Bored Blogging... and Guess What I Did Last Night?
It seems for some reason that a lot of the blogs that I read every day, whether for a good laugh or a good cry, or just to hear how the weather is in some other part of the country, are beginning to get very POLITICAL! I have no interest in politics and I never have. I know, I know, I should be more "involved" in the the decisions that are made regarding my personal freedoms. But I just get bored.
And with gay marriage on the chopping block I am just getting sick of hearing about it. I wish there was something I could do about it, but what? FAF makes a good point... we should get out now while we can and aim for more important matters; things that will eventually lead up to our right to marriage, whatever you want to call it.
Now, politics aside, I move on.
So, there is this cute little latino boy that works at Taco Cabanna that I have been making googlie-eyes at for some time. Of course it is always around 3am after I have been drinking all night. But regardless of my condition, I still think he is a cutie. So I'm at Woof's the other day with some friends and guess who shows up? Yes, my Taco Cabanna boy. He gives me a hug, which kind of shocked me because I could never tell if he was interested... or even gay to begin with. Well, we were on our way out so I didn't get a chance to talk with him; although it seemed that there would have been a language barrier anyway.
So my friend RanD and I were talking about him the other day because I saw him again and he lit up and grinned from ear to ear as soon as he saw me. RanD suggested I learn a little Spanish and get to know him. Didn't really think that much more about it. Well last night I am at B's talking to the bartender, Dave (who just happened to be DJing---but that's another story), and someone came up behind me and grabbed me around the waist and gave me a big squeeze. It was my Taco Cabanna boy! I found out something last night that REALLY threw me... it's not Spanish that I need to learn but rather ASL (that's American Sign Language)! Yes, he's deaf... and he's HOT for me. How do I know that? Because he couldn't keep his hands off of me!
And damned if I couldn't find my book on ASL when I got home last night! I need to brush up!
DJ


