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Jun
1
2002

Destiny takes off running towards the monkey-bars. I'm holding my camera, but I head back to the slide to pick up my camera bag.

She is sitting on a bench swing: dark curly hair, haltertop, sunglasses, curvy body. She's watching her daughter play on the ladybug teeter-totter.

Chaos rests on my right shoulder; Order is perched on my left.

Take her picture Chaos says.

Don't do it warns Order.

The woman notices I'm looking at her, and makes eye contact. I smile, she smiles back.

Just say "smile," and take her picture. It'll break the ice.

It's not the right thing to do.

What? Fuck that -- be spontaneous; women love it.

It would be inappropriate; she'll think you're psycho.

It's digital; delete the picture if you have too, but I think she'll be flattered.

She might be wearing a ring.

So? We can't see her hand from here.

So, she may be married; few single moms come here.

There's no harm in it; It'll massage her ego, you'll be pleased to have made a woman blush.

You can just say "hi" when you walk by.

This is why Andrea hasn't said anything to you in a while; you're a pussy, and you back down when you need to be spontaneous. You're too damn scared to offend a woman, so you miss all your opportunities.

Andrea just has a busy life, and so do you -- women want a polite man, someone who shows respect and restraint. If you jump in too deep, you'll just get yourself into trouble. Opportunity will present itself, without tilting at windmills.

I walk past. She's back to watching her daughter. I don't say "hi." I don't take her picture.

Don't be so hard on yourself, it is very tough to be sure how a woman will react these days

--Sparky , 6/2/2002 06:12:05

D, seriously, you are too cool... Creative as hell, and then some. Embrace the psycho within, it's not spontaneity that women like, it's doing the unexpected they like, not conforming to the way you are "supposed" to do things, which is less spontaneity and more "psycho" as defined in our culture. I bet what I originally said was better, but I put an incorrect e-mail address so it didn't accept my comment. Sadness...

--rusty, 6/4/2002 09:57:09

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