Wednesday, May 18, 2005
My First Internet Relationship part 2
After the performance, which went stunningly bad, we met in the lobby and decided to go to Del Rio, which was near where I lived. I did not drive so I piled into the car with the three ladies. On the way they made small talk about my play and how it was funny, and romantic, and that I wasn't bad so I shouldn't worry about it.
When we got to the diner we sat at a table and ordered. They brought out the obligatory
cole-slaw and pickle centerpiece, it was rather Fung Shuei (not sure of the spelling, nor do I really care actually) looking as I remember it now, and we continued to talk. At one point Robin had reached for a pickle and bit down and let out a shrill yelp. It seems that she broke off part of her tooth as she bit down on the pickle. A funny remark was made and she said, that her faux pas would make an interesting anecdote. I didn't think so but I included it here.
After she recovered from her dental drama she mentioned that she thought Mark was cute. I had all but stricken him from my memory for making me feel awkward a few hours ago, but thought hey, what the hell, he wasn't dating anyone. So I agreed to set them up.
After more small talk, and trying to be entertaining to all three ladies, it was time to go. They drove me to my house and I made some comment about having to walk my dog Sheena. That's when I found out that Tammy loved animals. She had several dogs, Nico was my favorite, Nico was the offspring of a famous dog who had been in the movie Homeward Bound. You must forgive my tangential meanderings while I tell this story. I have always had a bad habit of telling a story and feeling the need to tell some smaller details but they are usually things I do deep important. Like her working at an Art store, having a rapper as a tenant and loving dogs.
So she wanted to see Sheena so I brought her out to meet Tammy. She knelt down to play with Sheena and well, I always believed that you cant trust a person that hates dogs, and well I felt infinitely more comfortable now that I knew she was a dog person.
Before we parted I made some comment that I really felt easy talking to her and that I was usually shy around new people. She said she was too, and at that point Robin yelled, from the car, "What are you talking about Tammy, your a bitch!" She and Ellen then laughed as did Tammy. She gave me her number and a more than perfunctory kiss goodnight.
Sheena and I watched the car drive away, and as the tail lights faded, my hope of a new relationship brightened.
(to be continued)