the age which he truly belongs (yet often DOES subtract the decade when meeting women - and rightfully so, i'd agree, in his case). guy's profile mentioned several outdoor activities that vance also does, as well as having a similar "feel" - if that makes any sense.

voices in my head ... i read to vance my profile stuff and guy's profile stuff. then we got to chatting, and from that chat came vance's offering ...

• false starts ... an accurate description of yourself will minimize the number of false starts. works both ways.
  

well, i decided to close out the vance-like guy and one of the other tbd guys. then ... i called gadget man to give him my update AND to tell him about one of the clickety-clack guys. long story short, i also closed out a clickety-clack. lessons learned here ...

• be decisive ... if i'm going to call anyone for advice about what to do, i already know what to do. i just need to do it. oddly, i tend to be fairly decisive (... well, except about breakfast places, occasionally lunch places, and i guess sometimes dinner places ... but that's different, kinda sorta. generally, i'm fairly decisive. well enough decisive. ha!)
• curiosity and people ... i enjoy meeting people. i love hearing peoples' voices, listening to their stories, watching fun hand gestures, and just people stuff. (o.k., i can do without bad hygiene yet even still - that even keeps me fascinated as to why one is o.k. with bad hygiene, but i digress ...)

to suck face or not to suck face ... consequently, i was reminiscing about what a friend said to me nearly 6 years ago - "it's not be my friend. it's i want to eventually suck face with you." well, he didn't quite say it exactly like that but that's how i translated what he said, and he agreed it was close enough.

with that in mind, i will continue to wait until some profiles are more filled out (and i have to continue to add to mine), i decided to close out a few, i'm pondering closing out 2 but still pondering, and now have the following after day 3 evening ...

• matches still to clickety-clack = 7
  
• clickety-clacking = 3 (1 from this morn remains; sent out 3 more out but 1 closed me out during the writing of this post)
  
• closed out = 18 (i closed out 3, 1 closed me out after i sent a clickety-clack to during the writing of this post)
  

until tomorrow (day 4) evening, the day 3 evening stats are:

3 in clickety-clack | 7 tbd

cCacao+ clan: and it begins

as promised to the cCacao clan of friends (and then some - over in vermont!), aka those with whom i had saturday breakfast back on march 7 during the whirlwind weekend over here for line up and a few pics over here.

vicarious living for you ... i'll (politely) share my adventures as the 40-something single gal whose cCacao "sponsor" pony-up'd coin for an on-line dating/matchmaking service.* posts will be brief and simple - about what is going on over on my end with the voices in my head type of thing. so at this point, it's not intended to be moniker story-telling like over here (although ... i'll have to really try hard NOT to go to moniker-land!) ... (and warning - hyperlink hell and content)

day 2 ... reminds me that yesterday was day 1, when gadget man pony-up'd for the service. (note to self - before thanksgiving, make sure to CANCEL service.) i will be on-lining for up to 6 months; if i wanna go any longer, it's on my dime (and quite a bit of dimes it would be).

stats for this morn ~ 10 AM ... 15 matches (although there were 19 when i first logged on this morn). all live in the same state. all are within not more than a 2 hour drive. one is requesting communications.

day 2 update, already ... i decided to respond to the one requesting communications BEFORE finishing this post - so i can tell you that i did answer the Qs **and** took the time to send back Qs. however ...

15 is now 13.

so i'm thinking that the approach to these updates will be ... i'll start my post just shortly AFTER i login to the service, let you know what stuff i do, almost finish my post, logoff, and then close out the post. and i'll at least provide you with the numbers game.

*yes, i'm aware of the major issues of exclusion (as i am politely stating and biting my tongue!)
surrounding this particular on-line service. however, i'll hang for the 6 mos. and chat with
gadget man and the cCacao+ peeps, all while biting my tongue.

r|break: saturday eve fiber break (re)post-ish

... let me count the ways.

lots of pondering and activities going on back in february '09. and recently, continued pondering and more activities (life & stuff). all this pondering and this morning's simple, enjoyable morning chat and check-in with my friend, harold's girl, and restarting breakfast/brunch with gadget man reminded me of a post from a couple of months ago ... to which i've added more toward the end of this post.
(original post OVER HERE)

r|break: let me count the ways ...

i love you more than ...

