Two blog posts in two days! Crazy I know.

So I broke character today and asked a girl for her number. For those of you that know me, you can assure the rest of the studio audience just how insanely non-Nick like this behavior is.

I got turned down. But the story leading up to it is cool and so is how it ends.

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I'm shopping for a cello bow. My roommate has many electric guitars that she does not play so I wanted to dabble in the art of playing a guitar with a bow. Guitar Center had none but they recommended I go to this mom and pop place down Pico.

The indie joint was so much cooler than GC. Low ceilings, a bunch of old dudes, people talking about hammer ons and pull offs (or whatever it is guitar people talk about). Beaming like a beacon of light from the crowd was a certain young woman. She had a really nice smile that beckoned me to ask her a question. I opened my mouth but forgot that I'm recovering from a cold so i need to clear my throat first before I speak. So I coughed right at her face. She laughs. Good sign.

At a loss for words I quickly recover and ask if she has any bows for playing. She explains that the bows are in the back. I ask some stupid bow questions like 'so whats better? a cello bow or violin bow' straining to sound like I'm a guitar regular and am merely doing this to entertain my vast talent. 'Does it need resin?' I coolly ask. 'Umm resin is what helps the strings vibrate so yes you would need resin' she states matter-of-factly. Thwarted by her obvious knowledge and brutally pretty eyes I start to shrink away 'ok well I guess I'll just look up some on ebay then'.

'Would you like me to show you one?' she asked, 'sure if you have the time' I reply.

So we go to the hall closet and she pulls out a bow, I ask some more dumb questions like how long do the strings last and what does HH mean (HH means horse hair). While she is explaining things to me I cant help but notice she has this totally groovy snake tatoo on her ankle and lower calf. Every time our eyes meet I fail at holding back a smile, and she seems to have the same problem. After what seems like just mere seconds our encounter is over and I'm out the door driving away.


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eh, what the hell.

I hang a Uey at a light and make my appearance back into the guitar shop. 'Oh your back' she cheerily replies, 'sure am'...she is working on a guitar stringing the neck. Girls that play guitar are keepers I've been told. 'So would it be dumb if I asked for your number' was the best i could muster, I didn't even make eye contact when I said it. She bites her bottom lip 'no its not dumb, but I have a boy friend'. I can feel my face heating up, all the blood is rushing from my arms to my face, my hands go clammy. 'Oh ok, well um I guess it was kinda dumb then'

A skinny guy who was getting something from under the counter we were at stands up and announces 'I'm her boyfriend'. I freeze and force a smile. 'No your not, don't be mean' she chides and he gives me a goofy smile cause he knows whats up. 'Well I'm very flattered, whats your name?' she extends her arm. I take her hand 'Im Nick', 'I'm Julie'. Her face has turned red as well. I breath out in relief, at least we both feel awkward. 'Good luck with your bow playing' I turn to leave, 'Thanks I will, I'll be back probably, see yah later.'

I'll be back? What possessed me to say that? What a creeper. Ladies if a guy says something that sounds a little creepy, don't always assume he's a weirdo. It could just be that he is totally uncool and doesn't know what to say.

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Happy New Year ya'll. Music of the week is Amon Tobin. Show of the week is How I Met Your Mother.