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Tex-Mex in the City

this weekend i crashed a wedding reception (in hospital white sneakers) because i heard the call of the dance floor. unlike the elephants in heat, currently residing above me, this call was systematic banging, as only the village people and gloria gaynor know how to do.

recharging my vibe between songs, my only friend in the room left me to my own devices where i struck up a conversation with a local cheese saleswoman.
we talk.
we laughed.
we talked more.
i awkwardly begged her for her sassy sandals, claiming they would complete my ensemble....
and as she got pulled away, she invited me to her cheese shop where i would "learn the secret to amazing grilled cheeses."

so now, a la sarah jessica parker, i type, alone, on my bed: does a relationship need to be based on more than just cheese?

Posted by steveh at October 2, 2006 2:01 AM | TrackBack