It's amazing how many men have talked to me since I've been here. First it was Bill on the airplane, but I started that conversation so it doesn't really count. Then at the sushi bar tonight, the guy next to me started chatting. Russ runs an ISP up in Virginia. StratusWave, I think. I won't go into the interesting things that I learned about Russ because I told him about my site. Wouldn't want to freak him out right away. But I did get to introduce him to the idea of blogging. (Go check out the links page for more examples, Russ.) Later the bartender at the Blue Note told me he's a probation officer during the day. Apparently he has to be at work at 6:30am so I shouldn't worry about going in at 1pm tomorrow. He's got a point. Then there was the ticket seller at Aladdin, Paul. He asked me where I was from so we started talking. I was surprised he didn't try to sell me tickets. But he did tell me he used to dance at Chip-n-Dales in Dallas and gave me his phone number. Apparently he turns 39 on Wednesday so we should go celebrate. Yikes.
This is the kind of thing I live for. Talking to people about anything they want to talk to. I love it. I wish I had taken pictures of all these guys so you could see them. It's just so awkward to ask a practical stranger if you can take their picture. I should work on that.
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