. all the bags in my closet . that tasty cookie at caffe trieste .
. the smell of the ocean . a cup of espresso forte or garuda .
. i did yesterday . you love yourself .
. reading david's recaps of fave (and not so fave) reality tv shows .
. a scoop of chocolate therapy . cheese .
. the color of the sun setting and rising .
. how much i love how you smell .
. writing . people think i love penguins .
. our stupidicus and moronicus frivolity . i miss san diego .
. staring at the ceiling . fried pickles .
. harold and his purple crayon .
. sweet potato fries (baked of course, ha!) .
. sound of your loving sigh . blogging . ha cherng .
. your love for jumble words . your love for gardening .
... blank ...

- and a few more ponder-thoughts to add ...

i love you more than ...

. i love our hit or miss morning chats . the heat in d.c. .
. that filipino dessert i forget the name of . guacamole & chips .
. you love gerard butler . oatmeal mango cookies .
. you love talking in french . pedicures with leg massages .
. you love your belgian beer . you hate muta .
. hot chocolate with whipped chocolate mousse .
. you love to travel . buzz loves the spice girls .
. you love poppy & rosey . the sound of music .
. you love our harry potter books . uffpa .
. you love shopping . the guns you own . your love for wine .
. you love bejeweled . your dragonboat fun .
... blank ...

i have some blank walls & i want art (!!!) ...

... actually, i just needed an excuse to break out the next set of ears sooner than later. 1st set of ears - st. valentine. 2nd set of ears - st. pat. (next set of ears - st. harvey!)

along came this reason to goof around a l'il bit at work and around downtown SF opportunity.

who came to the rescue?! ... DAVID DUST!!! in short, all i had to do for a chance to win some cool art:

• picture of self
  
• bonus for picture with bunny
• more bonus for picture at arby's
• photoshopping welcome but must be able to see your face

so here was this morn's game plan for pic submittal

COLLAGE-O-RAMA ...

send picture of self, wear bunny ears, get out & about with some pics in SF, and find a bunny with which to take a few pics. well ... the day turned out kind of as expected but kind of a little different-ish.

in the office ...
hanging out in cubeopolis with the ears - admittedly on & off throughout the day. (i straightened my hair this morn - wasn't gonna let THAT go to waste! ha!)

other fun stuff going on in the office pics? ... top chef glossies of no-ass-ryan and top-chef-steph. the original tim gunn (as flag gal) with princess shirlsd peeking around the corner. (talking tim gunn with sombrero was in the shamrock-ears pic.)

i even made a point to take a break down in the lobby area. ponytail was taking the picture. she tells me the best part of the lobby-fun was the little gal who was running down the lobby area and suddenly stopped short as soon as she saw the ears. (see her peaking around the pillar?)

then out & about during lunch ... ponytail & i went to mixt greens (where else?!) over off of mission street for some tasty salad munchies. then i hopped over to the nice bamboo sitting area.

and after some bamboo-bench-bunny-fun and a funky left hip action (which may result in a chiropractor visit), we headed across the street to check out some public art.

me loves public art ... i love public art so much that for an afternoon walk-about ('cuz today was a tough day in cubeopolis for ponytail and shirlsd), just a little more public art fun.

just a block away from cubeopolis is this keith haring sculpture. after unsuccessfully placing the ears on mr. blue of the k.haring sculpture, ponytail took a picture that every other visitor/tourist likely takes at the corner of 3rd & howard.

then i did something not good. apologies to public art. apologies for actually placing the ears on public art. not quite the intent of enjoying this other sculpture along a breezeway between cubeopolis and k.haring. but i did. and i apologize.

