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I'm not in love was not what she wanted to hear... and Nora Jones had other ideas as well...
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I'm not in love was not what she wanted to hear... and Nora Jones had other ideas as well... not in love was not what she wanted to hear... and Nora Jones had other ideas as well... There we were... two former lovers trapped in a twilight zone episode of different dimensions at Pappadeaux's restaurant off Central and Spring Valley... She wanted to<b> forgive </font></b>and forget... I was eating my alligator and frog legs... previously, minding my own business... eating a meal that I wanted to eat... not predictable... not the usual shrimp or catfish... something different... don't you hate it, when people expect you to eat this or drink that... and, don't even ask... well, sometimes I do... because I feel life is all about firsts... about taking those moments with someone... and, changing it up a bit... not always... not crazy... I do have things that I like to do... and, I may do them over and over and over... like a broken record or a movie... I've seen a kazillion number of times... or... making love to my melonlicious breasted heavenly creatures that see me... yes... I like that... but, this was not that story... this is part III of two other parts that I wrote about my former lover from two ago... deciding, out of the blue, that she wanted back in... oh my... I just chattel... I just meat... I just an object of affection... I the replacement for someone else... I the rebound... I safe.. well... these were all the thoughts going thru my head... oh, the frog legs and alligator were delicious... She was sipping her beer and tapping those perfectly manicured nails on the table... her gentle soft hands to be held while walking thru a park or an art gallery or a book store or a baseball game... She was quiet... waiting for me to speak... Meanwhile, Norah Jones came in the booth and sat next to me... the lights dimmed and a piano played in the background... the tv noise disappeared... Norah running her hand thru my hair establishing her dibs on me... "Like a flower, waiting to bloom Like a lightbulb, in a dark room just sittin' here waiting for you To come on home and turn me on Like the desert waiting for the rain Like a school waiting for the spring just sitting here waiting for you To come on home and turn me on..." -- Norah Jones "Turn me on" Of course... this is not the right song... But, Norah doesn't see it that way... I going crazy... or, is this just an easy escape from reality and me not to deal with this kind of out of body experience... I just decide going to go with it... My former lover... begins to utter words... I put a finger to Norah's lips and shush her in a nice, kind, polite way... and, she's ok, as she sits back to enjoy the experience... Where do I begin... how could I be so stupid... why did I ever leave you... could you ever<b> forgive </font></b>me... I asked her how she was... what had she been doing... was she abducted by aliens... did she drop her cell phone in a lake... was she in a coma... had she been kidnapped... was she in prison... She said this was hard enough... why was I being difficult... "Come away with me in the night Come away with me And I will write you a song Come away with me on a bus Come away where they can't tempt us, with their lies..." -- Nora Jones "Come away with me" Yes, the piano was playing and it seemed like a scene from Monty Python's "The Holy Grail" where one of the characters wants to jump into a musical... and is thwarted by others... very funny... but, you'd have to be there to get this... I looked at Nora... and, I said "Really... can you please let us have a moment..." she relented and the piano went silent again... and then I said... how come your songs are all about love and happiness... why can't you sing some crazy songs that don't mean anything... and, she just gave me a look... you all know that look... like... I can't believe he said that to me... Anyway... on with my story... Well, now I get the tears and she begins telling me the story of her life starting with last year... and, everything that has gone wrong... and, how she has been doing a lot of soul searching... and, thinking... I must have a sign on me that says "S-U-C-K-E-R"... but, maybe, missing something... maybe, I to work my feminine side... I mean... here... she's here... and, fucking Nora Jones is here... it must be some kind of omen... or is it something else.. I finally ask her... what does she want... she says... ok... she'll have the catfish... of course, that's not what I meant... I meant... what did she want to do with her life... "I waited 'til I saw the sun I don't know why I didn't come I left you by the house of fun I don't know why I didn't come I don't know why I didn't come..." -- Norah Jones " Don't Know Why" We both looked at Nora, and said... can you please just let it go... I've always dreamt about some of my "Sliding to 30 women" who are singers... to meet them and have them sing to me while we are making passionate love... but, now, not so sure... sometimes you just want some peace and quiet... like if you're at a movie and you want to get scared... now, you might have to worry that they might start singing at the wrong time... I never thought about that before writing this blog. Well, my little pretties... I'll leave you here with this... life is complicated... thanks for reading... any thoughts... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!  |
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sometimes you find a gem... I wrote this one over two years ago... the one that got away... hmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Life is very complicated indeed, and I hope life is much better now and I hope you have a great weekend.. ( PS never ignore a lady.. )Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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Life is very complicated indeed, and I hope life is much better now and I hope you have a great weekend.. ( PS never ignore a lady.. )thanks for reading and commenting on my blog post today... I luv life... I live for today... that story was just something that I had to write in the hope that Norah Jones would find me... as it turns out, she did not find me... but, I still enjoyed writing it. Please get to feeling better... drink plenty of liquids and leave the windows closed... hmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi Joy. Thanks for stopping by today. Norah does sing some great tunes.... so glad, that you liked this one... alligator and frog legs are sweet... last night I had octopus for the first time... I've had plenty of squid (calamari), but never octopus... It was ok... stay warm today, it is cold in God's country... hmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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