Read My Lips - the blog

Alone again, naturally

Well, the blind date party was a bust, due mostly to the weather even though it all melted away during the day. Somehow, most of the females were worried about the forecast of 30% chance it would snow again tonight, so they decided it was too risky to show up. So, here we were, 20 males and 7 females, so 13 males had no dates. I happened to be one of the 13 and not one of the 7. It was done fairly, though, as we drew numbers out of the hat, and I came up with number 11. Then the 7 girls each drew a number out of the hat, and no one drew number 11. So, I hung around just long enough to put in a good show. I am pretty used to being a wallflower anyway, so it was not all that traumatic for me. Some of the other losers spent the night drinkin' up as much of the free* beer as they could. As I eschew drinkin' on most occasions, I decided since I was 90 minutes from home, it was probably a good idea that I stayed sober. It turned out, that was probably a good idea, because I was pretty drowsy during the drive home as it was, and I can imagine how much worst it would have been if I had spent the 2.5 hours I did stay at the party drinkin'.

So, me and my navel are home, safe and sound. We did not meet another navel tonight as we had hoped, but to tell you the truth, if the 7 gals that did show up were any indication of what the 13 who stayed home looked like, it is fairly easy to tell why none had a date for Valentine's Day already. Of course, the same could be said of all 20 males who showed up also, because, with the exception of myself,** they were about the ugliest bunch of guys in the universe.

My drowsiness has not worn off from my safe arrival, and this minor bloggin' excursion, so I am gonna go bury myself and my navel under two layers of goose down and go to sleep. Happy Valentine's Day, ya'll, and sorry to be so late is sayin' so, but one for one, I am sure all of ya'll have a better Valentine's Day than I did. The best thing that could absolutely be said for the day is that I did survive it without any problems. It was actually just another crudpy day like usual. End of report.

*It really wasn't free, as the entrance fee to the party was to pay for the beer, chips and crud, but some of those guys were so stupid, they really thought they were gettin' over by drinkin' as many cups of beer as they could.

**I may be the only one who thinks I am an exceptionally handsome guy, but my opinion is likely the only one that counts anyway, as no one else hardly ever gives me a second glance, anyway.

Posted by notGeorge at February 14, 2004 11:56 PM | TrackBack