So I thought I would take a moment to provide you gents out there with some helpful hints you may take to heart the next time you wish to date a woman of some substance.

1. When you call a gal at 6:45 and tell her she has a mere fifteen minutes to run around like a crazy person and finish getting ready to go to that Beck/Flaming Lips concert, do not then show up at her pad fifteen minutes late. She ran herself ragged to get ready on time for you; you can damn well do the same.

2. If for some reason you are going to be late, make sure it's because you took the time to shower after work. Don't show up late and semi-stinky...and high, showing that you chose to partake of the evil weed rather than a shower. I know the date may make you nervous; hence the weed. However, extra nerves translate in to extra B.O. if you avoid the shower and the new layer of deoderant, so take note.

3. When in the midst of a discussion revolving around the gal's upcoming hair-cut, do not say to her anything like: "It looks good when it's straight," especially when that opinion is completey unprovoked and most especially when she's sitting next to you with curly hair (of course, had she known you were going to be late getting to her pad, she may have had the time to straighten her hair. See helpful hint #1).

4. Do not for any reason run out of cash. The gal probably has some on her; in fact she may have even paid for parking and for your drink during the concert intermission. Don't then expect that she wants to pay for an additional drink at a bar after the show, because in all liklihood she will not want to. If you can't pay for the drinks, don't suggest having them. It truly does not matter if you bought the concert tickets. You asked her out, you pay (unless she offers otherwise, such as with the $8 parking). End of story. She'll pay when she asks you out on a date.

5. If this is your first date, do not scare the gal away by referring to Christmas and/or New Years Eve plans as if it is a given you will spend both days together.

6. If you are not anywhere near the point in your relationship where you begin to discuss the option of making yours exclusive, do not act all "put out" when the gal can not see you the following weekend because she has other plans. In fact, when it's the holiday season you may want to be a little understanding of the fact that the gal's calendar has already pretty much filled up. The gal is always busy in general and its now the holidays. Think about it.

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So the concert was pretty good. In truth, I was a tad disappointed. The Flaming Lips were a gas, if musically sub-par (although I think much of that may have had to do with the sound mix). Beck was musically right on (which is funny, considering the Lips were his back-up band), but lacked energy.

I may have had my expectations up too high. I had heard so many great things about Beck live and this concert tour in particular. I like Beck's new songs, too. Perhaps he was just pooped - this was the last show of the tour. But really, the show wasn't all that exciting.

As you may have deduced from the above, my date with Mike left much to be desired. He's a good person, but one who shall remain a friend only...and now I have to see him again Thursday cuz his other band (called MoFi) is playing and they gave me comp tickets. Since they had to actually pay for those tickets, I feel obligated to go. The fun thing is that they're playing in a lesbian bar. That will be great for me because the lesbians love me!

I actually saw Orginal Mike and his bitchy girlfriend at the Beck show and we chatted during intermission (well, I chatted with Mike. His girlfriend ignored me, of course).

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The Little Big Man was out most of last week, and will be again this week. His mom is in the hospital and it's touch-and-go for her. So sad. I really feel bad for him. As if he doesn't have enough on his plate right now, the poor thing. :(

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I'm having the family over to my pad on Sat. 12/28 for a little post-Christmas fesitivity, including a gondola ride through the canals of Naples (Naples, Long Beach, that is. I WISH I could take the family to Naples, Italy!). One dilemma I'm having is that my brother Larry's two kids both have substance-abuse problems. Therefore, I don't really want to have alcohol available. They won't drink it, but I also don't want them to feel bummed about the fact that they can't drink it. Sadly, the rest of my family (aside from the parents, that is) truly loves their alcoholic beverages...I'm trying to plan the rest of my menu. It would be nice if I knew how much money I was going to have by then...

Budget? Huh? What's that?

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