On "Relativity"
Relativity.
All the way from First St. wasn't really very far; but in any case, I knew I enjoyed myself. Tonight was a fine evening, indeed. I shared drinks with interesting people with intriguing stories, which seemed to leave paw prints on a dusty social.
Many can get away with looking young, but some women are so shy and self-conscience - I've noticed that. A girl, in particular, knew she could only converse after a joke had been made. She would smile, yes, think, and form a witty comment of her own; but never, at any moment, did she lead off inclination. I respected that. So I put on my most euthusiatic voice and said:
"I'm surprised you don't say much. Forgive me, but I would listen if want to talk."
In the midst of all of this, the lounge door opened, and a night crowd began to stream thru. I tried to continue conversation, however, pool became a focus, which I could not neglect concentration; concentration, of course, diluted with several drinks ordered.
After the bar, the entourage settled at Goodnight Gracies - this is simply protocol for us. The atmosphere is absolutely sleek and comfortable, and I came with good intentions to chill beyond all possible belief. Kevin and I would go there to ramble about philosophy and physics; nowadays, I just go to wet my dry tongue with a satisfying Garden of Eden martini. No sophistication required. I suppose you could say I'm simple and easily pleased.
All the way from First St. wasn't really very far; but in any case, I knew I enjoyed myself. Tonight was a fine evening, indeed. I shared drinks with interesting people with intriguing stories, which seemed to leave paw prints on a dusty social.
Many can get away with looking young, but some women are so shy and self-conscience - I've noticed that. A girl, in particular, knew she could only converse after a joke had been made. She would smile, yes, think, and form a witty comment of her own; but never, at any moment, did she lead off inclination. I respected that. So I put on my most euthusiatic voice and said:
"I'm surprised you don't say much. Forgive me, but I would listen if want to talk."
In the midst of all of this, the lounge door opened, and a night crowd began to stream thru. I tried to continue conversation, however, pool became a focus, which I could not neglect concentration; concentration, of course, diluted with several drinks ordered.
After the bar, the entourage settled at Goodnight Gracies - this is simply protocol for us. The atmosphere is absolutely sleek and comfortable, and I came with good intentions to chill beyond all possible belief. Kevin and I would go there to ramble about philosophy and physics; nowadays, I just go to wet my dry tongue with a satisfying Garden of Eden martini. No sophistication required. I suppose you could say I'm simple and easily pleased.