keeping score? ... based on the pics that i took, i realized i earned only one opportunity to win rona's artwork. i needed to get a bunny and/or an arby's element in my photo-offering to david dust.

bunnies @ arby's with ears ... well ... thanks to my friend, irene, who is easy-going enough that she was a willing partner in helping me out. fortunately, her young grand daughter has quite the bunny supply, and she had the entertainment book - the one with coupons - food coupons - fast food coupons - arby's coupons!!! (2 for 1 coupon ... irene and i each had a sandwich, shared curly fries, and drank liquids.)

my offering for the trifecta?

and before i throw in the remaining arby's pics ... let me just say that gadgetman sent me the two arby's located nearby my home. (thank you gadgetman!) i even went to where an arby's **WAS** located (y'know ... next to taco bell, kfc, and jack-in-the-box!) - thinking arby's was still there. not-so-much.

and let me thank irene once again for her patience ... one other tidbit. she & i arrived at arby's ~ 7:45 pm. irene wanted to run a quick grocery errand after arby's and therefore make it to the grocery store before 9 pm.

• i told her, "no problem."
• her response? - "well, i don't know if you also plan to do a little skit or play with your bunny friends!" (ar-ar)
• (note to self (and david dust) - if i had a video camera, i might have attempted a video submittal. but i digress.)

so to close this evening's frivolity -
the final set of pics

fun times!
(let you know whether or not i win. regardless, today was fun!)

[update (03/24): after sending 4 pics from my cell via e/m - i e/m'd head dust bitch-in-charge last night:

"here is the blog post ... as promised.

i realize that the number of pics has nothing to do w/my chances - but i just wanted to say thanks for giving me a reason to have a little fun and hope to brighten up your day & night (and kitty's day & night) a bit. you certainly helped me brighten up the office, a couple of blocks in san francisco, and the newark (california) arby's.

later gator - hugs"

- my note to head-bunny-kahuna was for this protracted blog post version that included 3 pics i'd sent him (before midnight eastern - just like the rules say so) and one of the pics i sent him is not in this post. daviddust gets at least one special pic - placemat-bunnyears-arby's pic.]

three words ...

flour tortilla chips

after happy hour yesterday, gagdetman, piragua and self unchose fonda - because we then chose juan's place (which has much more food offerings than listed). i kinda remember what tipped the scale.
(flour tortilla chips)
some 25-ish years ago, (flour tortilla chips) juan's was where we co-eds got our mexfood & beer fix. (flour tortilla chips) juan's was where (flour tortilla chips) our vegetarian friend (flour tortilla chips) did not have a variety of meal options (can we all say "lard"?). (flour tortilla chips) and apparently juan's was and still is the place to get ... flour tortilla chips.

piragua is spot on ...
them flour tortilla chips? - a drug!

mash-up 1: MONIKERING practice-preview run

time to start writing/story-telling stuff. just stuff ... so thinking this through and passing some ideas by gadgetman over breakfast yester-morn, as well as the lunch chat on friday with hairy palms, this initial effort is a result of a mash-up of the following:

• a bit of a nutty, mid-40s single gal dating (errr ... a bit lean on the dating, actually - but working on it. a l'il help friends & family!!!) who is a scanner (over here) and jumps from one idea to another while tying up loose ends
  
• a talker that should/could write as much as she talks (or yaps) (as evidenced by "dude's response" over here toward bottom of post) and doesn't seem to come up for air too often (... that didn't sound right?)
  
