A quick tale of a true Nutcase moment.

So there's this girl who helped on Toad of Toad Hall, back when I was teaching Children's Theatre. She was very sweet, a cute little blonde, and helpful. So she came to the show on Saturday. I saw her, and walked up and said "..................." I had forgotten her name, but not the usual, "Its on the tip of my tongue" thing, I had forgotten it like I had never met her. Whats funny is I remembered a funny story where I had accidentally grabbed her boob when putting my arm around her. So when she said, "You dont remember me, do you?" I said, "OF COURSE! Grabbed your boob, didn't I?"

She was a sweety, and to be perfectly honest, they are nice boobs.

It got me thinking....

In a perfect world, wouldn't guys like me actually be able to get something out of that? As soon as it happens, we are either awkward or horrified, and the girl has a chance to feel violated. So there you are, maybe being accused of something not being an accident (at least, thats how I always feel), and I got NO SATISFACTION at ALL.

These are the thoughts that keep me from getting too far ahead in life.

PS: Her name was Lindsey, which is very ironic, I think. Ill explain it to those of you who want to know.