Moonrise

Sunday, November 4, 2007

So, yesterday I was busy. Lil Wolfie all day and then an exchange of prisoners for Bigger in the evening after his Band competition. (First place again)..........

Lil' Wolfie felt that his Sire needed a wardrobe update. I asked what he suggested, and was quite surprised that he thought a bit of "Tommy Bahama" was in order.

Far be it from Wollf to question the sartorial taste of a ten year old boy, so off to the mall we went. I have to admit, I had little idea where the store was.....my bad. I was roundly criticised for my lack of knowledge.......it's Right next to Ben & Jerry's. I noted the alternate agenda but kept it to myself.

Do I need an update? Hey, I'm a guy. When I need new clothes, I go to the men's store, find something I like, and order five of 'em. (different colors......sheesh, you think I don't have taste?)

Anyway, we get to Tommy's place and Holy Bejeezers!! Lil' Wolfie just takes over the place. Seems he has shopping experience with his momma.......heh, take no prisoners shopping. We looked at all sorts of shirts, slacks and shoes.........he chose, slapped my hand once or twice when I was reaching for something "gross" and ended up with three new shirts, two pairs of pretty cool cargo pants and a pair of new boat shoes.

I wondered about the boat shoes. Ummmmm, I don't have a boat. Lil' did Not appreciate that joke. I appreciated the fact that I dropped what felt like the GDP for a small Central American nation for a few pieces of well sewn cloth. I figure they must've given those nice Chinese kids a fat raise.......ok, rationalizing.

So off we went, pretty much lazed away the rest of the day and made the prisoner exchange. Bigger wanted Scary Movie night............he got it. The Omen. Remember that one? Big tough guy. Slept on the couch in my bedroom last nite. With a light on. Heh

He slept in, being in the band really is a lot of work for a youngster, and I dropped him off down at Mrs P.'s around 1100 hrs.

I then had to return to Tommy's to exchange a pair of my perfect cargoes. I had put them on for the evening and the darn things were too tight in the waist. I had tried on the 32's and the 34's, opted for the larger, (yes, I wear a 34.......33 inseam if you really hafta know, 40 reg in a suit coat.....Jeez you People are nosy).......where was I?

Right! Got home with the smaller pair. I walked into the store and there stood the same (rather attractive, 40 something) clerk. She looked up, smiled, and said, "I just Knew you'd be back!".

"I sent you off with the wrong pair of pants! So, now that you're back, I'll get the right pair, and You Can Ask Me Out For Coffee."

I friggin' kid you not. I've been out of this for a long time, but what the hell? Aren't I supposed to do the asking here? Aren't I supposed to be the one that has his feelings hurt do to countless rejections?

This is about the third time this has happened........is there an invisible sign over my head saying "Divorced Dad, I'll spring for Coffee"? Oh, wait a minute. I did have Lil' Wolfie there with me........that may have been a clue.

So, end of story............yeah, "maybe" I'll take her for coffee. But I took a rain check. I listened to KT in the comments......(no, not entirely......I'm not that pure, ol' buddy).....and I turned on some Rolling Stones.....

Watching girls go passing by
It ain't the latest thing
I'm just standing in a doorway
I'm just trying to make some sense
Out of these girls go passing by
The tales they tell of men

I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend
A smile relieves a heart that grieves
Remember what I said
I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend
I'm just waiting on a friend

Don't need a (REDACTED)...........PG Blog, remember? "sides, I really dislike that word.
I don't need no booze
Don't need a virgin priest
But I need someone I can cry to
I need someone to protect
Making love and breaking hearts
It is a game for youth
But I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend

And Mick was just a kid when they wrote it.......
I'm gonna read a book.......about Sir Parsifal and his quest for the Holy Grail.
Second time.....I think there's an essay in it somewhere.

Light a candle against the darkness
Look forward with vigilance
Nothing to fear

I've got your back.
Wollf

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thanks for listening . . . . Frau M

Howlsatmoon said...

Easy thing to do.....with a friend
Wollf

Now go kick Herr M in the butt!
lol
Wollf

K T Cat said...

Jeeze, man, if they're gonna throw themselves at you, let 'em.

Just don't get too involved yet. Remember that hole is there for you to fill, not them. You don't want to be writing similar blog posts (but with a different lady's initials) 2 and a half years from now, right?

Howlsatmoon said...

That is SOOO right. Niiice reference.
Heck, I could go the gamut of the alphabet, MrsQ, MrsR....hmmm, not a good idea.

I shared because it actually left me dumbstruck. It's a new world. And I get the point.

Like the song say, I'm not waiting on the lady,
I'm just waiting on a Friend.

And before I reach Real strongly for Feminine companionship, I have to attempt "friendship" with the lady, MrsP, for the sake of the Cubs, And any future Alphabet Lady.

Though there will be "baggage", which is unavoidable, I want that "baggage" to be of the finest quality.

In fact, In any future relationship I have, Forget the "baggage". I'm going to just bring a "garment bag", heh.

Lot more acceptable, don't ya know.
Thanks,
Wollf.....the luggage expert

ΛΕΟΝΙΔΑΣ said...

Wollf,
As soon as the catharsis is out of the way, go for IT and keep turning over those rocks until you find IT. Just hope you don't have to go to scandinavia like Leonidas did:o)

Rose said...

Lucky masn, Leonidas. She's a great lady!