I texted American Lawyer on impulse last Saturday. He’s supposed to be a milestone in my dating calendar since I hadn’t met him through a chatroom, Friendster, blind date or my usual circle of acquaintances. He just sort of came up from behind me while I was in a computer store and gave me his calling card, like a casting agent would. It turned out we were almost neighbors.
Me : I am so bored and you are such a Republican snob.
Him: Hi! I just got back from L.A. I am bored too. An RX would be a live jazz session at Monk’s Dream or dancing at Vmar? Care to meet up later?
Me : A Republican-Dem reunion would be great but I don’t know any of those places. Where are they???
Him: Monk’s Dream is at Somerset Olympia Towers in Makati Avenue and Vmar is on Airport Road Pnque. Which one would you like?
Me : I think I prefer the jazz bar.
Him : Sounds great. Shall I see you around 9 at the lobby?
Me : Ok.
There was hardly anyone at Monk’s Dream that night but the musicality of the quartet playing was simply brilliant.I don’t ever remember listening to jazz live except on my CD player but this one was certainly a welcome experience. In the meantime, I had to keep up with A.L. who was talking like an encyclopedia over our big bento dinner. I also had fun discovering the songs of Miles Davis, Herbie Hancock, Kevyn Lettau, Wayne Shorter and the Beatles (A Fool on the Hill, anyone?) My current favorite is now the Goo Goo Dolls’ Iris which the quartet played with gusto that night:
And I’d give up forever to touch you
‘Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
‘Cause sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you tonight
Lest my friends misconstrue me (again) I am not in love with A.L. I have never been with anyone where no sparks flew on the first two dates. But certainly I do want to keep him as a friend for several reasons:
1. A.L. does not ever say negative things about Filipinos. When I voiced out my opinion about Manila not being a safe place because of several things that happened to my friends, he would even say “Oh, the racial tension in L.A. is worse.” And this is a good thing since bigots freak me out, having encountered jerks living in countries near the Mediterranean.
2. A. L. is the perfect gentleman. He’s never made any advances, opens doors and pulls out the chair. Yes, even the most rabid feminist would like to feel, and be treated like, a lady sometimes.
3. A.L. chooses good restaurants.
4. A.L.is trim and has got a good mop on his head.
That’s just about it for now