• a penchant for l'il monikers (in order to avoid claims of mudslinging & slander but enough of a disguise for the occasional gossip) (see later in this blog post)
  
• a bit of nostalgia on the iceman-e/m-exchange day(ze) and more recent visits of breakfast with gadgetman and sushi with hairy palms
  
• stepping up to jengyee's b-day '07 sentiment (and a cutesy book) that i should write about dating stuff

this post is the initial practice-preview run of mash-up 1 ... the simple act of giving nicknames or monikers to those fellows (or gals) you are dating (or wanna date) - or maybe just monikers for friends (but let's focus on the dating theme - it's easier & entertaining, at least for me). i suggest there is a better way and a not-so-much way (... and for those who need more precision - a correct way and an incorrect way) for monikers. to that, i will speak of moniker-ing boys ('cuz we likes the boys!).

the genesis & 2004 monikering ... the following is what i believe may be the (my) genesis of monikering (back in the college days) and an actual documented monikering-moment.

my moniker-bestowing days started no later than when i was a freshman in college ... "mr. dwinelle"* was the moniker for this guy that walked down from the top of campus toward the building named . . . named . . . you guessed it . . . DWINELLE! i was in my freshman year, i had him in my chemistry class (with at least 300 other co-eds), and i just thought he was a cutie but had no idea who he (or his friends) was. i forced my guy friends to sit with me and watch mr. dwinelle come from wherever he was coming from. (well, forced isn't accurate. i got stuck hanging out on the benches with my guy buddies in front of dwinelle while their hormones raged & they stared at gals - and some stared at guys. so i had to pass my time somehow.)

what makes mr. dwinelle a good moniker? ... it's personal to me (and the 5 other gal pals of mine at the time), and it's NOT OBVIOUS!

moniker-naming made-up
RULE #1 ...

CHOOSE A MONIKER THAT IS NOT OBVIOUS
while one that also is
PERSONALLY (for you) DESCRIPTIVE.

the moniker should be somewhat discreet yet general ... descriptive yet personal ... this way, you (and someone else) can actually use the moniker.

• discreet ... WHEN YOU USE IT, you can do so when you are actually talking with or nearby the moniker'd person or his friends.
  
• general ... when someone else uses the same moniker for his/her purposes - for the same person or for his/her own purpose (another person), it's O.K.; NO TRADEMARK needed.
  
• descriptive ... a good moniker has an interesting back-story; that's the descriptive part - the back-story. it's all about the BACK-STORY! this way, you also can avoid mixing up your moniker'd boys.
  
• personal ... YOU picked it. don't let your buds derail you. if i did, i'd have ended up calling him tight pants, pencil moustache, or flat butt. tight pants & flat butt? geez! i'm sure i'd get my tight pants & flat butt boys mixed up. pencil moustache? obvious problem. what if he shaved it off? i'd have to call him unpencil moustache or pencil unmoustache? both monikers - boo.
  

needless to say, there was more than one cute boy walking toward dwinelle while my friends and i were obviously checking out the flock. HOWEVER, turns out, other than my chemistry class, that smidge of the dwinelle siting was THE ONLY OTHER PLACE i would see mr. dwinelle. (and again, tight pants, pencil moustache, and flat butt were no go names!).

fast-forward to my this decade l'il penchant for monikering ... it started when barista boy (now hairy palms) asked me how my SD dating was going many years ago. i memorialized the monikering in a november 2004 e-mail to (now) hairy palms in my "IJAM" tale. the monikers for IJAM dates OVER HERE. (excerpt reposted below)

(shameless self-promotion ... IJAM fiction short story over here)

and to be fair ... i even thought through monikers - or at least what they might tell their friends - each would have given to me - as if i was looking through their eyes (while they snuck peeks at their watch or nearby exits). their possible monikers for me? at the END of each - noted in "(moi? ... (pink-text))" (or read the original, somewhat confusing post over here.)

(REPOST)
source/excerpt: an e-mail (edited to maintain some anonymity & added comments) i sent on 11/21/04 to my friend the barista boy. below ... the monikers for each IJAM guy i met.

1. ARTIST: prior to becoming an "artist," ARTIST had worked at the same company for which my previous employers (let's call them THOSE GUYS) also had worked; THOSE GUYS quit that company and THOSE GUYS started their own firm. i had just (12-days prior to meeting the ARTIST) voluntarily left a position with THOSE GUYS. what a small-frakkin world. (moi? ... random conversation generator)


2. TEETHPICKER: had a really cool job. was sooooo not the height (read: shorter) they told me he would be; not that it mattered but for the fact i wore my oh-so-adorable-yet-painful kenneth cole make-me-taller shoes that were totally-painful-after-20-minutes. either the food make me sick, or the teethpicking made me sick. i excused myself from the table before the end of the meal and threw up. really.
   
