Sixty-seven has the dance moves of James Brown and a smile of pure joy (and per usual is ten years younger than I am). His moves and enthusiasm caught my attention on the dance floor where I ran into him a few times. One of those times as he sang every word to the song that was playing I got his number and told him he had to come to karaoke with my friends. At this point I wasn't sure how old he was or if he was gay or straight, but I knew that he needed to be a regular fixture in my life. Two days later he joined my friends and me for karaoke and everyone confirmed that he was fantastic. I finally confirmed that he was single and asked if he wanted to go on a date and let him know that whatever his answer was it would in no way affect his standing with the group. He said yes!
We went to dinner and laughed so much, there was an imaginary sticker board and I was giving him (and taking away) imaginary stickers for every thing that I learned about him. The people next to us probably thought we were completely nuts when we had our hands in the air fighting over the imaginary sticker board. After dinner we met up with some of my friends for a night of dancing. We both had to be up early the next morning, so he drove me home and we said good night. Then he went on vacation two days later.
I waited patiently for him to get back. We had such a fun time together, but since we're both so outgoing and energetic it was hard to tell if there would be another date or if we'd just be friends. When he got back I invited him to meet me out at a friend's bar, but he already had plans. I tried again with a social event that was happening at a museum and didn't get a response. I wasn't ready to give up quite yet, because no matter what, he is a blast and my friends and I want him in our gang. I gave it one more try and invited him out for dancing with a few others. He accepted, we danced, we laughed, he drove me home, we said good night, and he said it was good seeing me. Since I haven't specifically asked him out for another date, and he hasn't asked me out for anything I think it's safe to say that we're just going to be friends. I think I'm okay with that. As long as he's around to make me laugh and bring his sweet moves to the dance floor, I'll be happy.
