tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28492300886310048072011-04-21T15:26:10.771-07:00Mr. D.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08748970406976047696noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2849230088631004807.post-77344151523479989222007-06-11T07:47:00.000-07:002007-06-11T07:56:24.007-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lewrockwell.com/orig5/gilligan.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.lewrockwell.com/orig5/gilligan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>So my church had this 20-somethings BBQ yesterday, mainly for singles, and I went mainly for the FREE FOOD! But one of the highlights besides the food was I introduced myself to lots of people, girls included, and one of them was like "Hi, I'm <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Ginger</span>." Amazing.............! I've never met a <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Ginger</span> before and I'm totally stoked about it.<br /><br />I'm back up to 41 matches on the eHarmony thing. I can't keep all of these girls straight!<br /><br />I won't hold my breath, but who knows if the bank <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">teller</span> is on the rocks with her boyfriend. I can wait................<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2849230088631004807-7734415152347998922?l=jazzandwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mr. D.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08748970406976047696noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2849230088631004807.post-72228644431747974132007-06-08T19:57:00.000-07:002007-06-08T20:10:51.610-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qOn8JrQOJik/RmoaFDe_E0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fsh9Ly7E4Gc/s1600-h/promo_orange_frapp.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qOn8JrQOJik/RmoaFDe_E0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fsh9Ly7E4Gc/s200/promo_orange_frapp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073896604323222338" border="0" /></a><br />Well, well............last night was the Starbucks gig. Naturally I could tell you about the music, but I'd rather tell you about the Venti Orange Mocha Frappuccino that I got for free for playing there. (They did pay us as well.)<br /><br />Alas! No teller showed up and no barista from Wilsonville. But that's ok.<br /><br />So............today I got an email from the teller and she got my letter(the day of the gig) and thanked me for inviting her. I said I hoped she didn't mind inviting her in a letter and she said it was the COOLEST thing ever..............once she realized that it wasn't a letter of complaint. Ha!<br /><br />Said teller has a boyfriend. Stay tuned!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2849230088631004807-7222864443174797413?l=jazzandwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mr. D.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08748970406976047696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2849230088631004807.post-64572603498035395762007-06-07T14:28:00.000-07:002007-06-07T14:43:00.312-07:00Well.......we can move from 94% to 100% certainty. The picture was posted yesterday, and it certainly is the ex-girlfriend. But that's OK, because the Dave-Train has left town and there is no getting back on! See ya!<br /><br />As it is now, I have 41 matches. Is that not ridiculous? How can anyone keep up with so many women? I suppose someone has to do it.<br /><br />Tonight is the famous Starbucks gig for First Thursday. I wanted to invite this teller at my bank, but I never seem to get her in line. And the few times I did, I got all nervous and couldn't think of anything to say. So I went on Tuesday to the bank and she wasn't there. Drastic times call for drastic measures! So I had her business card and mailed a letter to her to invite her to my gig tonight. Actually..........I mailed it to the bank and I hope she got it. And of course I added my business card as well. I said she should swing by and check out the music.<br /><br />So............if I see the teller at the gig tonight, I know my letter worked. If not, I can always use the ATM. :)<br /><br />Stay posted.........<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2849230088631004807-6457260349803539576?l=jazzandwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mr. D.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08748970406976047696noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2849230088631004807.post-6729692605586700922007-06-06T10:18:00.000-07:002007-06-06T10:53:40.472-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qOn8JrQOJik/Rmb0Dze_EwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FO2UZeKHe8o/s1600-h/pic-drwarren-big.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qOn8JrQOJik/Rmb0Dze_EwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/FO2UZeKHe8o/s200/pic-drwarren-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073010376476398338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />OK........so I'm starting this blog to write down the crazy-dating-girl-adventure drama that is happening in my life. Some of this stuff is too good not to post.<br /><br />For example, I can say with 94% certainty that eHarmony matched me up with my ex-girlfriend yesterday. That was the last straw. How does that happen? I am now inspired to share this crazy stuff with others.<br /><br />Stay tuned until I am 100% sure. Laterz...............<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2849230088631004807-672969260558670092?l=jazzandwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mr. D.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08748970406976047696noreply@blogger.com1