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Sometimes, it’s just best to leave.

No more words are needed

14.6 miles one way…Nice little ride.

1. They serve the best Margaritas in town. (And their free bean dip with chips is really good too…)

2. They will allow me to sit with my dog, Sebastian, on the patio.

3. They are 1/2 block from my house which means I can walk there.

Add all of that up, and that means that I’m just going to have to be a regular. And that is a very, very bad thing. I’ve got enough bad money spending habits, I don’t need to add Nico’s to the list. But I might just have to. Because the margaritas are *that* good. Add to it the fact I can take my dog there, and well…I just can’t resist.

And for my German readers, let me explain: margaritas are not considered a ‘girly’ drink in Texas…no no. Margaritas, in and of themselves, are a reason to party. We, Texans, drink margaritas the way German’s drink beer. We order them by the pitcher and share them with friends. They are a reason to get together and shoot the shit, blow off steam, socialize. No man who drinks a margarita is considered a ‘girly’ man…not at all. It it a uniquely ‘Texan’ thing.

And one, that I believe, I will have to partake more of.

Damn you, Nico’s.

When you are told by your boss that he reads your blog…

I’m not sure what I think about that.

Really. Had an interesting conversation from someone today and it went something like this:

Me: Hiya.

Put in bs conversation about movies, everything else. Nothing important. A while later…

Person: You’ve been talking a lot on IM lately.
Me: Oh. I will stop if you want me to. (I said this as a joke…btw)
Person: Maybe better.

Ouch. Apparently he didn’t see the joke. I felt that like it was a kick to the head. It was then that I realized what an ass I’ve been making of myself. I’ve been talking with this person about everything, and he was nice enough to often tell me that he was busy, or didn’t have time. But I never got the message until now. Literally, he’s been putting up with me.

The thing is, it’s not the first time. I’ve had people tell me straight up and I was hurt. The thing is, I don’t really have friends outside of the keyboard. Literally in the Dallas area, I have three people I call my friends, those who I can call in an emergency if the sh*t hits the fan. And I’ve lived here for 10 years. My best friend lives in Alaska nearly as far from Texas as one can get. I’ve seen her in person 4 times…3 of those times was in the UK. But I talk to her every day via chat.

In fact, when I was reading said friend’s post about smoking I formulated a small theory about people who smoke. (Yes. This all ties together…give it a bit.) Very simply, people who smoke tend to be much more social than those of us who don’t. Ask many smokers why they started, and most will say they started when they were teenagers because they wanted to fit in. (Or else, they started smoking pot and moved to tobacco later on…but still, the theory fits.)

I’ve also come to notice that many smokers also tend to be good bloggers and/ or good editorial writers. This feeds my theory that they are also more social, and people who are more social tend to be able to talk to people. In the ClueTrain Manifesto, the main idea of the book is that the web is one big conversation. Go to any SEO meet and you’ll see that the ones who are really successful at SEO or affiliate work also tend to be smokers. (Not always the case, mind you, but very often.)

I’ve always had a hard time with conversation. It’s not that I don’t want to talk to people, it’s just that I don’t know what the hell to say. Or what I’m supposed to say. Or not supposed to say. Even if it is a topic I know well, I still stumble with it.

It’s also very difficult for me to write editorial things or blog stuff for much the same reason: I simply don’t know what to say.

I think chat has allowed me to see that I really do crave talking to other people, but I’m just scared to do it with them in person.

So. Today. I realized: I need to learn to converse. I think it’ll make social situations easier for me, and hopefully help my web work. That’s the theory anyway. I’m off to the bookstore to see if there is a how-to book.

I realize this makes me a loser because I am learning to converse from a book and that almost makes it a contradiction in terms, but I really don’t know where else to start. I guess I could start smoking.

If nothing else, it gives me a reason to go to the bookstore. And I always like that.