theres always something about eating food in front of a beautiful young lady that sends a tingle down my spine. its happens every single time and its a wonderfully great feeling. not something you feel everyday like boredom or lonliness or the need to pet the one eyed snake.

its always at the same time too. right after you sit down, between the waitress coming and asking you if you would like to start off with some drinks and the first flipping open of the menu. for some reason, no matter what her name is or what designer shes got on, it just never ever gets old.

i have two tried and true spots that i like to use when im having dinner with company. you already heard about one of them last time, and thats not even the better one. this one is at the mall, outside, at the end of the promenade next to the movie theater, which is even better for people watching, and its a bit nicer on the inside too. like a trendy rich colorado ski lodge, woody and warm everywhere and the wait staff all have to wear black.

all black

all the time.

i hope its supposed to make them blend into the background cuz, um, thats what it does.

really takes being seen and not heard to a new level.

but i digress.

she was wearing a red dress, not real skimpy but definitely a head turner at a place like the mall. it was warm out, so it was not inappropriate. i actually quite enjoyed the dress, she looked stunning in it. it made slapping down the plastic that much easier.

sure, forty five bucks for a steak and 18 glasses of water sounds a bit steep, but its all about the experience, not the dough. shes one of those that talks with her whole body. moving her shoulders up and down, waving her hands. she has a little wiggle that she does when she laughs really hard. it starts at her neck and works its way down to her toes and comes back up again and almost out of her nose. when she was looking directly into my eyes, she said 'yes, hes wonderful and i love him very much.' i could of sworn she was singing me a song.

and so i wasnt disappointed when she walked out of the door and out of my house and into her car. shes taken, america, and while thats never stopped me before, she truly deserves better than that. so after she left, i picked up the two wine glasses, popped the cork back in the bottle of yellow tail chardonnay, took hitch out of the xbox and turned off the tv.

sometimes theres just no room for desert.

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