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the puppeteer
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I’m tremendously jaded by dating. I hate even thinking that at some point in time, I will have to go out on another date. I just can’t damn well stand being lied to all the time.
Case in point: yours truly volunteers with the Chattanooga Symphony, so if you come in for the Thursday evening performance I will most likely be the one greeting you with a smile and handing you a copy of tonight’s program. And if you fight through the crush of people to get to the bar during intermission, I’ll be the one handing you your drink. You would think music would soothe the proverbial savage beast, but no