Bloglander

Friday, August 26. I was the guy sitting alone near the bar eating my
burger and fries, wearing a white Washinton DC shirt. You out in the front
patio area, cute blonde, tall, wearing a black mini dress. When I wasn't
looking you tapped me on my shoulder, said you're in a bachelorotte party
and needed a guy. Me, could only answer, am I special enough, dumb as it
sounded even to me. You said tonight you are. Cheek to cheek we looked at
your friends and you kissed my cheek. I smiled the rest of tonight. Hope
you're not the one who was getting married, want to go on a date? Thanks
for making a lonely guy smile.