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The Skinny Black Man
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April 3, 2007

Tuesday Night 

You know what's funny? I started this blog as a device to help me get my ex-girlfriend back. Yep, it's true. I had just redesigned my site and was heading to Scotland and had just bumped into her and told her I would be writing here and she could read all about it. Guess what? It worked! Don't ask me how, but it did.

Now don't get the wrong impression, I didn't think of it on the fly when I "bumped" into her. In fact, to be completely honest, I didn't "bump" into her, in the random sense of the word. I knew, or at least suspected, I would see her for about 3 months before I did. So, I had plenty of time to plan what I was going to do. Although I didn't come up with the blog idea until shortly before, and all the other ideas I had, flew out the window when I saw her.

You know, it occurs to me that you don't know me very well, or haven't known me for long enough to know the story, so maybe I should tell it. You probably want to go grab a glass of wine or something. No, go ahead. I'll wait. Comfy? Ok, I'll start from when we met....

It was a little over 6 years ago, in February of 2001. I was in rehearsals for a show called 'Feet.' Great play, although to this day, I have no idea what it was about. Anyway, it was the first day of tech rehearsal on a Saturday, and I was early (very unusual) to the theater. I was hanging out in the theater talking to Jessie (director/friend) when this girl walks in (cue "Rolls Royce 'I want to get next to you'") and says 'hello' to Jessie. Jessie introduced us, and told me that she was going to do the sound for the show. I was standing there thinking "how can I be down!" Having recently acquired a manly amount of confidence with the ladies, I began to flirt, and much to my liking, she was receptive.

(I guess I should interject here and say that this is the first time I remember us meeting. Apparently, a few weeks prior to this, we were both at a party at Jessie's house and met there. She says she was sitting next to me and we spoke briefly, but I swear I don't remember. Please, don't tell her I told you that....moving on)

I have to say that my intentions were less than honorable. The previous relationship I had, had left me wounded. I thought it was going to be the last romantic relationship I was going to have. She was the first woman I had ever lived with and the first woman I seriously thought I was going to marry. But alas, it wasn't to be so and it took me about 7 months to get over her. Since I got over it however, I realized that my stock value was high and I was taking advantage of it by sleeping with whomever I could. So when I met Cindy, that's exactly what I had on my mind.

The flirting went on for about 5 or 10 minutes, before she decided to drop the B bomb on me. That's right, she had a boyfriend. Now, being the guy that I was at that moment, it didn't faze me. After all, I was here and where the hell was he? If he wasn't around, I was pretty confident I could work my magic and have my way with her, so I continued my flirting. Suddenly, the guy who is going to do the lights for us, Sean, comes in, and apparently he's doing double duty, because not only is he the lighting guy, but he's also.....wait for it....Cindy's boyfriend! Well, balls! Oh, well, there were other fish in the sea, and I was going to go fishing.

The show ran for 6 weeks, and audiences enjoyed it, I never understood it and saw Cindy and Sean every single week. That was my first show at Sacred Fools and I like the people there and plus there were a couple of actors who were the shit and I wanted to work with and be around them, so I stuck around. This was my first time being apart of a theater community and I was loving it. I had just stopped working at Universal and decided long before that I would take time away from working 9 to 5 and concentrate on acting. It was the best time of my life. I had saved some money, so that wasn't an issue and there wasn't a show that someone asked me to do that I said 'no' to, so I was a busy bee. Concurrently, I developed into "Captain Rebound." I'm not sure how it started, but I started hooking up with girls who had just gotten out of a relationship and hated men and wanted to take it out on some poor unsuspecting man, with sex. Enter me. I had absolutely no issues, being used for sex. Hell, I asked for it. When I wasn't hooking up with Alanis Morrisette driven women, I found that I could get laid in a way I never thought possible. Honesty.

Now let me be clear, honesty isn't for everybody. Especially when it comes to being a single man trying to get laid. Previously, I had seen men do it and was absolutely amazed that it work. Never in my wildest dreams did I think it would work for me. Nonetheless, I found myself in a bar having a drink with a woman I meet 5 minutes ago saying, "Look, I know we just me and you barely know me from Adam, but I'm kinda feeling a vibe here. I like you and if you like me and you wanna get out of here and do something about it, then why not? We're both adults who know what this is all about and if we're both looking for the same thing, the why would it matter if we actually went on a date? let's just get to what we both want and be happy, because life's too short. Now don't get me wrong, if you're offended by what I just said, or that's not where your head is at, that's cool. I have no problems with that. I just don't want to bullshit for most of the night and then go home alone. I'm looking for company, what about you?" As cheesy and pretentious as that sounds, it worked more than I'll ever admit to. (I'll only admit that it worked once. Good luck finding out the truth.) I think most of the time it worked, because it was true. I wasn't asking them for a 1 night stand, I was asking for a 1 night stand with the potential for more. Completely different.

Anyway, I was living my life, seeing Cindy and Sean every now and again at the theater. They were cool. I even got to know Sean a little bit and felt a little bad for intending on sleeping with his girlfriend. (Not really, but it's the polite thing to say.) So everything was great, nothing lost.

Nothing until the night Cindy came to see the show I was doing and said that she and Sean had broken up....

(to be continued)

(What do you want? It's 11:30am and I have to be at work at 7!)

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