The 9-Hour Date

So, here's the lowdown, as promised:

Got to his house about 3:30, and we immediately took off for Nashville. I was kind of disappointed to not get to see the inside of his house, but there was Rollins to see! We had good conversations on the way up, just talking about everything and nothing. There were silences, but none that felt uncomfortable. He looks pretty much the same, but his hair is now longer than mine. Looks good on him. On the way up, he mentioned getting dinner before the show, and said that there was some steakhouse that had 4-star ratings. I asked if we were perhaps underdressed for such a place, and he said that he didn't really care.

So we get to Nashville, and he says that the steakhouse is Morton's. MORTON'S!!! I pointed out that we were definitely too underdressed to go there. He was a bit disappointed, but there was no way I was going into Morton's in jeans and those shoes. (Note: He had not yet seen said shoes, as I didn't get out of the car when I picked him up.) We decided to find somewhere else.

He finally got to see the shoes when we parked. He liked them. Quite a bit. I saw that look he gave me. It was very, "Oh, I see..." But who wouldn't like the shoes? Those things are rockin'! (I doubt I'll wear them outside the house again.)

I saw a nice-looking hotel at the corner where we parked, and we found a cute little restaurant in there. We had drinks, and he got his steak, and I had pasta, and then cheesecake. This guy definitely knows how to spoil a girl. Being me, I could barely eat a third of the food, but it was good nonetheless. The service was a little overwhelming as there really weren't any other patrons, so I felt hovered on, but it was OK. We laughed and talked more, and then it was time for the show.

For those who don't know, we went to see Henry Rollins' spoken word show. He was a vocalist for Black Flag in the 80s, and has his own band now, and also does these talking tours.

I really enjoyed the show. Rollins talked for just over 2 hours, and I laughed so hard my eye makeup ran. There was one point where I thought that if he said one more funny thing, I might just split in two. The downside was that some of his material was recycled, but since this was my third show, I guess it's to be expected.

On the drive home, he entertained me enough so that I wouldn't fall asleep, and we just chattered on and on. We hugged goodnight, and have plans to get together again on Sunday.

I didn't fall in my shoes...only stumbled once or twice. However, on the way back to the car, I had had enough and took them off and just walked barefoot. I left no bruises on him as I held his arm as we walked back to my car. No Red Bull for the drive; I made do on my Diet Mt. Dew.

Best thing he said: On the drive home, he was searching for my ashtray. I asked him if he needed the overhead light. His response: "No, I know how to put things into holes in the dark." Good line. Very good line.

Overall, a very fun evening with a very interesting person. I look forward to seeing him again.