Tuesday 011006

I know you have all been on the edge of your chairs after the last comment... so here is the update.

Last we checked, there was potential for a late night fly by...

I'm all good on women "dropping in", especially in the late night hours. However, in this instance, I do have a time constraint. I've been fighting this stupid cold, and today I had to be at work at 7am for meetings, so unless I want to take 2 steps backward in getting over the damn thing - I gotta get AT LEAST 4-5 hours sleep. Giving the benefit of the doubt... I'll opt for 4.

So, knowing the time delay factor when dealing with HTP, when 1am rolls around - I call her up, wave off the pattern and crash. I know. I know. It totally sucks. But, come on, If I'm sick through next weekend - that sucks. So, she promises lunch again today. Agreed. I crash.

7am... ugh.
Meetings until 11am... ugh.

11:30 - call to wake up HTP. Instead I get PE. We chat. She's actually a pretty cool person as I get to know her better and like the fact that she pretty much tells me anything. Its almost like she's becoming my wing woman for HTP - feeding me info. However, the info she has for me today is that there will be no lunch! DOH! Stood up? WTF? Ok, so the real truth is that HTP has been working through issues with another guy that we arent going to get into here. I am fully aware and she's told me all about it - so its cool, but i had thought it was over. Apparently, he did a fly by and beat me to the punch today. Jackass.

She'll get total hell for this later... guess that means since its Tuesday, that I'll go see Ghetto Booty tonight, or possibly the Aggie... maybe both. I did run into the Aggie last night at the gym. She was all sweaty and looked pretty good... I digress.

Nothing but negative points today. I will definitely have to change that tonight.

for now... Ghostrider out.

Let the games begin! 1/10-1/15

Since I published the scoring kinda late, this will be a short week.

Here's how I'm calling it.

Hottie the Pirate, clearly in the lead, d'har! Me thinks she scores 90 points.

I think Aggie, being an Aggie will at least get on the scoreboard so.... 10 points

My disappointment has to be Transcendent... Man started the season strong but just faded. If there was a Injured Reserve, I'd put her on that.

New contestant Spanish Salsa seems to pose an interesting dynamic to the game. She's like the wildcard in all this. I know Ghostrider has a thing for the dark latin types... But a Woman?! just kidding. Alright, no points for Spanish Salsa.

Ghostrider has the right to change to scoring at any point, since it's his life, we just get to point and gawk.

Point System

Okay, since getting grief from Ghostrider, here's the fantasy point system:

Points: Event
5: Lunch date
10: Dinner date
10: Breakfast date
25: Dinner date that leads to a Breakfast date
5: Meet up at bar
10: Date to company sponsored event
15: Holding hands
20: Kiss
25: Kiss the girl initiates
1: Referred to as the significant other (cumulative)
-20: Hug only (not followed up by a kiss)
-40: Sideways hug
-200: Referenced as "friend"
-Infinty: Referenced as "that ahole I kicked to the curb"

So the rules are as follows. If you want to play, identify the person, then a point total for the weekend/week.

Monday 010906 - Lunch

Seeing how I am slowly catching up on the backlog... I'll try to actually post as individual things happen, rather than the mile long blogs I've been posting recently.

So today, If you are up to date, I was to have lunch with HTP. That's Hottie the Pirate if you havent clued in yet. Her roomie PE came along as well. Considering the breakfast we had this weekend, I'm curious as to what shinanigans will happen at lunch. I can see how these two can play off each other and things can go downhill fast... entertaining for me... and therefore, for you.

