From the window of my apartment, I can see my complex's "car wash" area. I know my neighbors well enough to recognize the gorgeous young blonde who's washing the car as the girlfriend of the owner of said car, which is a riced-up purple Chevy Cav.
So what am I doing wrong? How is it that the marginally effeminate owner of a purple Chevy Cavalier can persuade an attractive woman to perform favors, but I can't even find marginally effeminate women to join me for coffee? Just this morning's totally random thought...
Dan
PS -- before anybody asks, no I don't have a digital camera, so there's no pix.
