It's All About David Hasselhoff...

OMG. This is one of the few times I will ever say LMAO!!!

I finally was able to check out a link on Sarcomical's blog about one of her friend's obsession with David Hasselhoff. It was hilarious!!!

It began with DH's hilarious music video, "Hooked on a Feeling". Just wait for the dancing bears, the flying angels, flying motorcycles, African tribes and chants, the part where he hooks himself, where he's dancing around in a bear suit and where he catches a fish and takes a bite out of it! And those are only a part of it's charm!!

OMG....LMAOOOO!!!!

This video inspired me to search Yahoo for all things David, and who knew he had so many adoring fans! It's actually comical AND scary at the same time. Quite bizarre!!

Check out pics and a lovely poem entitled, "Ode to David" here. If you click around on this site you can also make your own David Hasselhoff paper airplane! Now, who wouldn't want to make one of their own?? Go ahead and do it. You know you wanna!! I'm sure every day there are many adoring fans making them! Ha ha...!!!

Or, if you really want a piece of David, you can always go to Ebay and try your luck at snagging one of the many items to add to your DH shrine.

Even better is someone's "proof" that DH is the AntiChrist. There's a lot to this proof, so if you don't wanna read through the entire url, then at least click on it and scroll to see a couple of the pics on the site! Ha ha!!!

And who knew what a political activist he was? Did you know that some people believed he helped end the cold war? Ha ha...

And I love this quote:

"There are many dying children out there whose last wish is to meet me."
— David Hasselhoff, "Germans Love David Hasselhoff"

I don't think parents will try to grant this last wish if they saw this.

LMAO!!!

Hooga Hooga Ooga Chakka !!

Love Ramblings

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails."

- 1 Corinthians 13: 4-8 (NIV)

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I can't seem to concentrate today.

Today started off an an 'ok' note. I had a moment this morning. Just a fickle thought, a longing... a sincere realization that it's been a long, long, long time since I've just been held by someone...held by someone I really liked, anyway. :-P I really wanted that this morning. I just wanted to have one of those seemingly mundane mornings with your sig other, where you ask the simple things, like 'how's your day looking?', or 'what do you feel like having for dinner later?'. It was just a thought and a recognition of that longing I had. No tears or real sadness in that moment. Ironically, I took that moment to give thanks. Perhaps another awakening of sorts happened, or maybe a real effort on my part these days to adjust the perspective has been happening, but I gave thanks for knowing what "true love" felt and looked like. And then I was filled hope and an 'inner knowing' that I'd find it again someday. I know I'll know it when I find it. I really believe that.

I know what I want and in the deepest recesses of my being I won't settle for less than what is 'rightfully' mine on the ethereal level - a cosmic meeting of minds and hearts with the person who is meant to share in my journey and who, in partnership, will hopefully pass along those intangible truths to our children and have that love reflected in our home.

I'm frustrated. Just absolutely exhausted and tired of the search and dating right now. But again, this is just a moment. A captured thought, a captured feeling, a captured moment.

Anyway...this is kind of funny...I already have another date lined up this week. Someone I have been conversing with since around November. Our schedules just haven't been able to sync up yet. So no true worries, ya'all. I know what I want and each time I get disappointed I know it just reaffirms my inner knowing of what it is I'm looking for, and it just brings me that much closer to the 'it' that I am seeking.

Blessings. Now go hug someone for the heck of it.

*hugs*

-RM

HaPpY BiRtHdAy, Betsy!!

For Betsy!

I love ya!!

Happy Birthday!

I hope it's a good one!!

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B - Blog friend extraordinaire!

E - Entertaining and awesome!

T - Tender and warm-hearted!

S - Super and so phenomenal!

Y - Youthful and most vibrant!

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You rock!!

I'm so glad I stumbled across your blog way back when!

You're the best!!

The Date

Date went well. But I use the word "well" loosely!

I mentioned previously that Dude had sent a follow up email after our phone convo last night. Late this afternoon I replied with a brief note and a link for a musical artist I had mentioned in our phone conversation that he said he had never heard of. I figure he's a music buff, so that would at least give us something to talk about if the conversation was lacking this evening. :-P

I called him around 6pm to firm up plans. We agreed to meet around 9:30pm.

I got to the restaurant a bit earlier than him. If I hadn't known he was just a block away and making his way to the restaurant, I wouldn't have recognized him when he came through the door. HE LOOKS NOTHING LIKE HIS PICTURE!!!

Ok, that all caps statement is not necessarily implying a negative. He just seriously did not look like the two photos he had posted with his ad. I still don't believe it was him. I have this Twilight Zone-ish observation of it in that I swear he was using someone else's pics for his ad. I just looked at his pics again and NO WAY could it be the same person! I feel like the online site mixed up his photos with someone else's! Maybe they really did. I don't know.

Anyway...strike one...he reeked of cologne. Oh my gosh I just wanted to gag. I smelled him the minute the door to the restaurant opened, and I was at least 6 feet away from the door! I can still smell his icky cologne now and we didn't do anything except 'air hug' at the end of the evening!

Yuck.

The first 15 minutes into the conversation I just wanted to roll my eyes and get out of there. He had such a 'sufer dude' air about him. Like Keanu Reeves somehow inhabited the body of this person and was sitting right across from me in the Cheesecake Factory, ordering Southwestern Eggrolls and Ahi Tuna Carpaccio.

Strike two...he doesn't eat fish or sushi. Ok, that's not a big strike, but it is. I haven't made up my mind on this one, but let's just say it didn't help his case. :-P

Strike three..the way he carried himself...I swear he needed Ritalin or something. He was shifty and couldn't sit still. I attributed it to nervousness, and it did subdue a bit as we got into our meal and our conversation, but it just didn't seem like two, happy, healthy, well-adjusted adults having a conversation together. I felt like nanny Muse was baby-sitting little hyper Dude.

And strike 4...the way he articulates himself...it was quite questionable! All he wanted to talk about was whether I liked clubbing or drinking or snowboarding. I managed to steer the topic to a few other things, but I could tell he wasn't comfortable chatting about even the most superficial topics, like siblings or other interests!

So after our food arrived, I just made up in my mind to take my own advice and just 'be' in the moment. I was bound and determined to have a good time anyway, and so I just didn't give a crap.

In all fairness, the conversation did flow after a certain point, but on my end I just really wasn't that interested in the conversation. I just wasn't genuinely engaged in the conversation. There wasn't anything about the conversation that intrigued me about him. Superficially I probably seemed like I was having a grand time, but I wasn't really, if that makes any sense. I could tell he has a good side to himself and was genuinely interested in the conversation, but he was one of those types who was always just trying to 'understand' and 'get on the same page' as you, when in reality he had no clue about the points I was making.

I have a feeling he thought the evening went well, but then again, guys are clueless about chemistry and interactions. *sigh* My bet is that he's going to follow up with an invite to this movie we both had said we wanted to see.

My conclusion? Nice guy and probably a good friend to have...maybe...but beyond that I don't see it. His maturity and the overall impression was less than stellar. Sorry to disappoint ya'all. Maybe I sound a bit too dismissive based on one (the first) date, but I'm really trusting my gut these days.

There are good things in store for me, and he was just a moment along my journey to better things. Will keep you posted if there's any follow up.

Good night, ya'all.

Sweet dreams!