And Then I Met You

I knew girls who were so nice
but not many went out with me twice
All I was dreaming of was paradise
And then I met you
There were those who I got to know
and they didn’t go with the flow
So I was searching high and low
And then I met you

You were different
You were funnier
Oh, so much funnier than me
But you loved my humor
You loved my romantic inclinations
and that night we didn’t disagree

All those girls who I met
tossed me like a used cigarette
I was filled with pain and regret
I walked into the Buena Vista all wet
I was down to my last gutsy bet
I was there to meet a different brunette
And then I met you

You were so quirky
You were classier
Oh, so much classier than me
But you loved my cologne
You loved my little observations
You were the one, turns out I’d need

I was there and she was late
In fact, she blew off our date
but I’m a firm believer in fate
I thought she was my soulmate
The one who’d appreciate
my proposal on the Golden Gate
And then I met you
And then I met incredible you.

January 8, 2018

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Amazing True Love, Please

After sampling your menu of life, waitress
And trying to figure out what I really want
Let me order that super exclusive dish you serve
at this fantastic and fine restaurant

I’d like to start out with some orange juice
I know it does wonders for how I feel
And I’ll also have a cup of coffee with,
’cause it always kicks me in gear during a meal

Now I’d like it with pepper
because it makes me sneeze
I’ll have a nice big helping
of your amazing true love, please

I’ve tried much of what I could order here
Your one night stand is pretty darn good
And I’ve loved your voyeurism
since our days of long ago childhood

My opinion of your distant admiration
is that it satisfies me for a while
And the side of idolization
sometimes makes me smile

Don’t give me the excuse you’ve run out
’cause I see others having a similar thing
And please don’t say I’m not worth it
Of your atmosphere and great service I sing

Don’t make me sit here and beg
I’m hoping I don’t have to get on my knees
To have you write this down as my order
then take me in your loving arms
for your amazing true love, please

I’d love your amazing, blazing, true love, please!

2003 – Revised, 2017

Lyrics Notes: Written at Mel’s Diner in West Hollywood, CA.

Being Married to Her

Being married to her is an adventure
She takes me to places I haven’t been
She’s kinda like my own Becky Thatcher
and I’m of course her Huckleberry Finn

It may not all be pink champagne and red roses
Our memories are of death and graves of friends
and we’ve driven through some difficult storms
Had some quarrels but we quickly made amends

Chorus
I’ve thought about them while being married to her
The roads we’ll roam until where we’ll end up to be
But the times I don’t question why we’re together
Are the moments when she smiles and looks at me

Being married to her is a long journey
She and I have lost the map along the way
So we’re winging it with our hearts and intuition
and we’re taking steps slowly day by day

We’re enjoying the view and each other’s company
Showing our kids places they’ve never seen
And encouraging them to try out different things
Hoping they will keep their noses clean

Chorus 2
I’ve sometimes wondered if they will remember
All the little things we’ve done to build their brains
The times I don’t question if we’ve taught them right
Are when they’re laughing during their growing pains

Break, then Back to Chorus 2 and then;

Last Chorus
And I’ve sometimes wondered while being married to her
If I’ll be missed by our children and my loving spouse
Then I remember they’ll always have their memories
we made together in our various cars and humble house

2017

Weddings Page

Every week. I look through the paper
And somehow, I can’t avoid the weddings page
I investigate each couple’s story thoroughly
And wonder when it’ll be my time to engage

For they all look so very happy
They all seem ready and thrilled
They all know that for the rest of their lives
Their dreams will completely be fulfilled

I just hope I’m as blessed as they are someday
I just hope she and I find each other and know
Like each of those couples on the weddings page
They trust and believe in the ongoing flow

When I put down the paper & get on with the day
I think of what could happen and what will not
And I long for love to knock on my door ASAP
I’d like the iron to strike while I’m still hot

I know it will but I have my doubts as well
To be alone is to never live a life that’s unselfish
Something’s been missing, I know it deep inside
The one who will grant me this persistent wish

So as I take the public transportation
Or when I’m on an airplane staring at the sky
I’m really praying that’s the time she’ll notice me
And she will no longer feel so shy

While I look over and I wink and smile
She will hopefully think I’m worth her while
And not judge me for my looks or hourly wage
She’ll borrow my paper to look at the weddings page

And then we could start a comfortable conversation
We’d figure each other out and laugh until we cried
Maybe we’d end up discovering that night or day
That for life, we are meant to be side by side.

August, 1999

I got an email from Melanie out of the blue one day way after I wrote this poem. She had found me on Yahoo Profiles and made fun of my picture because it looked like I had a tree for a hat. I thought that was a cute line. We kept an online conversation going on for a year, then we met in person. When we met, I cracked a joke about us being MKG squared if we were to get married. I don’t know if it’s timing, or fate or whatever, but in all the research I found out that it’s also chemical – and even now, after close to 13 years of marriage, I am still thrilled she chose me. We have two gorgeous girls and I hope that whoever they choose in their life, they go with their inner pilot light. It made all the difference for us. No matter where we live, I can’t deny her. Good luck single friends. It may be a long journey for you, but true love does wait.

