Thursday in Seattle

Seattle is pretty lame for game. I'm a poet and don't know it.
I arrive at my fav game bar at 10 pm. It is closed. Closed!
So I walk across the street. I'm feeling a little anxiety. No, a lot of anxiety. I haven't really been out solo in awhile, and I'm checking out new venues that are mostly filled with dudes. What's the solution? Warmup!

36. I see two girls outside smoking. I start to open them with horse girl, and one of them asks me before I can speak a word, "don't I know you from somewhere?" I chat both of them up until they finish smoking, and they decide to go back to their outdoor seating area where they are having dinner and drinks. A few minutes later I open them again, and introduce myself to the 3rd person in their group... a Mom. She loves me. She keeps laughing at everything I say and touching me. I get some Thursday in Seattle venue advice from them, and move on. I'm supposed to meet up with some friends I haven't seen in several months (C>5)

37. I walk inside a bar I have been to once before, and wait for my friends to arrive. I do a walkthrough and there is really only one set. I sit next to her at the bar, and I hear somebody sitting next to her say "Isn't that (persons name) from that band (bands name.) She says back, I don't know, and then turns to me and starts gaming me. She asks my name, and I say the band persons first name. She asks what I'm doing in town. Work. What do you do for work? She is totally interviewing me, and kino'ing me. I play a little resistance. I don't quite answer, and ask about some wine she is drinking, if it is good. She says she comes here a lot, and recommends a white wine. I tell her I prefer red. She definitely prefers white, so I disqualify her for that. She tries harder. So... were you doing a show here? I really don't care if people are in a band, they are just normal people. I tell her that I'm not really in a band, I'm a male stripper. That's great, because she really is a female stripper. She is now practically sitting in my lap, and I am rubbing her back and the back of her neck. My friends walk in, touch my shoulder to let me know that they are there, and then sit back and watch the show. Another stripper is nearby, and it is her birthday soon, so they are celebrating, but need to go back to work. My girl tells me we need to meet up later, and I say if it is meant to happen it will happen. Give me your number. I don't know if she was trying to pull me to her work or not. So we do the # exchange, and then I tell her to kiss me. She gives me a weak little kiss on the side of the mouth and then I let her go and go chat with my old friends

I text her later, but no response


I had a couple hours of good chatting with my friends and catching up, then I hit the sack. Peace out