I'm at work today, and for the rest of the world, that means lunch is somewhere around 11 - 1. But for these two, time has no bearing. I seriously reinforced that lunch had to be at the latest 1pm. When 3pm rolls around, we are finally out the door. Yeah... I'm weak. But, what the hell - I wasnt doing jack shit at work anyways. Plan for the day is to grab some sushi - since we didnt make it out the night before. Anyways - to the three of us head off to a place closer to my house than to work... I realize immediately, that the roomie can provide all kinds of info just to tease HTP. So between the hot edamami fight between girls throwing peas down each others shirts and other antics, I get to sit back and take notes. Of all things, PE gives HTP grief over the recent change in way she references me. I picked up on it the other day, but didnt really sink in. Apparently HTP didnt realize she was doing it... but we both busted her. Also, in the middle of a story HTP is telling, she busts out with the reference of "This guy that I am dating...." (meaning me) At this point PE's eyes go wide... there is a dramatic pause like something major just slipped... then HTP says what? what? I cant say we are dating?

Well, ok then... Where the hell is Hwapper with fantasy point system? All kinds of crap keeps happening and yet there isnt any tracking. Although, there is an obvious front runner. Considering I have seen HTP every day (save Sunday) since last thursday...

I manage to make it back from LUNCH at 5:15 to the office. whups... was supposed to have a meeting at 4. Ruh Roh. I have a sit down with the guys there and we work things out quickly. I get a little grief for being so late - but nothing major. Hell, I'm pretty glad it worked out this way, I can tell they had been yapping about this crap since 4pm and if i had to listen to it the whole time, I might shoot myself in the head.

As for me? I've known this girl for years and when we worked together a few years ago, I can admit I had a thing for her back then. Cant complain about the direction this is going.

Testing the waters - I sent her a text saying, "So, when will you grace me with your presence again? tomorrow?"

She just called and said "what time are you going to bed? maybe tonight"

I'm Ghostrider... and these are my stories.
Out.

Weekend Update

Well, it was an active weekend even though I am still fighting through a stupid cold. So this week, my weekend started off on Thursday. The whole oil and gas industry just still wasnt moving fast the first week of January, so we decided it was prudent not to go to work on Friday.

Life is rough.

So... lesse... what it do what it do. Burned so many brain cells over the weekend, and these stupid meds have me both light headed and cant remember shit.

Hmmm... so Thursday I had lunch with Hottie the Pirate. Well, it was supposed to be lunch, but she has a tendancy to be extremely late getting going. So after talking about going to lunch at 10:30am, we finally managed to actually go to lunch at about......3pm! For now, its worth the wait. So we decide to go hit a local seafood place for Oysters and some sushi grade tuna. I dont know why, but I havent had oysters in my adult life (that I can remember at least) - so I'm all in. I'll try pretty much anything once.... maybe twice. So at lunch, we have a pretty interesting discussion about dating, the rules, the games, and all that crap that goes on between two people as they try to work out whether things are right or not...

I've been there, done that, married, divorced, and dated all kinds. Since I'm now in my 30's I've pretty much formulated what i would like to see out of relationship... or at least how I think the "rules of engagement" should go. From this, I have derived my "old school" methodology or the "Elementary School Principle". By this, I mean that there are no rules. Nothing else matters. And the two people only focus on the most basic facts about each other... getting down to as simple as "I like you, you like me". Bam. Thats it. If you can say that - then throw out all the other garbage and actually try to make something workout, rather than waiting 6 days to call, to schedule a date after the 4 day after that, and eventually getting around to seeing each other again.

So - keeping it simple - I explain this to Hottie the Pirate. Maybe a little more explanation than the above - but you get the drift. So her response...?

she says - "Exactly!"

Ok. This could be good. I've so far been discovering that she doesnt lie, manipulate, or twist the truth - she pretty much says it like it is. I like that. Things seem to be goign well with this one. We have lunch until about 4:30 - after which, I pretty much bail from work. I ask her what she is doing that night, and she tells me she has plans. I'm ok with that...

So later that night - I head out to the bar with friends and about 11pm, HTP calls - "you out?" My response is "of course!". So, she's coming to meet me out. So we are at one of our usual hang outs, and while we are there, this group of couples come in with the most striking woman in their group. I noticed her immediately. Hot. Damn. DAMN HOT. So they grab beers and a table, since it "looked" coupled up, I stare at the butt, and go on. However, about an hour later - here she is at the bar buying her own drinks... so I strike up a conversation with her, while trying not to drool over the most emerald green eyes I have seen in years and the most outstanding body... I digress... so it turns out, she is a Salsa instructor. she gives me her number and says I need to come in for private lessons... she is now "Spanish Salsa". My friends all say - are you gonna take lessons? Uh, HELL YEAH!

