Mini Blog Post

I had intended to do a post on Saturday seeing how obviously I didn't blog on Friday. My buddy Dave this past week texted me asking if I would help him by driving a moving truck. Was going to leave Friday, Sept. 30 and Come back sometime Sunday afternoon late. Might be a good time to talk with him and scope things out before I tell him how I feel about him. If I don't think he would be interested I'm not going to do something stupid and come out to him. And maybe make him pissed enough to cause me trouble.                            BUT, one big thing is bothering me and I don't know what to do or how I can help. But my little sister, the one that moved to Brazil three years ago. Tonight Beth (my Sister) got into a traffic accident in her "girlfriend's" car. And now she told sis to GTFO now, all because of said girlfriend car is totaled. Earlier tonight on F/B I learned about all these misfortunes. Say's she wasn't wearing a seatbelt and hit her her on the windshield. And might have a concussion, she was throwing up and has double vision. The damn bitch she's living with wants her out ASAP and won't drive her to the hospital. There's no one else around to take her, they don't have 911 or ambulances like we have in the states. Hell, I'm not really sure if the medical clinics in Brazil are even able to handle this type of injury. I just pray she's not in a coma or worse by morning. I was even planning to fly down to Brazil next Winter, Summer in the north. I can't even fly down there, I didn't get a passport yet. I should try and hurry that process up to help Sis get back. But by the time a get a passport Beth will be back home and OK I hope. I feel so helpless not being able to be there for her. Later this morning  hope it's better news.

I'm Still Searching

Now Easier With Digital Photography

Now I'm a very optimistic person, I'm positive that my love life sucks!!! I keep hoping that someday I'll be proven wrong, but that day hasn't come yet. Some people say the glass is half full. Some say it's half empty. I say "put some ice in it". What am I ranting about? Just like the last guy Tom G. I was trying to scope out and figure which way he swung. I was spending more time with my friend from work, the one that just retired, Dave W. He was telling me the people he met where he's moving to 600 + miles away in a southern state. His decorator, how nice she looks in her lacy tops and very tight jeans. He said she really gets him going. He's got a lady friend in Florida he's going to spend a couple of weeks with next month. And his next door neighbor lady, some one about Dave's age. Spending a lot of time and doing activities together, etc. So no I don't think Dave's looking for a quote-unquote guy friend. And in the past, he's said a few homophobic comments. I still thought I might tell him how I feel about him. If he reacts negatively we both can part ways and move on. If on the other hand, it's positive, as in thanks but no thanks but we still can be good friends. I'll keep in touch and maybe visit him in his retirement. If it goes bad or really bad I un-friend him on F/B and block him, just so he doesn't bother me or other F/B friends. So that's two out of three guys I've been, for lack of a better term chasing after. It might make me appear as a satyr. ;-) But hey I've got to have a backup plan if  the first one or second one or maybe even the third one don't work out. The third guy, I haven't seen him around much lately. But I've made friends with a guy name Roy. We both seem to have a lot in common and have plenty to talk about when we do get together. Like Ron (Retired in Delaware) said before. It might be a guy that hasn't even come on the scene yet, you never know.

Start Of A New Week.

When I was younger, my weekend routine.

I wanted to do a least once a week post on Friday or Saturday to keep myself motivated. Didn't quite happen this time. We were suppose to have a 3 day weekend,  I worked Friday to get my total hours over forty. The Labor day holiday only paid me 8 hours and my workdays are normally ten hours, so by the end of the week, I'd be 2 hours short of a full forty.  Long story short I worked 8 hours this past Friday. Needless to say, I didn't make it Saturday either with a post. Decided to spend most of the day running around Omaha to a couple of flea markets. Today I spent a quiet Sunday observing the 15th anniversary of 9-11. And took my parents out to Sunday dinner.                            I was thinking how strange it's going to be going back to work on Monday. This past Friday was my good friend Dave W's last day at work, he retired after 37 years. I'm quite happy for him that he was able to retire as soon as he wanted. But I am sadden I won't see and talk to him every day like I used to.  On some level I think he likes me, I just don't know if he has the same feelings for me as I do for him. I noticed that whenever he sees me he has a smile comes to his face. I hope to find out for sure how he might feel about me by the end of the year. Even though Dave stopped working, he's still  going to be around town for a few more weeks before moving to his new house he had built down south, some 600 miles away. So if he does become a BFF, it's going to be a long distance relationship. He told me he might be back to visit his family for Thanksgiving, I urged him to swing by and see me then. If it hasn't happened by then, I wanted to tell him I how I really feel about him. With any luck, it will turn out for the best.    Now for a bit of irony, one of the small quirks of living in a small town. People will interact with one another that have no idea that they both know someone that you know. ( does that make sense?) Case in point, I found out the realtor that sold my friend Dave's house in town here is someone that I have a history with. I mentioned Gary before, Gary and I were seeing each other for a while. Then his friends and neighbors were asking who I was, how do we know each other?  It kind of freaked him out, and it was difficult to explain how we knew each other. Sooooo... he said to stop coming by, his friends and business associates might shun him, homophobic small midwestern town and all. I'm trying to break out and be myself, to a point. I have to limit myself here as well. But Gary wants to stay well into the closet. But if you talk to him in person you pretty quickly figure him out, I did! That's my rant of comings and goings on in a small town this post.

Missing My Friend Dave Already.

 

Remember September

I Like To Think I Make A Difference.

So what do I mean by my blog title? Besides being an obscure line from an old Miss Marple movie. The month has always been a turbulent 30 days for me. (But let's not forget the WTC in 9-11-2001!) Well for one the last two relationships ended in September. The first one, Gary said people were starting to wonder who's car was always parked in his driveway evenings. And he couldn't easily explain why I was a new friend without going into detail about how we were seeing each other. He works in an office job selling real estate, so he has to network and schmooze. The guy is so far in the closet he can see Narnia, so he ended it. And the second BF lived in Omaha and had two kids when he was married The ex and his kids all lived out of town. Then one day in the middle of September Mike told me he didn't want to see me anymore and not call or email. I found out (through sources), he moved to Tulsa to be with his oldest. I went with Mike for about 20 months, the weird thing is at first we really hit it off. I guess I should have seen it coming, on our first date at the restaurant. He was making comments about all the cute waiters and not wanting to know about me.

                   Me And Mike In Happier Times.                        Now I have a guy I work with in the same building, different department that's retiring this month. I've known him for over 20 years, but he hasn't let me get close to him except within the last 5 years or so. I get the vibe that he likes me, but maybe not on the same level, I do.  Like I said before I didn't want to say how I felt when we still worked together. If he didn't feel the same way things could get very awkward very quickly. So I wait until he's out of the shop. I'm still going over in my head how to approach the subject. I really do like him as a friend and wouldn't want to lose that. I had conversations where he talks about ladies he thinks are cute. Although I've made the same remarks about attractive women. But like I said before, "I like women, I just don't sleep with them." I've also heard him make homophobic remarks about music artists. Is this one of those cases of homophobia being the best gaydar? When the time is right and lots of time to talk, I'm going to let Dave know that I have a big man-crush on him. If that bit of info makes him mad, then F#CK HIM!  But if everything goes great he has a p-u truck he might sell, if we become BFFs I want a memento that belonged to him to remember him by. I'll only offer to buy it after I found out if we play on the same team. Should be an interesting month!