MY DATE

Well, all of you have been waiting patiently for the report of my blind date with Tony. It went well....I think. He was, in fact, a very nice man, he did wear cheap Avon cologne, but he did not have on nurses shoes. So he is a lot like his grandma, minus the shoes.

We had a really nice time, but it took a little while for me to overcome his appearance. I'm not at all into "fashion" I think you have way too much time on your hands and the I.Q. of a parasite to be a slave to fashion. But on a first date it can be disconcerting to show up at a girls house dressed in a butcher's apron. You see, Tony works at a meat processing plant and doesn't get off til 6pm. Our date was scheduled to begin at 6:30pm, so he didn't have time to go home and change. He did however, put on a fresh apron (which I was very thankful for) and really sprayed on the Avon cologne to cover the smells of meat processing. (or at least I think that's what the smell was, maybe he was just nervous)

Anyway, he took me to this French Restaurant, where they wouldn't seat us because Tony didn't have on a dinner jacket. Tony tried to convince the Matador(isn't that what the guy who seats you at fancy restaurants is called?) that his apron was the latest style in dinner jackets, but it didn't fly and we had to leave. We headed across the street to a hot dog stand with seating. They served hot dogs, brats, burgers, chicken fingers, and brownschwiger. The problem was that Tony doesn't eat meat, and you can certainly understand why considering his occupation. So I had a hot dog, well half of one, then Tony told me how they make hot dogs at his plant. And Tony ate some Sour kraut. We talked forever about our families, can you believe his family does the same as we do at Easter, except they do it at Christmas with a weird Santa. After dinner we went roller skating and had so much fun, until Tony got his apron strings caught in my skate and we crashed. The rink was really full, because it was Senior Skate night, and we had about 40 Old-timers piled on top of us before the rink manager came out and help get us all up. After that Tony took me home. He didn't even try to kiss me at the door. (This may have been due to the fat lip he got when we crashed.)

So that was it, we had so much fun. I didn't get a picture, cause it would have been weird. I did however, ask Tony to give me a tour of the plant where he works, and he said he would, so I don't think it would be weird at all to take pictures on a tour. I'm not sure where our relationship will go, but he has called me everyday this week, so I think he's interested.

So that's all from here.