In the mean time, while we are waiting for HTP to come meet us, I figure to head over and say hi to Ghetto Booty - she's only a block away. But, she's already bailed from her bar - but the good news is that she's already at our final destination, a new little irish pub around the corner. Works for me - potential for HTP and GB to be face to face... could be good. But, the late factor from HTP has them missing each other by about 10 mins. GB had to bail to get up early, so a couple drinks with her, and a tag team at the door as she leaves and HTP walks in. I have no complaints. So HTP brings her roomie, which is a wild child unto herself. I wont get into much detail, but if there is a chrome pole around, we could be entertained for hours. Long story (getting longer) trying to get shorter... we close down the bar. All my guy friends bail... gay! Leaves me with two hot women... so we go grab breakfast at a local spot thats 24 hour.

Lemme just say that a coin operated photo booth, 2 hot women, and a little encouragement - goes a long way. I think every person in the place was looking at me like, how can I switch places with THAT guy. This was pure entertainment.... I think we were at the breakfast place until about 4am causing all kinds of rukus. We all bail... HTP and I make tenative plans for the next day (since I'm not working) - but playing it by ear since its 4am.

Stupid cold is still lingering... while it would be nice to sleep in, with two dogs on a regular schdule... it never happens. Back up around 10am... so I hit the gym with a friend and spend the rest of the day being pretty lazy. Call to HTP goes unanswered... so much for tentative plans. Since its now Friday night - the usual ritual is to head to grab dinner with the guys and head to the local pub for a few beers. Around 9pm or so, I get a call back from HTP - apparently slept all day. So things repeat... "You out?" "Of Course!" "Be there in a bit" sweet.

Although this time - be there ina bit turns into 1:45am! Bars are about to close.. i miss a bunch of her calls and actually catch up around 2:30. we cant go back to the breakfast place from the night before - at least not for a week or so - so we decide to go back to my place. HTP has her dog with her and at least that way - the dog can run around with mine and have the backyard, etc. Strangely - all my guy friends BAIL AGAIN. So its me, HTP and a different female friend. Now, I cant remember if I have mentioned this previously or not - but HTP doesnt drink much. I wasnt quite sure I believed that, especially with as much as she goes out - but I swear, I havent seen her finish more than 1 drink on any given occassion.... So we hit my house and are up until 6AM - no drinking involved whatsoever... I cant really explain how we passed the time, but there were no fantasy points involved... damn! we all basically sit around and BS'ed all night.. it was interesting - and although very late - probably the most time I have spent with her yet. No complaints....

As a result of the above - Saturday sucks. I feel like ass now. Cold has gone into overdrive. funky colored crap is coughing out of my lungs. Sucks. So, the plan? Yeah - go out again Saturday night... I rest when I'm dead. The way I feel, it could be soon... HTP had called me throughout the day, I'm pretty cool with that - we seem to be talking and seeing each other alot - I'm ok with that too.

Saturday goes without too much incident... Patriots game, bar, bar, bar... feeling like ass still, so we head to Ghetto Booty's bar (its smoke free) - at least I can breathe there. Couple beers, coupla shots later - we're out. Home by one or so... I crash. I think there is rest in my future... of course, until my phone blows up at 2am and keep getting calls through 3am. Most HTP just texting to BS with me... as always, I'm ok with that too.

Sunday. nothing but ass. Where is the oxygen mask? Holy crap, can I get a new lung? I spend 30 minutes in a steaming shower choking out the most vile crap from my lungs... yeah - you needed to know that. haha! My day is spent consoling a chick that "almost" cheated on her boyfriend, but all because of financial frustrations... I tell her my keep it simple dating theory and she might be able to work it out... dunno yet. Was supposed to play vball... but I showed up where I thought they were playing, saw White on Rice's SUV and kept rolling. HTP calls about the same time... I tell her what i just did, oh well... so we make plans for Sushi later that night.

