Do I really need a sign?

Ok... so I'm posting again... but think of this as a misplaced Saturday post. I was supposed to write this then, but... I... uh.... forgot.

Better late than never (except for cancer, maybe?)

Ok.... here's the issue:

Going back to the idiocy thing... another argument was recently made lending more (apparently) credible evidence that I might actually be an idiot.

Allow me to explain....

John & I had such a good time on Friday that I wanted to extend the fun. Since I was going to be in that part of town anyway on Saturday, I suggested that we have lunch. He was cool with that. I invited another friend along but she was out house hunting.

Not surprisingly, John & I were talking about the night before. And the issue of my apparent blindness to the subtle cues of feminine coyness was broached. John contended that a woman was flirting with me at the concert. My facial expression, which consisted of the standard furrowed eyebrow and the slightly dropped jaw, suggested my forthcoming quizzical response, "What are you talking about?"
John proceeded to outline the behaviors suggesting the aforementioned flirting. Once again, my response was, "What!? She asked me for a light! How is that flirting?"
So I still don't know what he saw. Ok, that was Friday.

Then on Saturday... we were at the restaurant. The hostess had a fold in her collar. So I fixed it for her. She said, "Thank you." End of story.
Ok... so once again... Obe John Kenobe sees this interaction as flirting. Once again, "What!?"
He said he was observing her reactions to me and her responses. Ok... maybe his years of nursing help him notice differences in pupil dilation, respiration rate, or skin sheen.... but what the hell was he talking about?

So anyway... it makes me wonder if I need a sign or something. He isn't the first person to tell me that I'm being flirted with. And here I was going through life thinking I had a pretty good handle on human behavior. (other peoples' behavior)

It would help explain why I have been accused of being stand-offish when I meet new people, esp. women. I suppose if I was trying to flirt w/ someone and got no response, I might think that. So I'm (begrudgingly) having to admit that MAYBE there is something to the "I'm an idiot!" theory. This has come up a few times in recent weeks. And the creepy part is that this has been discussed by a few people. Hmmm.

Ok, maybe I do need a sign.

After all, it helped Sheldon....





Be well

Boy am I glad he called!

On Thursday I got a call from a buddy of mine.  He wanted someone to go the Dropkick Murphys  concert Friday night.  All he had to say it was Celtic/punk and I was in!  I had honestly never heard of them before.  Boy am I glad he called!!!

What a blast!  I wasn't sure what to expect so I planned to dress conservatively.  Normally I would don my kilt to such an event, but I had never been to Concrete Street Amphitheater before so I didn't know the layout.  I had my kilt in the car, but decided against it since it has no pockets and I failed to bring a purse.  (man-purse, by the way!  More of a leather pouch really.)  

Anyway.... John talked me into it and loaned me one of his Utilikilts (they have pockets).  Good thing too, the environment was quite conducive to kilt donning!  All standing, no nasty, wet, or dirty seats or benches to sit on.  

So I met him at his house and we gradually made our way over to Concrete Street.  As we were walking up to the ticket booth we could hear the 1st of the 2 opening bands playing.  As it turned out, the guy in the booth was an old friend of mine with whom I used to work several years ago.  Its always cool to see old friends in unexpected places.  

It wasn't too crowded.  Plenty of room to move around.  After a little grub, John and I downed our first Guinness then made our way closer to the stage.  We caught the tail end of the band and were impressed when they were breaking down their own equipment (instead of roadies).

Shortly thereafter, we bumped into a mutual friend.  That was unexpected and refreshing.  It kind of makes you think that other people have lives too!   Go figure!   haha

I even ran into another one of my coworkers from my previous job.  That was a little more of a surprise, and another one of those moments that reminds me I need to get out a little more.  Who knows, I might actually meet people!  What a concept!

Anyway...

The second band was a pleasant surprise.  Too bad I don't recall their names right now.  

Then Dropkick came out and the crowd went nuts!  I see why!  It took me a little while to warm up, but after a couple beverages and a cigar, I was warm.  John didn't need as long to start getting into the spirit of the event.   He was bouncing around to the beat long before I was done with my cigar.  

About half way through the show I finally got into it.  So much fun!  I'm not much of a dancer, but bouncing up and down is easy.  The next thing I know, my feet started kicking out as if I was dancing a reel or a jig.  I really didn't know what I was doing... other than just having a good time and dancing.  By the end of the concert John, some others, & I were swinging around each other by the elbows, kind of like the old square dances we had to learn in second grade.  

What a blast!!  Boy, am I glad he called!

Here's a taste of Dropkick Murphys.

Be well

R - E - S - P - E - C - T

I woke up with a thought this morning. Actually, I wake up with a thought every morning. But today's thought wasn't my usual "I wonder how long I can lay here before having to go to the bathroom."

This morning I was thinking about respect. So here is my question...

Would you rather be respected or liked? That is assuming you had to choose. And why do you think that?

I was ready for a lengthy discourse on the difference between the two, but as I sat down to write this post the answer(s) came to me.

So, my friends... this is a a short post. Now raise your hands and cheer like a 9th grader that found out he won't have homework for the weekend. (the sad thing is that someone will)
(that sadder thing is that I think I know who) :-)

I will let you chew on that that for a while. I'll post my answer later. I want to see if anyone thinks along the same lines as I do.

See ya soon!

Be well