I admit it: I can be a cheesy romantic. Not necessarily the chocolates-in-a-heart-shaped-box with a serenade-in-candlelight-with-rose-pedals kind of cheesy (well, not always). Hopefully more of the creative-surprise-with-a-caress-of-intimacy kind.
Or maybe not. I don't know. You be the judge:
Okay boys, it's almost Valentine's Day. Time to man up and ask that pretty girl you've been eyeing out on a date! C'mon, you can do it!
I know, I know. It's scary. What if she says "No"? What if she's not interested? What if she doesn't even know who you are?
Well, here's what you can do.
"What's that noise?" asked Kathy. I followed her gaze up to the ceiling. The muffled sound of men's voices could be heard.
"Sounds like a bunch of guys up there," I answered.
Romance is different for a guy than it is for a girl. Romance for a girl is what we all mean when we say the word. It's passion, it's love, it's little boxes of chocolate and flowers and poems about knights on white horses.
Here's a Valentine's Idea for the gents living in California: take your sweetie to Mendocino!
Mendocino's roughly four hours north of San Francisco on the 101. If you have a bit more time and would rather a more adventurous and scenic drive, take the Pacific Coast Highway instead.
Ah—Valentine's Day. Another one of those utterly depressing or fantastically uplifting days.
They say that the suicide rate of Valentine's is the third highest, right behind Christmas and Thanksgiving.
Weekly random rambles, musings & writings of Mike Lee in San Francisco, CA