Holy crap this is a long blog... Story ending now... She has to end up bailing on dinner because she has been looking for a new roommate and a person she was hoping to move in was going to come by and talk about it, but Sunday night was the only night - they were goign to be out of town all week... no big deal. I'm not a joy to be around anyway...

So. Its Monday... 12:30. Going to lunch with HTP and her current roomie "Pole Extravaganza". As always, no complaints about a meal with not one, but two hot women.....

I'm Ghostrider... and these are my stories.
Out.

In review: Addition of "Spanish Salsa!" and naming HTPs roomie "Pole Extravaganza"

New Years and the first week of January

New Years!

Out with the old and in with the new. Unless you are hot, then you can stick around too.

So, just days after the Christmas Party, we decide that it would be ultimately prudent to throw a New Years Party. This time at my friend's house. His place is similar to mine - so its a good layout for a party - plus, stumbling distance to get home, or just crash and drool in a corner.... whatever works.

We are now on a kick to gather a huge EVITE list to throw some monster parties. I believe a tidy little website will be forthcoming - but that requires a bit of effort, and I dont know that I'm ready for it. What the hell am I saying? I'm sitting here at work typing in a blog about my social life. Yeah - I'll get right on that website. Where's my beer?

New Years Party was planned with the same intentions as the Christmas Party - invite as many potentials as possible and see what happens. Just to add to the craziness - add in a shot wheel, about $500 in alcohol and some crazy asses that will toast every single timezone new year around the world. (Ok, that would be me). Our evite only topped 30 people confirmed - which, sounds about right for a last minute party, but a whole slew of people showed that werent expected - no complaints there.

Out of the list though, the Hollah-Tolah and Hottie the Pirate make it. No fireworks this night. A friend of ours brought a friend and the whole intention was for me to hook up with her at Midnight (realtime), but I was too busy doing shots and basically partying with friends to see the signals - oh well. She hooked up with another one of my friends instead. Good times. Hottie the Pirate makes it over late - somehow the cameras always come out and we end up taking tons of photos of her and her roommate together - works for me. we party until about 5am... i stagger home.

So the update on the women - I'd love to hear from the Transcendental, but no response and I have kicked White on Rice to the curb - for no real reason. Havent talked to Hot Mama in a few weeks - I think she is out. I've heard through the grapevine that the Holla-Tolah wants to keep it friends - and that's fine - i think I didnt pay her enough attention. Which is fine - cause this si who am I, either like it or leave it. Legally Hot is still in - I need to work harder on this. Go Big Red is still around - I talk to her a few times a week. Still seeing the Aggie - but she still has issues. And Ghetto-booty, well, I still like her booty.

Up and coming - there is a new light on the horizon.
I'll Call her Litigious brewer. Met her a week ago while I was out with the Aggie. This one will take some work, but i'm sure I'll see her again.

Next up is Spike McBlondie - a friendly little vball coach that has some potential...

I guess that should gets things back to current.

Gotta run for now... have a lunch date with Hottie the Pirate.
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The Soap Box

Ok - before moving into January - and the next Party - let me jump up on a soap box.

See - At this point, I'm open to meeting people from anywhere, and I participate in some of the online things. Which, for the most part has gone well, but I just havent pursued anything from these sources.

Now - if I do pursue from these sources, I expect that the profile to be close and the pictures accurate. I was having good luck with this up until late decemeber.

So - I get a message from this girl online. She send emails, she sends pictures... I show them to my friends. They all agree that the girl is cute. So this girl persists and finally pushes the threashold and wants to meet. Only problem is, she wants to meet on New Years Eve - in the afternoon. Well, we are planning another Party - for New Years - and I tell her, we'll see.

All day long, i get texts, I get calls - lets meet, lets meet. So finally I say no - that we are running behind in setting up for the party. She still persists! So finally I relent and say fine - why dont you come to the party for a quick drink, we'll meet - then you get out to go to your party...

