I went on a second date with the same girl the other night. Instead of waiting for her at a mall, I got to pick her up at her house this time. She was excited to see me. I was thrilled to see her. But I couldn't help but be a little nervous too. She introduced me to her aunt, a very nice lady, but it was still her aunt. Why do we do that? Why do we get nervous about meeting our significant other's family or friends? All I know is that my voice had receeded into my chest. My palms were sweating. I was a nervous wreck in other words. Then she held my hand. All of those troubles went away.

We went to dinner at a nice, cozy restaurant. It was very quiet. I felt a little cheap. I had to use this buy 1 get one free coupon I had gotten from the last time I had eaten at this restaurant. But that didn't stop me from having a good time. We couldn't stop smiling. We hardly ever stopped holding hands. She looked as beautiful as ever. How could I resist the temptation to touch her skin in any way, shape or form? She was in Robert Palmer's own words, simply irresistable.

I had to take her to the store. We shopped around. She introduced me to her mom this time. God help me, I got nervous once again. Fortunately for my nerves, this was a very quick meeting. Again, her mother was a very nice lady. Then I took her back home where she introduced me to her most important family member. From then on, it all just seemed like smooth sailing. I sat down with her aunt, discussing love songs, got a brief tour of the house. I was welcomed into their home with open arms and I really started to warm up to it.

I had to drop her off at work, but not without getting a few innocent kisses beforehand. I was happy. I couldn't stop thinking about her or this awesome second date after it was over. And, I can't stop thinking about it now.

Where we go from here is up to her. But I am very happy with the great memories I have so far. I figure it can only go uphill from here.

I'm going on anothe blind date tomorrow. I've been going out with girls off the internet since I was 16 years old. I've run across some great girls. I've had some great laughs, and some great disappointments. I've had my fair share of first dates. Most of the time, I was neither what they expected or what they wanted. I've heard just about every reason in the book for not seeing me again. The ones that really hurt are the ones where they don't say anything. I want a reason, I don't want to be avoided. That looks to me like they're playing games.

Sure, you can say that I shouldn't even be dating off the net. It can be unsafe, it can be unpredictable, but it can also be great. I've seen the greatness of internet dating. I've had three pretty big relationships because of it. I fell in love, really hard. Then again, I've also had a lot of heartache from dating off line.

I keep my chin up in spite of the rejections and heartbreak. I don't know why. But I see myself settling down, having a wife and children someday. I just wish I had the courage to ask a girl out in person, someone I've seen and talked to in a public place, someone I might be able to trust a little more. But I'm a coward who has only found happiness through internet dating. So you might say, I'm a bit stuck.

I did think there was a need to title this blog, frankly because I can't think of a good title for it. But I just wanted to say, what is up with Blogger.com? Why do I only have so few views? How do you get more views?

The only reason I like to write on Blogger.com is because I can express myself without having to worry about punctuation or grammar. I can just rattle on and on without consequences. Perhaps someone will read my stuff... one day.

I'm also a member of Facebook.com, Digg.com, and Squidoo.com. I'm really beginning to love Squidoo. That's a fun site to play on. You can add your own movie reviews and get paid for it through Amazon.com. Instead of a blog, they call it a "lens". You can put links to YouTube videos or whatever website you want on these lenses. Whether or not anyone looks at one of your lenses depends... on what I don't know.'

What do people look for when they're searching these sites? I blog to find out more about other bloggers and to draw bloggers to my blog. That's it. Is there another reason I'm not able to see here?

This doesn't have much of a beginning or an end. It's just a rant. Thanks for reading.

Posting on Message Boards

Say you go to imdb.com. Say you find your favorite movie at this film database website. You see an argument in the message boards. You want to join in.

Suddenly, the website asks you to sign up. Do you really want to throw your name out there over and over again, trying to post in many different message boards? Do you think it's safe? Hell, no. How do you know somebody isn't watching everything your doing. How do you know they can't gain access to every bank account or credit card account you own? Giving out personal info is risky on the net, but these sites want you to put out or get out. That is total B.S. if you ask me.

When you get onto these message boards, will you actually enjoy yourself? That's the question. Will the people posting on these boards entertain you or enhance your perspective or even stimulate your thinking at all? Will you become what I've become; completely obsessed, incredibly frustrated, wanting nothing more than someone to listen to you?

I started posting on imbd. I wish I had never gotten started. It's frustrating. It's addictive. But boy, do I ever like trying to get my point across. Why do we torture ourselves like this?

I was on the site, telling people how and why I love the movie, Titanic. There a certain number of people who agreed with what I said. Then there was also a certain number of people who insisted on reminding me of the "faults" that they had found in the film. Since my love for the movie was so great, I can't see the faults. Maybe it's a single-minded perspective. Maybe those people complaining are also being single-minded. Try telling them that. At least I can admit it. They start insulting you for who you are, not how you look at the film. Truth be told, I doubt I could ever be shaken out of my Titanic-loving tree.

Maybe that's all this post is about... perspective, single-minded or open-minded. I certainly prefer people who will actually listen to what I have to say. I wouldn't be blogging if that wasn't true. I can't hate them, because I can be just as single-minded. But I guess I keep making the mistake of thinking everyone else out there can be open-minded about certain things.

Finally, I have to say, there are good points and bad about posting on these message boards. I just haven't found a lot of good things about it.