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Yes RR, it's true. I flew to AZ. I arrived on BN around late 1999 early 2000...... Flashback...... Flashback.......

After breaking up with my girlfriend, who went back and remarried her ex husband, I was on BN practically all night. Especially on my day off I would be at the PC smoking a pack of cigs and drinking a pot of coffee. Mostly, I would be teaching myself software programs for video and listening to Buffett concerts pre Sirius days. And three minutes for p***. Oops. Was that last part out loud?

I would see folks come and go to BN. I of course was a lonely BN'er having doubt I would ever meet another woman watching, rather reading about others having fun. In November 2001 I met my first Buffett web board folks at the MSG show. The significance of this? It allowed me to meet other folks. I was coming out of my shell. I won't talk about my week in the Outer Banks with the folks from Jimmy Dreamz in detail, but it did play a part in allowing me to move forward.

A big step in my life, aside from eating without a bib and going to college the same year in my mid thirties, was going to the Memorial Day weekend 2002 shows in Vegas. Yep. I went on a plane. Not my first time mind you. I did fly to the Bahamas by myself in the early 90's. But that's for another day and another girlfriend story. That story involves working at a drive in and the first person who turned me on. To Buffett.

After landing in Vegas and seven heart attacks later, I survived the flight to and from. Hey, I was getting good at meeting strangers, who now are my BN friends. Between these shows and the Camden show Rasppy started to appear on the boards. I noticed her signature mentioning "The Last Man Standing". I told all the other males to sit down while I remained standing. Reflecting now, it's kind of funny to think I was the Last Man Standing or the last choice? It's funny the way she interpreted that song. Mac laughed when rasppy told her that story. A kind of "oh my god woman!" laugh.

Where does Molly come in? Well, we were both sending messages to her inquiring about the other. She was kind of the middle person. Matchmaker. This is where I would start singing "Matchmaker, matchmaker..." if you were in person listening to this story. Anyway, Edith and I started to P.M. each other here on BN. Then it happened. I gave her my AIM address. Now I was moving to first base in the online dating world. Second base here I come!!!

Sadly, I went to the Camden show in June 2002 solo. Happily I was now meeting more BN folks for the first time. I did hide behind my video camera for most of the day until I started to warm up. At this point I did not expect anything to go further with Rasppy. I felt safe, she was far away from me and I didn't have to get close.

Pause for a coffee refill. Be back after this message from Ticketmaster.

moog wrote:Mac laughed when rasppy told her that story. A kind of "oh my god woman!" laugh.

I was there. It was a good sort of "oh my god woman!" laugh!!

Where were we? Oh yea. Afraid in Jersey. But things did move forward. This was a P.M. she sent me:
Anthony, I don't usually do this so you are special. My email address is xxxxx I check email every night. Phone number is xxxx. My cell is xxxxx.

Well, looks like second base was coming. For a couple of months we would talk to each other, learning, feeling each other out (on the phone you perverts). The only knowledge we had of what the other looked like was via pictures. And you know what justice pictures can do. Maybe I was desperate or thinking this would not materialize I told Edith I would be willing to get and up and leave for a woman. I felt confident. After all I went to concerts to meet other people. Of course that looked good in fantasy, but well you know the ending to that one. Hee hee, she came here. She flew to JFK in the fall of 2002. I could look up the date but it's easier to remember it was the day Senator McLain was on Saturday Night Live.

So here I am at JFK wondering what in god's name am I doing here. Now I'm thinking okay, she'll see me and get it out of her system and never return. Maybe I should run. Nah, that wouldn't be good to strand her. I had and idea what she looked like so I was able to see her come down the escalator. So I hid behind a post. Thinking Fatal Attraction? Black Widow? As she approached I walked up and said rasppy? me moog. Well I don't recall the exact words. On the drive to Jersey via the romantic Belt Parkway, I glanced at her and could see she had that look. The look of oh my, what am I doing here. I admit this is a heck of a way to meet a person. Kind of nutty.

