Random Esquire

1. I went out for cocktails on Thursday night. We met at Reagle Beagle (named after the bar from Three’s Company). It was a diverse group of people with diverse interests and I had a very good time. I was struck by how rare it is that I find someone instantly interesting but the night was fruitful in this regard. I am always intrigued by the seemingly shy.

After getting home around 1, I ended up working for a few hours and so I was somewhat bleary eyed at work the next day.

2. Friday was a long day and included a meeting that I attended with about as much alacrity as I do when going to see the dentist. Or, say, a loan shark.

Meeting over, I felt like I could relax and finally get a good night of rest – something which has escaped me all week. Instead, I made progress toward ignoring my own advice on never dating an attorney because, as you know, attorneys somewhat suck it. Begijn, do you agree? Though, really Begijn is not a typical attorney. She is a ballerina dancer. Speaking of, I met another ballerina on Thursday night and she informed me that ballerinas are not supposed to have a butt. I thought perhaps she meant that ballerinas were not supposed to have a boo-tay but no, she meant butt. I did not know this. It seems somewhat unfair and contrary to those of us who are just beginning to appreciate ballet, no? Or ballerinas, for that matter.

3. Some women have flirting down to an art form. A melt-your-knee-caps art form. Speaking of fantastic flirts, I believe Plush and I will go dancing tonight. Some nights call for boogie shoes and I’m feelin’ it.