Lou Pickney's Online Commentary
In My Life
Sunday
December 14, 2003
"There are places I'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all..."
-The Beatles "In My Life"
I happened to hear the above-quoted song on 107.3 The Bay earlier this past week, and it's been stuck in my head since then. What a timely song to hear, just as Christmas cards and what not went out from my Tampa abode. In some ways with ex-girlfriends on the list, it's an interesting look back through time. Though there are some not on there, through happenstance or lost contact or the thousand other things that happen in that constant flow we call life.
The whole concept of the Christmas card is somewhat antiquated in this era of e-mail, though it still thrives in that the passing of time is what it is, a rapid thing, and it provides a nice excuse to say hello and pass along well wishes and what not.
The past week has been fun, but busy (as you might tell from the brief absence of columns on here). Hyde Park on Friday night was quite the interesting evening, and managed actually to reaffirm two interesting theories that I've had going as of late. I've been on the fence about writing about them on here, since they may be a little edgy for some of you, but too bad.
1. Some married women go through a major crisis in their early-mid 30's when they suddenly hit their sexual peak and find themselves in that post few years of marriage where the sizzle isn't there anymore. And it drives them crazy. Enough so to cause many of them to stray and/or ultimately get divorced. This topic was brought up to me by a girl at the gym the week before last (who is single but who has a number of female friends going through this scenario right now)... then it was backed up by a certain friend-of-a-friend Friday night at MacDinton's/Whiskey Park. No names named, but I found it all very interesting.
2. My friend Kim Martin took exception to me saying that I needed to have guy friends to go hit the bars with to get rowdy rowdy and chase women with and what not. Now Kim is really cool to hang out with, no question. A fun girl and a good friend. But she and I are after two different things when we hit the bars. She wants to go meet guys, while I want to hook up with girls. Now this scenario can work for guys when girls who are your friends introduce you to their female friends for possibilities. But when the girls add the twist of having their female friend coming equipped with a large diamond wedding ring, you end up have us guys reciting the Vincent Vega "test of one's loyalty" bathroom soliloquy from Pulp Fiction to ourselves. Or something like that.
Here's my long-winded point: it's great to have female friends who you can hang out with and hit the bars with and enjoy spending time with. But it's not the same as having your crew of fellas out on the prowl. Not at all. Strength in numbers when there's a common goal. And I'll say this: sometimes female friends have an uncanny, almost inherent ability to unintentionally cock block you (and I'm not talking about Kim with this, but I'm trying to illustrate situations involving alot of other girls).
You know, here's one I will name names on here about. This is the perfect one. I was at the Ybor Green Iguana over the summer, and my friend Sonia was there with her group of friends. And there was this one cute redhead girl I had met at a party a month or so prior. So we talked some and I was getting my grind on with her on the dance floor. Cute girl, nice body, good times... Until Sonia, with some of her friends I think ready to leave suddenly, literally pulled the redhead chick away from me and off the dance floor. Poof.
Later, I confronted Sonia about it. She apologied, oblivious to what had transpired. So then what happened? Sonia told the redhead that I "liked her" (the redhead). Like this was junior high or something. So that kind of threw the redhead girl for a loop (she was a little hard to get a read on at the party... though we were on the same page at the Iguana, if you know what I mean). So that killed any chance of any hookups with the cute redhead. That's the sort of thing I'm talking about. And I know damn well that most of you fellas out there know at least to one degree or another what I'm talking about with this stuff. If a girl is teasing that she's about to flash, no guy friend of mine has ever, ever tried to block me from taking a photo. I can't say the same for my ranks of female friends. Do you follow me on this?
|  | | Peyton Manning is reaching the prime of his career. |
Barring Ricky Williams having the best fantasy football game in NFL history tomorrow night, it looks like my Hustlers team is heading to Dallas for Fantasy Bowl XII. My starting QB, Peyton Manning, stepped it up today, throwing FIVE touchdowns passing, two of which went to Marvin Harrison (who I also had starting). Give it the sub-title of Battle Of The Bays: Tampa Bay vs. the San Francisco Bay Area (for the Bay Area Pigs). If I win, I'll become only the second team ever to capture back-to-back titles (joining the 1995 and 1996 Punishers, who beat me in consecutive Fantasy Bowls before I finally gained my first title win in 1997). No, it's not real football, but it's fun as hell to play virtual GM against friends. Talk about keeping in touch, this has been an amazing communication catalyst with the friends involved and the nearly twelve years of history that have built up since the league's beginning.
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