But, lest you think I'm unloved... *oh the laughter heard around the country is hilarious*
There's a bodyguard for the Knicks (hmmm, basketball players, not sure I like that scene at all) who speaks very little English who would like to go out with me. He speaks, of course.....Italian! See the tie-in? I'm thinking I could pick up a few words if I date him. Brings new meaning to Rosetta Stone, don't you think?
There's also a painter, residential and industrial not artistic (although I think knowing one's color palette is artistic), but he's "trying to quit smoking." We chat, but until he gets his habit under 10 cigs a day, I don't think I could meet him. I don't think he'd be able to spend an hour with me without smoking. And I can't even bear to think of a kiss with an ashtray. Blech. I told him this, he seems determined, says he's already down from a pack and a half a day. Yikes, how many cigs are in a pack? Well, I was the reason my ex-husband quit smoking, perhaps I can inspire this guy too.
And speaking of inspiration.....tonight is the FIRST spring training game! Hush, don't roll your eyes - there are few things left that entertain me anymore! I know Soxy Deb doesn't even think it is baseball season yet, but with the wonderful creation of MLB Network TV station, members of the Red Sox Nation living outside the NESN zone finally have a means of watching some games without paying extra for it! Tonight's game is on! WOO! Go Sox!
New shirt, new season. Bring it on!