I was a bit early. I wanted to avoid the downtown rush hour traffic, and hopefully get a parking spot near where we were to meet. As I walked in, I was happy to see that it wasn't really crowded yet, so I did a quick look around to see if she was there already. But there's that feeling of "will I recognize her?" as I'm checking out the tables. Satisfied that she wasn't there, I waited for her at the front door.
As the minutes passed, my mind started to wander... Would I recognize her as she walked in the door? Would this be a quick dinner, then get out of the place? Could I entertain her with any sort of discussion? Would I be a bore? A disappointment? Or even worse...how could I sneak away without appearing obvious if she turned out to be psycho or started on some super conservative topic of conversation??
There's two things that immediately struck me as Gucci Mama walked in. And they weren't her boobs (but, oh my!). First was her auburn hair. She's never quite captured that color in any of her pictures, but damn! Secondly, she was far taller than I anticipated. Of course, when I mentioned that to her, she immediately showed me the 4 inch heels she was wearing. You know that first impression you get when you meet someone for the first time? And you just know you're going to click? She nailed it!
We had a great time! We gossiped. We talked about you. And you. And definitely YOU! And him. And the icky him. All of them. And her. And him and her. And her and him and her. And...well, you get the idea. Personal secrets/stories were shared. Pinky pacts were made (three, I believe). Then we finally got around to ordering dinner! All while being checked-up on by her sister, who was texting her every half hour to be sure she was OK. They even had a "code" word, just in case! She didn't want to have Gucci and me headlining the next edition of Dateline or something! (I think it was bad enough that Gucci was having dinner with one of those 'internet people'. Good thing she didn't know it was that 'nekkid' guy!) All in all, we spent about five hours together. Eating, drinking, sharing, laughing, surprising. And embarrassing each other with our amazing pool-shooting abilities... Probably could have gone longer, but by that time, her sister had pulled out the big guns and put the Wee Guccis on the phone, crying for their mama.
If I had to describe Gucci, I'd say she's exactly what you'd expect from her online persona. And nothing at all like it. Make sense? Intelligent, confident, and a hoot (don't know if that's "Gucci-like", but it's an apt description). As for the boobs and ass, yeah, I scoped them out pretty well while she was bent over the pool table for those long awkward shots. I think she purposely opted for those particular ones. But definitely two thumbs up! I'm fairly certain that this won't prove to be a one-time meeting. At least, I hope not. Thanks for a great time, Gucci! I now have a much better idea of what we should wager for the next Grizzly/Bobcat game!
The shadowed dark
The amber glow
They call to me
In whiskey warmth, alluring touch
Of passion, of sultry sensuality
Echoes of the man craved
From white dawn to rose-tinted dusk
This week's Mystery Guest will be revealed Thursday afternoon. Of course, leave her a comment on her site if you know who she is!
Not too hard to recognize this week's MG as Cheeky Minx! Stop by and say hi (and wish her a late happy birthday, too!).
A good showing over at "...the Other HNT" this week. Definitely NSFW. Leave some comment loving for your comrades over there, OK?
Jobthingy sent me an email this week with a link to a story on power of anonymity - the good and the bad. It's a pretty good read, and food for thought. And it off-handedly refers to HNT, too!
It's going to be sub-zero temps for the next few nights, the wind's blowing, and it's snowing. Must mean the symphony has a concert at the Cathedral this weekend! Things start up on Thursday afternoon, so it might take me a few days to make the rounds... Hopefully I'll get some stuff posted, too. The MT Legislature is the best comedy in town these days, except their actions are affecting real lives. Not quite the sideshow as Wisconsin or Indiana at the moment, but equally embarrassing and frustrating!