So we spent Saturday and Sunday getting to know each other, YAHOOOOOOOOOO third base!!!! And the weekend was over in a flash. For a couple of months I was thinking, how do I get out of this. In a spur of what could have been a moment of madness, I booked a trip to Phoenix for Feb 2003. Now this is serious. Me flying cross country for a woman? I was wondering if this was desperate measures for a desperate man.

moog wrote:So here I am at JFK wondering what in god's name am I doing here. Now I'm thinking okay, she'll see me and get it out of her system and never return. Maybe I should run. Nah, that wouldn't be good to strand her. I had and idea what she looked like so I was able to see her come down the escalator. So I hid behind a post. Thinking Fatal Attraction? Black Widow? As she approached I walked up and said rasppy? me moog. Well I don't recall the exact words. On the drive to Jersey via the romantic Belt Parkway, I glanced at her and could see she had that look. The look of oh my, what am I doing here. I admit this is a heck of a way to meet a person. Kind of nutty.

So we spent Saturday and Sunday getting to know each other, YAHOOOOOOOOOO third base!!!! And the weekend was over in a flash. For a couple of months I was thinking, how do I get out of this. In a spur of what could have been a moment of madness, I booked a trip to Phoenix for Feb 2003. Now this is serious. Me flying cross country for a woman? I was wondering if this was desperate measures for a desperate man.

is this the same view of Jersey you get in the opening credits of the Sopranos?

So here I am in Phoenix. Then I met him. The other man in her life. Tink. While everyone else was at the Orlando show, I was being cross examined by the cat. "Who are you? What are you doing with my mistress? What's your view on Lassie being a phoney?" Boy was I afraid of him. Especially while in her bathroom while the cat was staring me down while he sat on the sink and I on the bowl.

So things were looking okay. I was still thinking this won't last. I was afraid of commitment. I was thinking there was a hot model out there for me somewhere. But Rasppy made a suprise visit in may of that year and we decided she would come here and we can get closer. I know the ending is not a exciting story but it's not meant to be. We married after a year living together in my mother's house. We moved into our own house (yahooo fourth base!!!) the week before we married. Sinners.

And now I can go to concerts not alone, but with my best friend and the woman who is very dear to my heart.

moog wrote:And now I can go to concerts not alone, but with my best friend and the woman who is very dear to my heart.

awwwwwwwwwwwwww............

RinglingRingling wrote:is this the same view of Jersey you get in the opening credits of the Sopranos?

No that would be the Lincoln Tunnel and the Jersey turnpike.

ahhh... such a great story moog!

wow...for a man of very few words in person...that was awesome. You are quite an entertaining writer!!
(and a very lucky man I might add!)

Thanks Kitty. I would have polished it but I have to go to the day job. It's more fun doing it off the top of the head.

Actually if I fixed the grammar and spelling this would make a good essay.

RinglingRingling wrote:

moog wrote:So here I am at JFK wondering what in god's name am I doing here. Now I'm thinking okay, she'll see me and get it out of her system and never return. Maybe I should run. Nah, that wouldn't be good to strand her. I had and idea what she looked like so I was able to see her come down the escalator. So I hid behind a post. Thinking Fatal Attraction? Black Widow? As she approached I walked up and said rasppy? me moog. Well I don't recall the exact words. On the drive to Jersey via the romantic Belt Parkway, I glanced at her and could see she had that look. The look of oh my, what am I doing here. I admit this is a heck of a way to meet a person. Kind of nutty.

So we spent Saturday and Sunday getting to know each other, YAHOOOOOOOOOO third base!!!! And the weekend was over in a flash. For a couple of months I was thinking, how do I get out of this. In a spur of what could have been a moment of madness, I booked a trip to Phoenix for Feb 2003. Now this is serious. Me flying cross country for a woman? I was wondering if this was desperate measures for a desperate man.

is this the same view of Jersey you get in the opening credits of the Sopranos?

nah, the belt is the expressway leading to and from JFK airport, and for 23 hours 59 minutes of the day is a living hellhole.

BTW, very nicely written moog.

Very nice Moog. As others said befoer Very well written.

awww Moogy it was a pleasure to be part of the Cinderella story between you and Rasppy.





But remember, Rasppy had my phone number the first time she flew to meet you---you know, just in case

MOOG that is such a cool and touching story!!!

springparrot wrote:But remember, Rasppy had my phone number the first time she flew to meet you---you know, just in case

If you look at the video I sent you, some of the posts between Edith and I are in the musical video part.