Coincidences...
Back in 1985 me and a couple college buds went to a club for drinks and such... while there I spotted the most beautiful girl I had ever seen... She looked a little like Pat Benetar. I told my buddies "I could fall in love with that girl." They told me I should go talk to her, or ask her to dance, but I was kinda shy. Finally they pressured me enough that I went over. She wasn't too thrilled about dancing with me but finally gave in and we danced. I left the place without getting her name.
About a month later The owner of the Motorcycle dealer I worked at part time and I went to go see some motocross races. On the way we stopped at a nice restaurant to get a couple drinks before the races. While at the bar I saw the girl... talked to her... she wouldn't give me her number but told me her name, and I could look it up in the phone book.
After a few dates, one involving bumping into a yamaha sales rep that knew me, and liked to buy me scotch.. We were at the bar waiting for our table He had a nasty habit of buying me drinks until I was drunk on my ass... she was my girlfriend now, and when our table was ready she and I were seated at a table next to Bob Hope and Sam Walton... Got Bobs autograph for my mom...I was really drunk. She took me home and I drunk puked my guts out in her bed.... Anyhow Glad i bumped into her the second time, been married to her for 35 years now.