   (i told the IJAM that bad hygiene was a deal-breaker, so put that in the database.) (moi? ... didn't finish her food)


3. DENTIST: (good one, IJAM; clever.). intelligent. good sarcasm. direct. had similar likes for activities. met again for dinner at the restaurant at which my friend todd worked. had to make sure DENTIST was gay-friendly. last i saw of or spoke with DENTIST. (moi? ... faghag)


4. BOURGEOIS: his favorite word, too often used, to describe his feeling about SD downtown, gaslamp district, urban setting, and people who go there. i go there. i guess i am bourgeois. and he is a pompous a**.
   
   (i was catching on ... IJAM did not check the database where i specifically noted ... i like to hang out in the hillcrest area of SD (read: gay area), little italy here or there, and downtown.) (moi? ... rice talk)


5. TMI GARDEN GNOME: western religious fellow gone eastern-ish spirituality. east coast fellow who moved to the west coast. penn state learned who learned later at san diego state. wayne dyer devotee. told me he was abused as a child. 1-step forward for honesty, i suppose. 5-steps backward for conversation topic.
   
   (just in case you don't know TMI. oh ... and once again, IJAM didn't do the math correctly. i wore my kenneth cole shoes again. yeah ... i towered. AND AT THIS POINT ... MY FIRST BREAKING POINT - i rattled off my polite rating of 'unsatisfactory' service - met with some chick at IJAM to let her know how sooooo off they have been and blah-blah-blah-blah) (moi? ... she is taller than i thought she'd be)
   
   
6. SWEET GUY: nice. great conversation. pleasant. walked me to my car in the cavernous fruits & veggie parking lot of horton plaza. gave me a peck on the cheek. met again for dessert (because he said he liked desserts!) ... & listened to him bemoan the prices of the dessert. (we were going dutch, even!) not a deal-breaker, but who bemoans the price of anything that is freshly-made and has CHOCOLATE!?
   
   (SIDE BAR: SWEET GUY gave me his e-Mail. i wrote him a 'thank you' e-Mail after the fab dessert place and let him know i totally looked forward to meeting up again. i got a call from him, while he was on a train to LA for work-stuff, which went something like, "i'd appreciate it if you would either be more vague in your e-Mails or call me. my secretary reads my e-Mail when i am out of the office. i don't bring my computer with me when i am out of the office." ... i was tempted to call him and ask him to check his e-Mail for my response, but i decided simply to call him - and in so many words said - i was not interested.) (moi? ... pricey date)
   
   
7. I-DONTMIN-TO-BRRRRAAAHHHG-BUT...: (translated ... i don't mean to brag, but) then don't.
   
   (SIDE BAR: possibly another miscommunication or database glitch or just sh***y service. i-dontmin-to-brrrraaahhhg-but... didn't like to watch movies. i love watching movies. AND THIS WOULD BE MY SECOND BREAK POINT with them. a small rant & rave over the phone...) (moi? ... filipina engineer)
   
   
8. DOT COM GUY (aka RINGER): tall. cute. universally cute. good conversation. lamented about similar IJAM experiences. extended our time spent talking with him because it was totally fun. I believe he was THE RINGER to appease me because I bitched at IJAM after i-dontmin-to-brrr... . haven't talked since. didn't expect to do so. we were each other's moment of therapy, i believe. did i mention he was cute. i was pacified.
   
   (SIDE BAR: IJAM told me he "rents" and that he works as a "computer-type" guy. i thought "so what about renting and computers?" i rent and think the world of my landlord. turns out, DOT COM GUY doesn't work. he's unemployed. he cashed out. he's totally set. he travels. an he owns several properties - which he rents.) (moi? ... jaded kindred spirit)


9. SALESGUY: cute. decent conversation. a little conservative and not a deal breaker. sort of defined by his status in corporate america. (eh?) i was interested in meeting up again. he didn't call back. (moi? ... another (!) asian gal !?)


