Admission and Nevermind

OK. I will admit for the first (and maybe the last) time that I occasionally sandbag in this blog. Meaning I downplay the positives that I have, the stuff that's actually worked, and my odds of success... especially in terms of when I go out.

I don't have any illusions about myself being some super-dreamboat, but I look around bars and such and I'm at least middle of the pack in terms of looks and with certain types of ladies (smart ones with good-to-great senses of humor) my personality is pretty good. When I actually work up the nerve to talk to women, it tends to go reasonably well. But most of the time I'm just a bump on a log. I'm working on it, but that's the truth.

I'm saying this because in my previous entry, I was acting like I expected things to go poorly tonight because of the good start to my day. I don't really expect good things when I go out, but there have been but a few nights where I've not had some kind of adventure.

Tonight was an adventure. I'm not going to go into details in this space, but it involved me doing a repeat performance of a karaoke song for the first time... and "Like a Virgin" has treated me very well two times in a row. It also involves a spilled Sprite and a phone number exchange.

So it was a good night, indeed.

On another front: I have been obsessed with Nirvana's "Nevermind" for the last day or two. It's such an odd feeling of nostalgia (remembering the first time I heard it in my college dorm room) and music that I still find appealing today. I hadn't listened to it in a long time, but I heard "On a Plain" on pandora.com and it reminded me. Funny how we need reminding of things sometimes...