My First Time at Prom

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Senior Prom ’87 – With Michelle Argentine

I met her in my Drama 1-2 class
She was wearing a mustard colored sweater
I had never noticed her around school before
Life there suddenly got better
There were girls I had crushes on
But this one stole the cake
I knew I had to take the chance
Our future was at stake

I took her out to lunch one day
I was so nervous and insecure
When I got the courage to ask her
She said she wasn’t quite sure
She had to run it by her Mother
I was floored she didn’t say yes right away
But when she gave me her decision later
Inside, I was screaming, “Hooray!”

She said she’d love to go to Prom with me
A good friend was designing her dress
Why I had no competition for her attention
was anybody’s guess
This was before I knew about fashion
Before Google, AOL, and Myspace.com
What an adventure it was my Junior year Spring
My first time at Prom

I picked out a pretty cool tuxedo
The colors were pink and white
Made reservations and got a corsage
Man, I thought I was so bright
I was at her doorstep on Valentine’s Day
with a ton of balloons in my hand
I was so anxious and excited
for the special date we had planned

I couldn’t wait to go to Prom with her
All my friends would finally see
I wasn’t some geek who couldn’t get a date
A girl wanted to go out with me
She could have gone with someone else
Like Harry, Dick or Tom
What I treat I thought it would be
My first time at Prom

When I drove out to her parents’ place
I was freaking out in my mind
I thought I’d get some big lecture
But her family to me was too kind
She looked like the angel I knew she was
Dinner on the wharf wasn’t too bad
This date was shaping up to turn into
The best one I ever had

We decided to stroll down the Boardwalk
And a jealous guy started yelling at her
And we rode on the rollercoaster for fun
But my mind started to stir
On the drive home I got verbal
I misunderstood what was said
When we said goodnight, I got no kiss
She just opened the door and fled

So our experience of going to Prom that Spring
was a special night I won’t forget
The next year we went to two more dances
Now I’m married to someone else without regret
I learned a lot about women from sweet Michelle
How I can’t just blow up like a bomb
Whenever I’m talking to my wife or daughters now-
I think of my first time at Prom-
I think of my first time at Prom.

2017

Lyrics Notes:  Totally true story!  In 1986, I went to Prom with Michelle Argentine and the first time kinda went haywire. What I didn’t realize during the experience was that she was not currently seeing the jealous guy, he was just a guy from her past. That was totally different – I thought that guy was her then-current boyfriend.  It was too confusing and I got really upset. The following year, thanks to Michelle Lazo, it seemed like we patched things up and Michelle Argentine and I went to not only Sadie Hawkins together but my Senior Year, 1987 Prom in Monterey, CA.  My Grandma let me drive her Buick. That was a much better experience and I am grateful to both Michelles for what I would call the most wonderful date I had experienced up to then.  I’ll never forget what one of her questions to me was that night… “What is your vision of America?”  Haha… I guess I’d tell her now that where I live now is smack dab into what I think is a good representation of America…. Normal, IL.  I know she is happy wherever she is.

 

Timberly

We met through my ex-girlfriend back in ’96
She had coffee colored eyes & blonde hair
And I never got to know her very well
Which to me, doesn’t seem very fair
My ex-girlfriend loved talking about her
She told me about her ex-fiance’ Mike
And she said they all were roommates
Then she expressed what it was like

Timberly
Had been engaged with that guy
Timberly
Broke it off and she told me why
Timberly
Found out that he was cheating
Timberly
Caught him in an elaborate lie

She logged in and checked his history
Found out he was a member of a site
Where he was meeting multiple girls
He took each one for drinks and a bite
So she thought she’d set a trap for him
She knew he would likely take the bait
Cause he wasn’t suspicious of motives
He just knew he met a woman named Kate

“Kate’ was my ex-girlfriend in a brunette wig
She dressed differently so he had no clue
They had planned a special night with him
Just to see what he decided he would do

Timberly
Got my ex-girlfriend to trick a guy she liked
Timberly
Found out he was into her and psyched
Timberly
Watched from behind the closet door
Timberly
Couldn’t keep it a secret anymore

She burst out of my girlfriend’s closet
She got all excited and wanted to play
She decided to join in on the action
Just to see if he’d be into a three-way
Well he saw her and started freaking out
He got on his clothes and out of there
She never heard from Mike again
And frankly, my friend, she didn’t care

Timberly
Moved away after I met my ex-girlfriend
Timberly
Got hired as a server and got to bartend
Timberly
Sent a email to me as she had things to say
Timberly
Was the one who told me my girlfriend was gay
Timberly
Thanks to you my dear, wherever you are
Timberly
I hope you end up to be a well-known star
Timberly
Thanks for telling me about her secret life
Timberly
Before we married and she became my wife

Timberly
Thanks for telling me about her secret life
Timberly
Before we married and she became my wife

2017

Lyrics Notes: I did meet a Timberly while I was dating a girl way back when, but this is one of those interesting things where I thought up a complete storyline that was far more cooler than the actual experience. Again, creative license with a name I kinda like and it stuck with me as one to use as a song based on a name.

From Time to Time

From time to time
I feel like writing a song
A song to cheer me up
It doesn’t take me long
And I think about why
Why I have this need
Why I’ll be in the garden
And point out the weed

From time to time
I look at what I want
Where I long to be
As I chew on a croissant
And I think of the ways
I could turn it around
I could stay on my pills
Or I could get myself a hound

From time to time
I hear the answers inside
But I can’t open the door
I collect the tears I’ve cried
And I think about what we’ve done
The things we’ve yet to do
But the most important thought
Is the love I have for you
It’s the love I have for you.

2015