10. TEACHER: fun. cheery. flaky. loves movies. elementary school teacher. did see a movie for 2nd meet up; cost-conscious so saw 1st showing of spider-man 2. (i heart willem dafoe.) on atkins diet. (don't get me started.) a few calls back/forth. flaky. nonresponsive.
    
    (SIDE BAR: both of us being filipino, never got to the point of discussion where we check if we are somehow loosely or directly related.) (moi? ... not-atkins-friendly)
    
    
11. RICH: (that would be his name ... not tax bracket. he is the only one i shall name) he and i are friends. we became friends after agreeing (on the 2nd meet-up) that there wasn't a "vibe" (aka chemistry) between us, but we had lots in common. he lives downtown, loves dessert, likes to hang-out, his respsectful, makes mean martinis, etc... for this friendship alone, i will not slam IJAM. (under other circumstances, i would not show calm restraint.) (moi? ... new friend)


12. EYE-CONTACT MAN: cute. a psychologist. no chemistry.
    
    (and i turned into a babbling fool about my limited knowledge about psychology. i likely was EYE-CONTACT MAN'S equivalent of my BOURGEOIS guy. EYE-CONTACT MAN loved (just loved!) to scuba dive. i don't even like the confined-space feeling of an airplane. .... i so, soooo, sooooooooooo, apologize for the 90-ish minutes i stole from EYE-CONTACT MAN'S life. i apologize deeply.) (moi? ... shoot me)


13. E-BAY MAN: cop. 2 kids. in process of going through a messy divorce. (i didn't realize in-process-of-being-single qualified one for IJAM.) o.k. conversation. i felt like i was E-BAY MAN's rudder ... IJAM threw us together so E-BAY MAN could gauge where i fell on his dating map.)
    
    (SIDE BAR: similar to the TEACHER, both of us being filipino, never got to the point of discussion where we check if we are somehow loosely or directly related. factoid - unlike the loch ness, yeti, or tooth fairy, 6'2" filipino guys exist.) (moi? ... short)
    
    
14. THE EXEC: took phone call ~ 10-minutes into the date. THE EXEC deserves a whole separate post. i MUST HAVE BEEN on some sort of candid-camera-reality-type show. for now, some key words - supervisor, alcoholic, asshole (in no special order)
    
    (SIDE BAR: a definite clue that IJAM didn't give a shit. did i type that? THIS WOULD BE MY THIRD BREAK POINT with them. a moderate rant & rave ... for which i disclosed i would meet-up with him again if i knew (and he knew) he would not be drunk as a skunk or headed that direction. i felt i needed to meet-up with him again - in a controlled & familiar space - to see if a camera crew was lurking!) (moi? ... she didn't hit me or throw a bottle at me!?)
    
    
15. DANCER: he was a biz owner. he was taking different social dance classes (which is cool). he was really nice. i liked him. i wanted to meet-up with him again. we scheduled to meet on a friday for din-din. i had a much, much longer work day than expected & was in a gnarly mood (totally crabby mood); it was horribly raining something fierce. i called him about 2 hours before we were going to meet and asked if we could resched for saturday brunch or dinner. he said "sure" and that he'd call me back on saturday morning. he did not. i called mid-afternoon to check-in. no call back or message or e-Mail. not sure if he is alive.
    
    (SIDE BAR: i had to google. he is still in business. i understand.) (moi? ... flake)
    
    
16. LAST GUY: (aka TURBINE GUY) i was his first IJAM date. he was my last IJAM date. (but at least i had my fav zocalo hand-shaken margarita!) (moi? ... who?)

next installment?
moniker-counseling for a girlfriend who's on a roll!

*(mr. dwinelle's real name? ed.)