The God of Sugar Bestows on Scott
[QUOTE=F Scott; 1581673]As an aside, I am slated to have breakfast with Anna Trebunskaya from "Dancing with the Stars" next week, and she is apparently looking forward to it as much as I am! I'm so excited I just had to share! She has even hinted that there might be more, providing there is "chemistry". I can barely wait.
Here's her profile # for those of you with SA memberships: 955996. No spoiling my fun, please. Get your own celebrity!
(What are these babies thinking?) [/QUOTE]Lucky! Boy, you would think that Anna would be doing very well with the DWTS gig. Maybe she just needs a little extra pocket money or it's her life long dream to be a SB. Hopefully she doesn't drop a "Honey" on you and for gods sake, do not ask her to dominate you! After all, she's looking for a man! (?) You kids have fun!
Stay Safe.
Strict
For the amusement of the Brotherhood
Gentlemen,
I am recently returned from a luncheon date with a baby and just wanted to share my experience. I don't think there is much to learn here, but it may elicit a chuckle or two. This was our second date, at which we were going to discuss the details of our impending and blissful relationship. I had an m&g with her about two weeks ago, and found her, while very pretty, so completely obnoxious and full of herself that I vowed never to gaze upon her again. Time being what it is, when she emailed me last week saying how much she enjoyed our meeting, and how she was pretty sure I was the guy for her, she convinced Scotty and me, (ok, mostly Scotty), to give her one more chance. I must preface this by saying that she is AA, but as I have mentioned before, that is not an issue for me in the slightest. A hot baby is a hot baby, regardless.
So against my better judgement, but being ever hopeful, I met her at one of my favorite spots in a trendy, indie area of the city. I wish I could say that my optimism was well placed, but in fact, it was awful! There were a couple of times when I almost threw some 20s on the table and walked, she was so obnoxious and full of herself. Granted, she is pretty, but she's no Halle Berry for fuck's sake! I think she truly thinks that just allowing me to be in her presence should be enough. Honestly, if she had said "let's go back to my place and fuck" I'm pretty sure I would have declined, even if I had taken my meds!
I do want to puzzle on this one for a bit: was she so aggressively abrasive because she's feeling slighted somehow, or just a stuck up b*tch? Granted, a successful white male in the US is pretty much the top of the heap in terms of being able to do what we want, so I have never experienced anything even approaching prejudice, but I have to feel this chick's attitude went way beyond any kind of reasonable response to what I was saying to her.
As an example, I was telling her about the real life movie "Argo", which I saw a week or so ago. She asked if this was the movie where Ben Affleck plays a black character. I responded that it wasn't, but the character he played was in real life a CIA agent of Hispanic parents, but it was not at all important to the plot, nor even mentioned in passing. The only way the audience knew this was that during the credits they showed a photo of the agent from 1979, when the action took place, and you could sort of see that he might possibly be non-Anglo. But again, it was not AT ALL IMPORTANT to the plot, his character or anything in the movie, for that matter. It would be the equivalent of an actor who is 5'6" playing a character who is 5'7" in real life. A non-issue, and I told her as much. I then had to listen to ten minutes or more, (maybe it just seemed like more) of her opinions on actors playing outside their race. Needless to say, she did not approve, and in fact now hates Ben Affleck for doing so, even though he effectually didn't, (they were all pretending to be Canadians, for Christ's sake!) and though she has not seen the movie, she never ever see it now that she knows Affleck is a racist! To follow this girl's logic would give you whiplash, if you're lucky.
And so it went the entire time.
Me: isn't it a beautiful day?
Her: oh, I don't like the cold.
Me: it's not that bad, and besides it's so sunny it makes up for it.
Her: I much prefer San Diego.
Me: Oh, have you been to San Diego? I once spent...
Her, interrupting: No, never. I just know I'd like it there better than here.
Me: have you been to California ever?
Her: yes, I've been to LA many times. I'm thinking of moving there, actually, or to New York.
Me: (thinking to myself - 'would you like me to drive you to the airport?' ) Hmm.
Her: I don't have any money, though, and those cities are expensive. So I may not be here for long anyway.
Me: Huh? Well, are you looking for a job at any rate?
Her: No. I had a job for three days last week, but I quit. Actually, the manager told me it didn't seem like I liked being there, so she was letting me go, and I said 'Wait a second, b*tch, you can't fire me. I'm quitting!'
Me: Hmm
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
Me: Do you like to cook?
Her: Oh, I love to cook!
Me: Me too! What sorts of things do you like to make?
Her: Everything. I'm an excellent cook too.
Me: Oh, would you like to taste some of my lunch? It's fabulous (which it was). I always feel a good cook is curious to taste new things.
Her: No, I don't really like eating all that much.
Me: Hmm
Tick tock, tick tock, tick... Tock... Tick....
If you are sensing the excruciating painfulness of the conversation, plus the tedium, combined with a slightly surreal feeling that I have fallen down the rabbit hole, you begin to approach my lunch. An emergency field lobotomy would have been more enjoyable, and I would not have remembered it afterwards. We never did get to talk about the details of our "arrangement", but in parting I did ask her to just email me with what she was looking for, so that should make for enjoyable reading. I promise to share.
I'm going to take something and lie down for a while now. SO is out of town again this weekend, and I'm going to fuck somebody, anybody really, just to even the scales of the universe!
In the meantime, keep up the good work,
Scott
