Okay, I've hit some sort of scary age...

How do I tell you about the phone call that just ended?

Well, let's see, about 20 years ago, I dated a really pretty, sweet and artistic chick. I was very excited about knowing and banging this girl because she could paint and she let me bang her.

The relationship should have continued but because she was hot, other hot girls thought that I must be a catch, so they hit on me. I enjoyed it, I'm not gonna lie about it. Nothing makes you sexy to girls like having other sexy girls hanging out with you, oh and maybe lots of money, too!

We dated for maybe six months, but they were great months! The thing is, her mom had a baby and we were at the hospital waiting and talking about our future. Didn't seem that I fit in with her plans. She wanted to settle down fast and have kids and I didn't want either of those things.

I held her little baby sister. New born baby all gooey...

Anyway, That little baby is now grown up and looked me up on the web. Since my number is posted here she called.

She was cleaning out her mom's house in the South and came across some writings her sister had made about me in letters to her mom. She said after reading these old letters of love she wondered what ever happened to me. So she looked me up online and has been reading these pages for a few months.

I picked up the phone because I was thinking it was the subscription department of the Fresno Bee calling again for the 1 millionth time and I was ready to goof on them.

We talked for about Twenty minutes. My x-girlfriend, her sister is married to a lawyer on a farm in upstate NY has 5 kids and still paints.

Now here's the funny part, this baby that I held in my hand is now grown up and in the Exotic Entertainment Industry as a dancer (stripper) in Phoenix.

Wow! Time flies!

Sadly, time flies...