I'd Really Love To See You Tonight
I'm guilty of recently picking up a $3 CD at Target that included some rather lame 70's pop ballads from my childhood. They're the aural equivalent of comfort food. I popped it in the stereo and was singing along in my car with the top down.
I should never have listened to it. I think my mobile sing-a-long has somehow invoked some combination of karma and Kasey Casem long distance dedication mojo. Do you know this one?
It made me think of someone specific. I was on my way out to meet up with a gaggle of friends for a birthday happy hour when J called. Haven't heard from him in ages. He's not local. Our last visit was in Boston... and I can't even remember how long ago that was. A year ago? Was it more?
I was presenting at a conference back then and he came down to the city for the weekend. We hung out with his friends one night and took in a photography exhibit at the museum the next day. When the new job took me to Boston this June, it was hard for me. Now that city reminds me of him.
We have a connection. There's definitely substance and he's just as much a unique personality as I am, but the logistics don't work. I live in Austin. He doesn't. I'm not moving to try him on like a pair of shoes. Neither is he. We've never gotten to actually date each other. Not really.
We spent a long time on the phone catching up with each other. It's mundane. It's compassionate. It's wistful. And despite how annoyed I was at him with our last visit and our disagreement, part of me thinks yes, it would be really nice to just be with him.
By the time I got downtown, it was no longer happy hour at Casino el Camino, but my friends were happy to see me anyway. We moved the party to someone's house and it was a perfect evening. Homemade mojitos with mint clipped fresh from the garden. Some twinkly patio lights. A small group of just the right people. Perfect weather.
I felt complete.
I should never have listened to it. I think my mobile sing-a-long has somehow invoked some combination of karma and Kasey Casem long distance dedication mojo. Do you know this one?
I'm not talking 'bout movin' in...
and I don't want to change your life...
but there's a warm wind blowin', the stars are out...
and I'd really love to see you tonight.
It made me think of someone specific. I was on my way out to meet up with a gaggle of friends for a birthday happy hour when J called. Haven't heard from him in ages. He's not local. Our last visit was in Boston... and I can't even remember how long ago that was. A year ago? Was it more?
I was presenting at a conference back then and he came down to the city for the weekend. We hung out with his friends one night and took in a photography exhibit at the museum the next day. When the new job took me to Boston this June, it was hard for me. Now that city reminds me of him.
We have a connection. There's definitely substance and he's just as much a unique personality as I am, but the logistics don't work. I live in Austin. He doesn't. I'm not moving to try him on like a pair of shoes. Neither is he. We've never gotten to actually date each other. Not really.
We spent a long time on the phone catching up with each other. It's mundane. It's compassionate. It's wistful. And despite how annoyed I was at him with our last visit and our disagreement, part of me thinks yes, it would be really nice to just be with him.
By the time I got downtown, it was no longer happy hour at Casino el Camino, but my friends were happy to see me anyway. We moved the party to someone's house and it was a perfect evening. Homemade mojitos with mint clipped fresh from the garden. Some twinkly patio lights. A small group of just the right people. Perfect weather.
I felt complete.
posted by Master Dater @ 10:37 PM
2 Comments:
At 2:18 AM,
Anonymous said…
Casino el Camino, huh? I wonder if I've seen you there before. I like that place a lot...
At 7:14 AM,
Anonymous said…
Hi MD,
I hate when you pull up beside someone and you have music playing in the stereo that you are imbarrassed to be listening to haha- i can't imagine what it's like when you have the top down in the convertible haha no where to hide.
I love house parties with good friends where you can sit back and relax and not have to worry about getting home if you drink to much, always an invite to stay and party on with your good company.
The logistics thing is hard, yes there is no way getting around that one unfortunately, suppose a girl can't be everywhere at once, even when she is in much demand :-)
Regards A
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