Category Archives: awkwardness

Space Invader

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[Blast from the past–from April 8, 2004] It started out with me on my way to the grocery store, having awakened with no coffee in the house-a tragedy all on its own. I thought of that little coffeeshop down the street and thought maybe I’d stop in to check it out, so I brought what i lovingly refer to as my Tippi Tap Typer just in case. Roscoe’s Music and Espresso Cafe was a tiny establishment, but intriguing. It was time I tried to get out of the house a little and use my new toy in a different environment. … Continue reading →

Awkward.

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Saturday, I was to meet this woman at Metropolis (for the first time). When I stepped inside, a woman waiting at the counter turned, smiled at me and came toward me, as i said, “Rhonda?” (Not just as a courtesy, but because I couldn’t believe this was her. She didn’t look like her photo). But she said “yes” and shook my hand. We chatted– awkward small talk– as I was trying to get over the fact that she was NOTHING like I thought she’d be. And she was tall and lanky and her voice was odd. Too low. She even looked … Continue reading →

Fat Chance: Lament of a Transplanted Single

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Before moving here, I never had to worry about what my friends thought of me. They knew me. Sometimes for 10 or 20 years–a few of them longer than that. And I was in relationships usually. Serial monogamist. So I didn’t have to worry about the impression I made, or if I was going to get laid anytime soon, or whether there was someone to confide in, play with…now, it’s all new. New State, new city, new people, and SINGLE, though not NEWLY SINGLE. Aside from a five month relationship, I’ve been single for what? 4 or 5 years? Add … Continue reading →

Women’s Homophobic Meetup Group

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Several friends have asked about my evening with the Women’s Social meetup group. So thought I’d jot a little blurb to let you all know that I don’t think I’ll be hanging out with that group. We met at Baker Street Pub in Lakewood–great place. I’m sure I’ll go there a lot. Just not with these people. I had nothing in common with them. Just a little example… They were all talking about dating, and I was asked directly what kind of men I date. I wanted to say, “The kind with breasts and lipstick” but was afraid they would … Continue reading →

Making Tracks

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So my first First Fridays at Tracks. I went, faithfully following my GPS, and watching the little pulsing blue dot that was me on the map, as I veered repeatedly from the route I was supposed to take. I’ve discovered that if I just drive straight shots through town, I do better. The Highway is confusing and I end up taking the wrong lane and having to circle back and start over. Later I ran into Tina and her friend and spent a little time with them. Everyone wanted to steal my electronic cigarette. I must get some stock to … Continue reading →