Margaritas, a Mariachi Band, and Many Women

Well, I have to say that the whole 24 hour call was premature. I've decided to wait until tomorrow b/c I really want to spend a little time with it. So hang on, please...... In the meantime, I'll share with you yet another story in the life of thewalrus. I don't know what's up with my social life these days but it has not only become incredibly active but it takes me to new and strange places, literally and metaphorically.

Tonight I went out with a friend of mine to catch up on things. We met at a Mexican restaurant out in Valparaiso. So we chatted and ate and caught each other up on our respective lives. And before my stomach could digest the enchiladas I consumed, I was sitting with five attractive females (four of them single), sipping $2 margaritas, and listening to a mariachi band. Now, in my opinion, that's a good situation if you're a single male. Even better, there were 2 girls there who work together who are naturally competitive with each other. So...the light bulb came on, I worked my charm, and before I knew it I was sitting between them. I tipped the mariachi guys really well but I think they were so impressed with my horde of beautiful ladies that they were tempted to begin tipping me (esp. after I convinced one of the girls to salsa dance for them). I'm pretty confident that a few of you may have received phone calls from one of the girls. She was using my cellphone of course and marking her cellular territory. It's a hard life, I tell you. And after all that, I'm still single. Why am I so stubborn? Why can't I just play the game and be like everybody else (esp. now that I'm actually good at it)? Sometimes it just royally sucks to have been in love before...