Sep 4, 2009

flirting with dispassion

I had a lovely bit of unexpected flirtation today at a very boring seminar....
with a very cute, witty photographer, a transplant from NYC....lots of arm touching, laughing at my bad jokes, compliments, eye contact. Perfect! I'm talking
Rom-Com quality banter here.


She's got beautiful brown hair and blue eyes.

(uh. yeah.)

10 comments:

David said...

Flirting is always fun even if there is no ultimate goal.

jason said...

True, David...I'll take what little I can get.

Michael said...

You're fun.

MJ said...

But she has a Secret Lady Place!

Fabulastic said...

It seems that the older we get the lesser men are attract by us but the more women do.

To be over thirties an not having a wedding ring on the finger is the ultimate women magnet....

Jill said...

Maybe she'll become a new friend. I told you a while back that you need new female friends.

I think my favorite flirting is with my gay friends. It's innocent and fun.

Fabulastic said...

Well, all my contacts with women started because they thought I was just gay and everything was just fun and innocent...

The Kinsley scale goes both ways...

ayem8y said...

Maybe she can introduce you to her fabulous gay friends in NYC...silver linings you know...

mrpeenee said...

Or maybe you can turn into a lesbian, have a tortuous affair for six months with the photographer and then spend the rest of your life avoiding each other at parties. And weeping. Lots of weeping.

jason said...

As usual, Peenee's got the best idea.