Big Mistake.

Big is right. What the hell. She shows up at the door - and while the pictures she sent were definitely her, they weren't of her + 40 lbs... yikes! This is the first time i got burned on an online meetup. It will probably also be the last... I'll make sure the demand better, larger pictures next time...

In the interest of preserving the online dating community - I sent her a tidy little follow-up email. It wasnt really rude, per se, but I definitely pointed out the fact that she purposely mislead me with tiny and grainy pictures and if she wanted to be more successful in meeting people that she needed to be honest with herself and with everyone else - and post some recent newer pictures.

Enough of that.
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December

Well, considering it is actually January - can I really remember December?

Looking back on it all - I'll see what I can do.

I guess December starts off with a Bang. I live in a pretty close neighborhood and every now and then all the neighbors get together for parties and happy hours. So, at the December happy hour, a plan is set in motion by Legally Hot to throw a Christmas Cocktail party - at my house. I'm ok with that. Its been a long time coming for the grand RE-Opening of Parties at my house. So, two weeks later... it begins.

Seeing as how I like to keep you guys on your toes, I'll try to keep this more current next time. I decide to invite AS MANY as POSSIBLE from my current list to my Party. Sounds like a plan... a whole bunch of women, all in the same room, all looking at each other. It cant get much better than this - and my friends all agree. So, Legally Hot, The Transcendental, White on Rice, Holla-Tollah, The Aggie, Ghetto Booty, and Hot Mama are all invited to the party. Party goes well, we tore it up until 5am... managed not to go streaking or skinny dip in the neighbors pool this time, but we did get hammered and only one semi-cat fight, which I didnt get to see! DAMN!

So the next week, I talk to the transcendental, it turns out our families are old friends and I end up going to dinner. Excellent time - couldnt have asked for better. If you count the fantasy points - She initiated dinner, and the hugs and mugs at the end of the night. As a result, she just tops the list.

Then in the coming weeks, it seems that White on Rice was moving steadily up the ranks, to the point that I went to her formal christmas party, she went to mine... wait a minute, thats starting to sound too much like dating. *Bam* She's cut off. I know - harsh - but still.

I guess Charma is a bitch, cause the Transcendental does the same to me. *whack* I'm cut off. Although, this is just too weird - even her friends arent sure what was up with that.

Somewhere in there - I meet up with the Holla-Tollah for Monday night football. This is a pretty huge stretch for her - she doesnt watch football. She's hot and all, but I'm not seeing it... Friends are the key here, she's also a massage therapist. :)

I see Ghetto-Booty pretty regular as she bartends alot. Through out December she keeps me out until 4am too many nights to remember, and I dont rememeber all the nights. Though, on one of these occassions, I do meet up with Hottie the Pirate while out with Ghetto Booty. Strangely, I dont remember a DAMN thing from that night... not one thing. I remember the bar, and having one shot - then its the next day and I feel odd. I'm not saying one thing or the other... but with all the hot women around, I think I got the wrong drink at some point and something meant for someone else was consumed by me. Though, clutched in my hungover fist was a card with every single possible number ever for Hottie the Pirate. I guess she wanted to hear from me again D'Har. On another occassion while out with Ghetto booty we get hammered and mug down - no complaints. Oh you should see her booty.... damn!

So speeding things along - end up meeting out Hot Mama one night - she's fun, but not really my type - I'm also too preoccupied by everything else going to pay her enough attention. I get word from her friends she wants to go out again - but... I just havent.

10-42 comes into town from an overseas stint - we hang out - its all good - but not the same. She used to be my wingwoman - but things have changed I think. She's only here for Christmas and we dont get to get out much... next time. Or maybe I'll hop the pond and go see her. Could be good.

The only ones left without comment are The Aggie, who is only just going through divorce and we are long time friends - we hang out, we drink, its good - but not going anywhere further for the moment... stay tuned.

Finally - GoBigRed - what can I say about this one. We both admit there is a strange attraction, but we have never worked it out. Maybe because she lived 3 hours away (by plane). But, she's coming here in March, so if you are still reading this then, it might be good.

