Weatherman II -- The winds of Romance

Springtime is definitely keeping me guessing as to what clothes I need to be wearing to work everyday. I took both of those pictures a few days apart and each time, it only took a matter of minutes for each type of weather to roll in. Yesterday when this dust storm rolled in, it took about 2 minutes to go from clear with just a slight haze on the horizon to *wham!* 100 yard visibility. Other than having to constantly wipe everything in the office down every day, it’s a lot of fun.

And it has also been an interesting couple of days for me socially. On the way back here from my last R&R I happened to meet a very attractive and intelligent Filipino girl who worked at my favorite bookstore in Dubai. We had lunch at a little Chinese food place at the Emirates mall and just chit-chatted for about a half hour and then she gave me her email address and I headed off to catch my plane. I wrote a quick note when I got back here thanking her for having lunch with me, and that was it. The other day I got an email from a very excited girl that I don’t know telling me what a wonderful person I was and how lucky her best friend was to have me as a boyfriend…da da dun dum!

Contrast that with a girl that randomly popped up on my Yahoo IM yesterday. She said she was browsing profiles or whatever and we chatted for a few minutes when all of a sudden she starts asking all kinds of crazy questions. I clammed up a little and after I politely declined to answer a kinky question that I had never even considered before, I was pronounced a jerk “like all of the other guys I’ve known and loved…yada yada yada.” If this girl found out where I lived, I would definitely fear for my cat’s well being or maybe the paint job on my car. As entertaining as it was, its pretty lame at the same time.

The second problem was cured with the convenient“block user” option, but I still have to diffuse my situation with the seemingly very sweet but evidently thoroughly confused Filipino girl. I absolutely love the sensitive and delicate nature of women, but it complicates things sometimes .Even if this girl is somewhat naïve and confused, I still don’t relish the thought of inflicting any unpleasant truths on her. Ah well. Maybe I’ll say I’m gay or something, it worked for Mel Gibson.

At least I don’t have Myspace anymore, man the crazy girls who used to find me on there. I actually dated a few of them on R&Rs in the states and in Europe. Those dates almost never ended well but they were always extremely entertaining. I carried a passed out drunk girl for what seemed like 2 miles over my shoulder to drop her off at her house one time. That gets old. Like Bob Marley, it’s time for Pete to get “back to reality” with his dating prospects. The only problem is all the girls here carry automatic weapons and wear combat boots...