Not So Much

Here is Richard. I took this picture recently when we went up to LA to see Wicked. Richard is very nice and I think him so handsome. We had a terrific first date but now 4 more great dates later, it has kinda gone psssst - flat. I tried as I did like him and things started off so stellar but I dunno it was kinda like we used up all his conversation in the first 2 dates and so it was just blah after that.

Here are the 3 things he likes immesely:
First - Karoke ----- ok don't be mean he sings well
Second - Country Music ----- San Diego is after all as west as you can get in the continental US
Third - Musical Theater ----- but not going to it, only singing all the showtunes usually at Karoke

So I am happy and pleased because I put myself out there and perhaps he will become a friend but I dunno. Recently I was actually dumbfounded as I could not think of any topics to talk about - how often does that happen to me??? I was beside myself. I think he only lives in the 8 blocks of Hillcrest, the gay ghetto in San Diego, and never ventures outside of it. The world is too large to have 8 blocks be your world. Plus hell my personality alone is too large to fit in just 8 blocks. Hillcrest is fabulous - such a nice area of town and very fun but you know what I have had just as much fun at the local yokel dive bar in Escondido called Pounders. PS Pounders is a straight bar - with a name like that? Go figure.

I am not gonna say all types of nasty things because I really don't have any to say. He has a big bellow of a laugh, is kind, and I wish him well. However I will mention these two things that annoyed the piss outta me.

First he used the word "Sweetie" more frequently than a barfly uses the words, "I'll have one more." I mean what is that??? Sweetie, sweetie, sweetie -- hell if you are gonna have a catch phrase make sure it is a good one - think of Flo's "Kiss My Grits" from Mel's Dinner.

Second he burped -- frequently and loudly. Right from the first date he burped. I was in shock and a little bit of awe. The first time I was thinking, "Oh how free is he. I am so uptight with my New England upbringing BUT not these San Diegans". And then came forth another and another and I thought, "Oh I need to relax it obviously must be a medical condition like burpalitis or something or other." So anyway each time I saw him, he burped. I actually got quite used to it although did not participate myself. What I however could not get used to is that after each and every burp he would exclaim, "Sweet Baby Jesus!". What the fuck?!? I swear. So then I started looking online to see if I could draw a connection between turrets syndrome and burping, although according to the NIH there is none.