Christmas rolls around - I take 2 weeks off. Mainly to drink myself into oblivion with my friends and anyone else in close proximity. At this point, they are scared of me, and more scared of Ghetto Booty. It just gets ugly when the two of us are together. I actually meet up with Hottie the Pirate Christmas night for drinks - its all good.

I'm sure there was more... but your attention span in waning... lets move on to more recent.
Out.
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The Name Game

So first, a few introductions, then a catchup game...

Here is the current list (the names have been changed to protect my nuts):

1. The Transcendent
2. Hottie the Pirate
3. Legally Hot
4. Go Big Red
5. White on Rice
6. Holla-Tollah
7. The Aggie
8. 10-42
9. Ghetto Booty
10. Hot Mama

I'll refer to these over time and they are currently ordered by my thoughts as far as potential. Of course, everything can change at any moment, and as of this post - they have - but I'll stick with this order for now. You guys can follow-along as best as you can and feel free to ask questions if you need clarity.

Next post.
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The History of Ghostrider

Going back 15 years only results in a very small few that have made the final cut to evolve into something more than a fling or one night stand [ed. Ghostrider is what we refer to in the think tank industry as a man-whore]. While there have been too many to count of the latter, there have only been select few who hold the attention for more than a couple of weeks.

So in the early 90’s I met my first serious girlfriend. I disclude anything from highschool as those were flings, and didn’t really mean much. The first girl was met at my freshman dorm. She was short (maybe 5’3”), petite (when we met), feisty as hell, Puerto Rican, brown eyes, long brown hair. She gave me as much hell as I gave her, so things seemed to work out well. We ended up dating for about two years before breaking up. I pretty much liked everything about this girl, but then again, I was young and really didn’t know what I wanted.

The second girl that came around – what can I say? Met her at the dorm as well. You have to consider the University and the time frame, but she used to wear these skin tight red jeans… ay yi yi. I have forever since been a butt man. She came from a small town and was a bit naïve, but what she lacked in street smarts she could easily make up for with looks. Everyone liked this girl. She was slightly taller than the first – maybe 5’5”. Green eyes, long brown hair. She was very good looking. She was also somewhat of a rebel, which ended up being the breakup point. Coming from a small town, she was out to rebel against all the norms, and coming to the university allowed her to do so. We drank, we partied, but in the end – she strayed, so I bailed. Dated her for 2 years as well. Would have married this one if things had turned out differently. Though, looking back, there are quite a few things that don’t line up with my desires now. She seems to be more of a free spirit and not very driven. Not that I’m not a little wild myself – I guess I feel that as a guy I need to be more of a provider, and therefore, I am more career oriented and driven to achieve my goals. I like the fact that she’s independent and does have a professional career (architect), but I think for her age, her head is still in the clouds. I think dreams are great, but don’t just dream of them – pursue them.

YEARS later, I emerge back into the dating scene. I think the last one left me with issues, but then again, I am working now and spent a couple years traveling and getting my career started. I moved from the University town, to a major city, then back to my home town in this time. At this point, I’m in my mid 20’s, have a little better clue as to what I want. So the trouble is, gotta find that person. As luck would have it, I meet the next girl at a recruiting function that I was invited to (not my company). She is extremely smart (engineering degree and law), very good looking, captivating brown eyes and one length brown hair that fell to just above her shoulders. Once again, she’s the 5’5”, brown hair, brown eyed girl… I guess I’m a sucker for them. Dating her was different from the rest because finally I am dating someone that is truly career driven themselves. She challenges me on a mental level, is just wild enough to keep me entertained, and basically changes my outlook of what I am looking for in a person. She is very independent and defines herself – doesn’t need me to do everything, or define her as a person. It’s a cool feeling. Up until she decides one day that she thinks she might be interested in another guy. Instead of breaking up, she offers that we go from being committed to seeing other people? I’m not ok with that – so I say see ya. Maybe note worthy, she came back a month later, pleaded me to take her back and offered to buy me a Lotus Esprit if we ever got engaged. Sorry…. No. This one was about 8 months.

