My voice is almost gone. Too much of the blues still ain't a bad thing. All yesterday I was singing, Emily was playing, or a CD was spinning. It was a superb time.

Saturday night I was working at the bar. I hate the situations I have to deal with there sometimes. For starters, a girl who was going to Emerson was in the bar with her father. Her father took a liking to me. Her father starts trying to get me to ask her out. All the while, she's trying to keep from feeling completely embarrased, while her father is trying to pick up guys for her. I hate being in those situations, it is just not his place to act in that fashion.

Then there was the second woman I had to deal with. This one was irritating. Let me set up some easy ground rules for going to a bar to pick up men:

1) Don't keep bringing up your husband in conversation
2) Don't accuse the guy you are hitting on of being gay, it does not help your cause
3) Do not, after being told that they are straight, continue to accuse the guy of being gay
4) Do not go to a piano/cabaret bar expecting to find a straight man
5) If you do find a straight man, don't insist that he is gay

I'm the first to admit that I often come across as a homosexual, but when a girl is at first hitting on me, then accusing me of being gay, and then insisting that I am gay ... well, sufice to say, I did not like that woman very much at all.

Now that was my Saturday, after the date I was supposed to have on Friday night was cancelled. Sometimes I just have no idea what to think. When your dates are cancelled and the rest of the women think you like men, what do you do? It's one thing that my parents think I'm gay (which, sadly, is actually true), and it's another to have girl after girl accuse you of being gay. I feel like I'm out of a closet I was never in.

I'm pretty tired right now, so tonight I am going to go home and accomplish nothing. Tomorrow I am going to try and reschedule the date ... and hopefully, she'll think I'm straight ... or straight enough at least.

-aaron