Texas... Can it really be home for me?

So I was listening to the radio the other day. It was one of those typical summer days in Texas… It was hot… Temperature must have been only about 320584204 degrees or something. Anyway, I am in my car, AC on high and running some personal errands. I typically radio surf especially when the stations are on commercials or they play something that I don’t like. I end up on a radio station I used to love while in college (a local hip hop station), summer is here and so that means they have all these fun prizes. You know the free concert tickets, money for gas(fuel), money to pay bills, sometimes maybe even money to pay mortgages…. This time the prize caught my attention, the radio show host said… “Hit me up, caller 10 will get his CHILD SUPPORT paid off”. I was like what the ????? Child support? What is this? Do 99% of the radio station listeners really have kids that they need to pay child support for? How is this an appropriate prize? Whatever the case, I was convinced, I am either living in the wrong side of the world or I am listening to the wrong radio station.

I think it’s both…. I don’t know where I would want to settle down yet and there is no telling that other places are not dealing with the same issues but I guess I am just more convinced that Texas is not home for me.

So yeah, I can’t give 1 reason for not wanting to live in an area. I feel like I must give another valid reason why I don’t feel like Texas is home. So I complain that I don’t meet people… I guess by people I mean guys… or should I say guys I want to date anyway. Yeah so I am not home during the week to do anything fun with the beautiful people of Dallas during the weekdays and typically when I fly back in from another work week, I am too tired to go out and I have people to catch up with or events already lined up (birthdays, bridal showers …). So for some reason or the other I don’t get to “go out”. I decided that I would try to get out more or at least pay more attention. I feel like everything is becoming a routine so I figured if I pay more attention and do some strategic positioning, maybe I’ll find something that catches my eye. So for example, I will try to seat where I can people watch at the airport when I’m waiting on my flight, or pay more attention when I am out. Whatever!!! Oh my goodness! I’m not sure that was a smart idea anymore. I mean I’ve met people but I’m not sure I necessarily met the right people. (Hiding their true names..)

I met “Mario”, an accountant, who I thought was going to stalk me at the airport. I actually was a little freaked out. I mean, he kinda sneaked on me and attempted to make casual conversation but he had me on edge. He noticed I was reading for an exam and he goes on to lecture me about why he hates standardized exams and how he barely passed the exams but he did really well in school (I remember thinking dude, this is the part of the conversation you should be putting your best foot forward). My personal rule…. (I don’t give out my number; I’ll take a number and decide if I will call the guy. If I do decide to call, he’ll get my number). I guess I’m paranoid about having someone blow up my phone especially if I am not interested. He was 41, and I am 25 going on 24 so I thought that age gap was too much.

Then there was “Steve”, last weekend. I was just leaving the salon and I was heading to my car to head back home when he came up and asked for my name, if I was married (again southern brothers have no respect for a relationship, I think they will only let you be if you are married). I said I was single blah blah blah. So he was like can I take you out, and he noticed I had some hesitation, he then said “please”. So I said “what’s your number?”, he made me promise to call and I took his number. Unfortunately for him, my sim card full so it didn’t save his number.

The grand prize winner had to be “Reggie”, this past weekend. Okay I have to set this up right, I had just come back from the bookstore, and I was at walmart picking up a few groceries. I was listening to PM Dawn on my iPod. So I was really just having a good time shopping and I felt a couple guys approach me. I was oblivious to the fact that they were talking to me when “Reggie” came by and I ended up taking off my ear phones, he said hi and there it was… His gold grill… I guess that just about did it for me… I was pretty friendly though. He said he was new to the area and wanted to know what was fun or hot to do. (so typical, every southern guy uses that line)… no creativity. Anyway, he gives me a couple compliments and then I got his number and he almost made me promise to call.

Anyway, just to clarify I don’t think I am all that and the entire world except Matt Damon, Will Smith, Mark Wahlberg is fit enough to talk to me. I am far from that. I guess I just want someone who is on the same page. I think so far, apart from my Dallas guy friends, I don’t know that Dallas has much to offer me. Maybe I should go outmore… Whatever the case, I don’t think Dallas is it.

Oh yeah and then I wanted to go running 2 weekends ago. Don’t laugh, I know I don’t work out but there are about 5 days in a year that I have these strong cravings to do some exercise like running, swimming or just to go cycling (soccer whenever I find a league). Yeah it was like 1237320891203912039012 degrees again so I could not go.

So there you have it. I have no hope in Texas. But to be honest I can’t completely knock Texas. I love BBQ and I haven’t been to any state that makes mean bbq like Dallas. Its so bad….I have resulted in not eating anything BBQ anywhere outside of Texas because I’ve had too many bad experiences.