On to the next crazy. Great, just when I figure out what I want, I backtrack, regress, fall off the wagon…. You get the point. So on one of my out of town visits to see friends, I’m out at a club, and run into a whole gaggle of sorority girls from my old University. You can probably guess immediately how this works out. Well, yeah, I hit it off with one of them – she’s totally outside anything I have ever dated. So, as luck would have it, she has just graduated and is moving back to my home town. A couple months later when she is settled, we start dating… She’s tall – maybe 5’7”, skinny, toned, long blonde hair, blue eyes. Very cute – very sorority – very wild. I guess I got the role of arm candy and was immediately dragged to every bar, function, party, etc… no complaints, but she pretty much treats people like ass [ed. I think it came from her parents... but I got my payback, headbutt style]. Yeah – it took 2 years to figure this out. Finally ends one day when she says I have no self confidence and shouldn’t complain about random guys coming to her apartment all the time… so my response – “You want self confidence? We are over! See ya”. She came to my house for 3 weeks banging on the door and crying. I have one rule – never go back, and I have always stuck to my guns.

The next one… what to say, what to say. Well, she fit the usual profile – 5’3”, brown hair, green eyes, super petite. This one was the director of a physical therapy clinic, good family, etc. With this one, I never quite had the same feelings for anyone else, and I can claim it was love at first site. In short order (3 months) we were engaged, and ultimately married. Obviously, since the list goes on, you can see that it didn’t work out. It should have, but it didn’t. She fit all the criteria I was ever looking for in a person, and it still didn’t work out – so maybe its time I went back to the drawing board. From start to finish, I guess this one was about 4 years… wow.

At least, not until I have a rebound girl. The last girl that I dated for any amount of time was a little different in any respect of all the other women I have dated. Well, of course, she was 5’5”, Brown eyes, long long long brown hair… yada yada yada… shaddup already. She had some self augmentation done…:) Was a school teacher too. She was a little closer to my age at this point. Difference was, she inserted into my life and lived vicariously through me and my friends. Anything that I did, she joined and did too. And she played hard. I workout in the gym, she did too – with me. I train for a 150 mile bike ride, she did too at the same pace as me. She was a buff little girl and I was always impressed with that. In the end though, I broke it off with her for no better reason than I thought we were best friends and weren’t moving forward with the relationship. I just wasn’t having those love feelings and I ultimately felt that I was wasting her time. She was a good catch, but maybe not for me. I probably just have issues about the marriage or commitment or something… but as you will see from the remaining blogs and updates, I’m trying to work that out and this is my story.
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Damn Ghostrider that was poignant. Okay next post we will introduce the playas, the contestants, the prospects.... you get the idea.

Introductions

The Cheapthought institute is announcing a new interactive study of male/female interaction.

The subject, hence forth known as Ghostrider, having determined a pool of eligible women will attempt to narrow down and find the most desirable. You the reader are invited to play along.

Here's how the game will be played:

First a dating history of Ghostrider will be posted so everyone can become familiar with the subject's likes and dislikes.

Then the contestants will be introduced, with nicknames, along with a brief physical description. The contestant's current status will also be listed in terms of employment, dating history (where applicable), education (where applicable). All of these will be made as general as possible so as not to reveal who the contestant is. The contestants will remain as confidential as possible so as not to influence the player, who may or may not know the contestant.

Users must make their submissions by 9am on Monday. The winning player of the week will be selected based on how close the person is to the actual score the contestants earned. The winner will be the person closest to 0. Any deviations over or under will be counted as a deduction from 0. Not all contestants need to be scored, however, if that contestant does earn points, and the player did not score her, then the difference will still be accessed.

For instance if the player guesses contestant 1 will earn 25 points but she only earned 15 then the player will be accessed a -10 for that contestant. If she earned 35 points the player will still be accessed a -10.

The scoring system for the contestant will be introduced in the next entry.