Monday, December 29, 2014
End of the Year, Dude and Dud Patrol
Now, we're getting ready to roll in the new year. And roll out some old dudes.
No word from Crackie. Surprising. Not. Nebraska Guy who owns his own electrical business BUT took me out for a wonderful dinner earlier this month has gone AWOL, too. So typical. So boring. So flaky.
However two new dudes, rolled in via my internet site. One is one who asked me out about a year ago and lives surprise, surprise, in Wyoming.
Wyoming Theory goes as follows.
The good dudes who are from western South Dakota are all married or losers. The marrieds are snapped up immediately after college. The losers remain here. Western South Dakota has very few good paying jobs, so the single smart guys who are not losers, go and work either west, in oil fields of Wyoming or north in the energy business of North Dakota. There's a shit ton bunch of them.
Hence, Dean (why not use real names?) is texting me. He's in the energy business. These energy guys are all hot, but they all seem flaky too. Just like Greg, his real name, (aka Wildcat) who's in the energy biz in North Dakota (see a few blogs back), who still occasionally texts me, constantly replying, "I need to make time to come down and meet you," but never does because he's always flying off to Montana on his off days to ride horses at some friend's ranch or flying instead to Georgia to spend time with his kids and grandkids (noble, but why kid yourself and chicks like me that you have time to date?). WTF.
So it's not boring. But nothing ever seems to come of it.
The other day I texted Energy Bill (aka, "Deadwood Dick"), "We have been texting for going on a year. This is RIDICULOUS. Let's meet or forget it." He texted back, "Yes, we will You're right." But then I haven't heard from him since.
See where this is going?
It gets OLD. More later.