A lot to learn

Yesterday, I met up with an old friend I haven't seen in far too long. Isn't it the best when you can pick up where you left off without missing a beat? We always had the best time together; he's a truly great guy and we had a lot of laughs while catching up on everything and everyone. And he gave me some male insight on what's been going on with me. A guy who actually has insights -- go figure.

Later, I got together with a couple of my girls to drink champagne and get schooled. My head is still spinning from both. I haven't been single for 20 years, so I have catching up to do there, too. It was hilarious and scary at the same time. They filled me in on where and when to go for a young piece, where and when to look for a more mature, perhaps decent longer-term thing, setting up a stable of booty calls (and the criteria for who you call first), how to effectively shoot down the unwanted pick-up attempts, wingmen and wingwomen, all about rebounds, and on and on. These girls are smart -- and experienced. I filled them in on a couple of possible developments and they said I'm going to be just fine. We'll see, we'll see.