Day: July 8, 2005

a couple people asked, so i guess i’ll give some details.

several months ago back on april 9th/10th, i had an interesting evening with and company. that night, and the next day left me bonding with a disparate group of people. crisis creates odd bonds. beyond the crisis though, there was the fact that every single person i spent significant time with in that sort period of time was super cool, and seemed to think the same about me.

i ran with that bunch a few times here and there in the months since, but i missed the last big whelm on the 4th when i missed ‘s b-day (which I am hoping to make up for on sunday night.

cut to wednesday, loco night. aside from the very off occurrence of meeting someone i don’t know who just moved into my building, i ran into D – whose place we crashed at the night of the birthday debacle. he was hanging out in the back of TFBPC chillin and playing darts. i hung out with him and his lady friend Lisa, who seemed to be pretty cool. i got caught up on some current events, and bought a pitcher of brooklyn lager (so they could stop drinking bud light ::shudder::).

anyhow, i was definitely interested in Lisa, but she is attractive, very witty, very intelligent – i figured she was well on the other side of someone else’s fence. about halfway through the night, she took a phone call. that call took place outside for the most part, but, on the way back inside, she was just finishing up, and ended the conversation with “o.k. talk to you later honey.”

to my simple hetero mind, this spelled boyfriend.

despite that, i continued to get to know Lisa and hung out with D – mostly because i knew how cool D was already, and anyone who was close to him was probably going to be cool too. it would seem my estimations were not far from the mark.

towards the end of the evening, before departing to ‘s place for schwarma and other activities, i made a joke to Lisa about how her boyfriend was “a lucky guy” for having someone with the understanding that she did (i believe we were talking about internet geekery at that point). she kinda snorted at me, and made with the “wtf” face – she didn’t have a boyfriend. when i asked about the phone call, she referred back to an earlier part of the conversation wherein she had explained that she had a good number of “fabulous” gay friends – herself being a former supporter/interloper in the velvet mafia.

aha, says i. why not?

so i asked her to dinner. the following night.

this is very much unlike me.

i was more than a little surprised when she said yes. we exchanged phone numbers and emails.

during the day yesterday, i sent a brief email indicating times, places, and tentative plans. there were one one or two quick bats back and forth to set the time firm, then i called and made some reservations.

we went to trio, which is one of my favorite places in the city. we had a round at the bar, then had a scrumptious and lengthy dinner, where we bounded all over creation in our conversations. music, books, family, food, history, anthropology, transgenderism, school, computers… i totally snagged the check when she went to the bathroom, despite protests.

then we walked around a bit looking for a scene change. like myself Lisa is a dive bar/pub kinda person, but the Yankees game was on, and most of the dives I knew in the area were awash with drunken Yankees fans. not normally a bad fate, but a little tacky for “getting to know each other” conversation.

we hung at the bar until the witching hour. i walked her to a cab to get her home, and i took the subway home.

overall, it was amazing on more than one level – Lisa is intelligent, engaging, very cute, and apparently interested in me in much the same way i am interested in her. i am totally trying not to set myself up after first date euphoria, but it is hard not to do that. we are supposed to whelm tomorrow to go to an art show doodad in JC on Sat eve.

Lisa is terribly cool – i hope i get a shot at this being more than a couple dates that fade away into the sunset. last night was the best date i ever had.

of course, my pessimistic self is wondering if perhaps i have set myself up for failure by pegging the first watermark so high.

time will tell i guess. she emailed me back today though, so i guess it wasn’t the wine talking!