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November 15, 2002

Catching the Wild Mustangs or What's New at the Corral

First, a brief thank you to all of my grammar-rentative family members for not giving me grief about the mixed metaphor of "wild Mustangs" and the word "Chorale". Singing horses! Yeah, right. Secondly, a briefer thank you to Mr. Butler for advising me of my faux pas with such grace...and aplomb. Are you sure you aren't German/Irish and related to any Karls?I seem to have burned through a coupla horses in the Frivolous Fall Dating Season with a little more than a month to go. While I do not think that my barn has a revolving door, it's time to free some of the horses into the wild. The herd is thinning. I am not sure if that is a good thing or not. While those left are some pretty good horseflesh, I think I may be a pretty demanding...er...rider. (I promise I do not intend that to be as dirty as it sounds. Get your mind out of the gutter, suh, I am a lady.) Here's the update on the horses of Frivolous Dating Past and the current residents of the Casa Mermu Corral.

Gentleman Caller The Gentleman Caller and I met again in early October and had a lovely time dancing the night away. He's a barrell of fun. Spontaneous and not at all pretentious. You have to like a guy who isn't afraid to be an idiot on the dance floor; and yet have enough rhythm to salsa on the two-beat. We laughed our asses off that night. Alas, the Gentleman Caller is too deep into his own blue funk to enjoy the scenery, the ride, and the adventure. I am all about helping a friend in need; but I am no martyr and GC was self-involved to the point of rudeness. I am not the girl to be walking on eggshells no matter how frivolous the dating season. I wish him all the best and hope we can still be friends. I am sure we will be.

The Republican A paradox to say the least. An artist who actually thinks "Jr." is a good idea? The truth is that The Repub is also a good guy. He is however completely unschooled in how to deal with dating. He's artistic, frenetic, against the grain and edgy; things that can be perceived as intriguing or off-putting. In the end I feel that our needs are completely different in the intimacy arena. This one is tricky though. I would also like to remain friends with him but as a person he seems to get frustrated and pissed off frequently. My fear is that, while he has done nothing to indicate to me that he was ever more than passably interested, he will be upset to the point of breaking off any sort of friendship altogether. I suppose if that's the way it must be; then it must. I have certainly been in situations where I knew I couldn't maintain a healthy friendship without sacrificing too much of myself. If this is the case for The Republican it would surprise the hell out of me. But he's cagey and hard to read about these things. I think I am just stressing over having "the Conversation". To add a little more spice to the stew, The Republican and I came up with a mutual business arrangement and he's a good friend of a friend. I really, really want to handle this the right way...any thoughts?

Chachi This is my 24 year old pal. We have a really bizarre relationship. We met about 3 or 4 months ago at a party held by a Pangolin Pics coworker in Astoria. It was a lovely summer night on a rooftop overlooking the city from the East Side...a view of which I rarely have the chance to partake. The party was full of people younger than I; I thought I was doing a reasonably good job of blending in with the whippersnappers. At the end of the evening, Chachi asked for my card and gave me his.This request was a bit of a shocker. He had earlier seemed to be quite interested in a 22 year old girl named May that turned out to be married. I actually thought he asked for my information out of some youthful, macho need to at least "score a number". I bemusedly gave him my card thinking how sweet I was to indulge him and knowing I would never hear from him again. Lo and behold, he did take the time to call me. Four some odd months and a dozen phone calls later, Chachi and I have struck up quite a lovely friendship. We have yet to meet since the initial party. At one time I thought this guy could be a "prize" racer. After all, Sandra Bullock is dating younger men. It seems very de rigueur for these MaleMay/FemaleDecember romances...something about independent free thinking women needing guys who aren't so stodgy and hung up on antiquated gender roles. I am no longer so sure that Chachi belongs in my stable though. He actually just had a great first date this weekend with someone of which his mother would approve. On that, I would have to wish him the best. He is, without question, a stellar person and a gentleman. He deserves something stunning. BTW, Chachi will hate his pseudonym if he ever gets wind of it...but it fits in a "six degrees of separation" sort of way and it's what came up spur of the moment like.

Turkish Jonathan A few weeks before the cabaret I met a lovely Turkish man in a dark suit named Jonathan on the Weehawken bus. He was dark and handsome (not sure about the tall as we were seated). We sat next to each other and chatted on the harrowing drive from Port Authority to Boulevard East. I mentioned Tex in the City and gave him my card with my safe Answering Service phone number. He called and left a message with his phone number sometime during the cabaret. In the muddle of my birthday, the cabaret et all I somehow erased it. Oops! Hope that wasn't my "Triple Crown". So that just leaves a few various and sundry guys who I haven't actually gotten in touch with as of yet and.....

Mr. Butler An enigmatic and intriguing stallion to say the least. I have to say I have yet to be bored with this one and so far any flaws I have uncovered seem either circumstantial or make him more endearing to me. He's definitely a sly one and very skittish. This one knows how to jump the fence and that is worrisome. I wonder would he be less skittish if I added more stallions to the pen? Which leads me to..

Contract Renewal

My Frivolous Fall lease is up in a month and I am already pondering what to do...The idea was a good one. I have had a few great adventures, met some interesting people but have yet to date a midget. Mr. Butler suggested "Wild Winter Dating" may be next in line. I do think it is a good idea to have to "re-upp" every few months. No long contract for me, even in frivolity. I will take stock in the situation; and see how I am feeling about the whole business closer to the Winter Solstice. Though all evidence to the contrary I think I am at heart a truly monogamous girl; but one thing that Friv Fall has shown me is that monogamy and commitment should be earned, asked for and reciprocated. No use putting perfume on a skunk. There are a lot of skunks in NY masquerading as eligible men. Monagamy and commitment aren't a place where one starts.

Posted by mermu at November 15, 2002 04:43 AM

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