Re: Whew! More Pleasant Story

[Bob La Londe <none@none.com99>]

On 10/1/2020 6:45 PM, Jim Davis wrote:
> On Thursday, October 1, 2020 at 7:12:11 PM UTC-4, Bob La Londe wrote:
>> On 10/1/2020 3:41 PM, Bob La Londe wrote:
>>> On 9/30/2020 5:18 PM, Jim Davis wrote:
>>>> On Wednesday, September 30, 2020 at 1:37:48 PM UTC-4, Bob La Londe wrote:
>>>>> Many years ago I was in the Mesa/Tempe area watching a concert and
>>>>> firewoks show with a date.  On the way back over the Salt River my car
>>>>> died on the bridge.  I told my date to get behind the wheel and I would
>>>>> push.  It was stop and go traffic.  Mostly stop.  As I got out of the
>>>>> car several guys boiled out of a pickup truck behind us and told me to
>>>>> get back in the car.  They pushed us up the bridge, down the other side
>>>>> and a little way into an open parking lot.  Probably a couple miles.
>>>>>
>>>>> They asked if we needed a ride, but I called a cab and we spent the
>>>>> night on a the couch of a friend who lived nearby.  The next morning I
>>>>> got a ride back over to my car to find one of the businesses in that
>>>>> little strip mall was an auto parts store.
>>>>>
>>>>> I fixed it on the spot with tools I always kept in the car.
>>>>
>>>> Hnnn
>>>> Seems I don't remember the nice stories anymore ---only the ones that
>>>> agitate me.
>>>>
>>>> May be, that it's due to the diminished level of tolerance I have left
>>>> :-)
>>>>
>>>
>>> Awh.  My comment about Low-T didn't go through earlier.
>>>
>>> Ok, here is another one.  Also involving a woman.  (different one) She
>>> lived over in East Mesa and I was working in Dateland 150ish miles away.
>>>    She called to see if I was coming up for the weekend.  When I told her
>>> I didn't have enough gas money for my truck (11mpg), and my bike
>>> (45-55mpg) had a bad battery she said, "Come on up.  If we have to we
>>> can push start your bike."Â  She push started my motorcycle everywhere we
>>> went all weekend long and we ran all over Mesa and Tempe having fun and
>>> carrying on.
>>>
>>> Outside one bar after she push started my bike, and before I could
>>> circle back to pick her up some guy decided to hit on her.  She was
>>> enjoying her self way to much when I pulled up and she hopped on back.
>>> The guy looked totally dazed and confused when he saw me pull up.
>>>
>>> When I got home I still had a couple dollars in my pocket.  Not enough
>>> for a new battery for my bike, but enough to get me by until payday...
>>> which thankfully was Tuesday.
>>>
>>> Hey... another bit of good news.  I just saw the other day that diesel
>>> is less than gas again.  Atleast around here.  Since my gasser Jeep and
>>> my turbo diesel 4x4 truck both get about the same MPG I've been driving
>>> my truck more.  I like driving my truck.  I just might have to go out
>>> and get it stuck in the desert just for fun.
>>>
>>>
>>
>>
>> All right.  Last woman story, but this one is a little different.  Of
>> course it starts with an appropriate amount of bragging and chest beating.
>>
>> I had a buddy in college.  We met in an archery class of all things.  We
>> were two of the best three shooters in the class.  We were both also
>> computer nerds.  As a pair of self proclaimed brainiacs we had a similar
>> interest in women, but every time I saw him talking with one she would
>> greet me by name or worse he would mention one and I would pull out my
>> little grey book and ask him if he wanted her phone number.  Most of the
>> time I did have her number, but once or twice I reached for my little
>> grey book just get under his skin.
>>
>> One day he asked me what my secret was.  I told him it was simple.  You
>> need to show interest, but make sure you haven't invested to much of
>> yourself into fear and fantasy before asking.  If you are interested
>> just ask.  Ask them to go do something you would find fun to do with
>> somebody else, and no I don't mean sex.  Don't make up contrived
>> romantic bullshit like a hot air balloon ride over Paris.  If you like
>> comic books invite her to a comic book convention.  If a friend is
>> playing guitar down at the coffee house then that.  Demolition derby,
>> fishing, whatever.  Just make sure its something you would enjoy with
>> them or anybody else.  Not just something to impress.
>>
>> My buddy wasn't convinced so I said, "I'll tell you what. Invite ten
>> women out.  Any ten women.  You have to invite them to do something like
>> I mentioned.  They can be beautiful.  They can be ugly.  They can be
>> smart.  They can be a ditz.  It can be the first time you met them.  It
>> doesn't matter.  Just ask.  There are only a few restrictions.  They
>> can't be anybody you ever asked out before.  They can't be married.
>> They can't have a boyfriend.  If you do that I will bet you $100 that
>> atleast five of them will go out with you, and atleast one them will try
>> to sleep with you without you trying to sleep with them.  You can't
>> lose.  Worse thing that happens you got a hundred bucks and you can go
>> cruise Santa Monica Blvd next time you are in LA."
>>
>> He took my challenge.  The first five women he asked all went out with
>> him, and three of them tried to sleep with him, so did number six. When
>> he was taking my challenge every woman he asked went out with him.  He
>> never made it to ten.  He married number seven.
>
> Great story,
>
> I was kind of laid back with (I'll have to say "girls" because I was only 17) until I started wearing the US Navy uniform. It was like a magnet. It worked well while I was in the Navy but it only worked once after I got out. I met my wife within a couple of weeks after I got out and we were married a year later. And still are.
>
> I think the Blues were more impressive than the whites. But you put on those Blues with bell bottoms, 13 button flap, the neckerchief and cocked white hat, and it teaches you all that you said above about the male/female psyche.
>
> At least back then it did. I kind of have my doubts about how it would go over today. Now I think all it takes is a sock hat, a man bun or baseball hat on backwards, a T-shirt with some trashy slogan, a pair of crew shorts hanging down so your skivvies show and a pair of untied rip off Adidas.
>

Another buddy of mine said it better.  You just have to be perceived as
a HAM and they will come to you.  Healthy Adult Male.  I found for me
personally I just had to look like I was having more fun than the next
guy.  Sometimes that was enough to make the next guy who was just a HAM
want to start a fight.  LOL.