Second Chance Scott

Ok, so for those that are friends on FB with me, you already know that Scott (Mr. Close to Perfect) whom got pissy with me because I wouldn't add him to my FB friends, sent me a text yesterday that read: I can't believe you blocked me on POF. BOO HISSS YOU SUCK!!! Just kidding. I was hoping you would change your mind about the Facebook thing you stubborn ass. Anyhow I was thinking about the fun young lady I met on pof. Hope your (his spelling mistake, not mine) doing well.  
     So, that made me reach out to him and and asked if I had a hot date tonight. I told him no and he asked if I wanted one. Me being the smart ass that I am told him sure, if he knew of someone be sure to pass my number on. He then rephrased his question and I agreed to meet up with him at the Irish Channel in Crofton.  I have been craving their potato soup so we got there a bit earlier than the 80's cover band (Blatant Eighties -they are very good by the way) was about to start.  
     We made small talk and then I told him we need to talk about some things that have been on my mind at some point. He said Ok, then shoot. So I mentioned that he seemed like he had a short fuse and was hot headed. He disagreed and said he is very mild mannered and lets most things just roll off. Ok, so then I mentioned that he seemed like he was a bit racist but I learned that his ex was black and asked him if her child was his child. He was dumbfounded that I knew this information. I told him I wasn't going to reveal my sources but he did answer honestly. He was with a black lady (not African American, actual African)a few years back. She tricked him into getting pregnant, he wasn't ready for a kid at that time but instead of just ditching her, he tried to do "the right thing" and married her. It didn't work out and she was a bit crazy (in his words).  She is now with her ex whom is raising the kid as his.  He did admit he is a hypocrite because he was with a black lady but doesn't like white girls with black men. I am so good!  I picked up on this while on date 2 and then again on date 3. I'm a great judge of character!  
     I too had a confessional moment.  I told him that one reason I wasn't willing to add him as a fb friend is because I had an ex (current bf at the time) be a  fb friend and things were misconstrued and taken out of context and it just led to more arguments than it was worth. I also told him the second reason was because I have a blog (this blog) about dating and it's not something I want every date of mine reading. He said "that's not good, putting all your details out there."  He also said that he wouldn't want to read all the details and that wouldn't be good. There has been only one guy that I dated that knew about and read the blog. We no longer talk but it wasn't because of the blog. I don't talk to any exes or ex dates except one but we went on dates prior to the manifestation of this blog.  I told Scott, when I turn this into a book and it becomes a best seller, I will let him read it then.  He questioned how detailed it was and then he answered his own question by having this conversation with himself: 
Scott: How detailed is the blog?
Scott: I mean, it has to be detailed because without details no one would be interested and no one would read it.
Scott: So, I imagine it is full of details.
Me: I mean, it's detailed enough that I state what happened on the date and stuff. No last names of people are given. Sometimes no first names are given. 
      So, he seemed ok. We ate... I had my soup, he had a couple wings. He was coughing and not breathing 100% right due to allergies to cedar which he was chopping earlier today for work. I went and sat on his side of the booth and we got a bit cuddly and kissy.  I had 3 Sam Adams flowing through me which always makes me a bit kissy (even with strangers on occasion) but I knew going into this date that cuddling would be the least of what was going to go down, if you know what I mean! I mean a single girl can only hold out but for so long! 
     He mentioned his slob of a brother living with him still and I mentioned something about wanting to see his room. His response was "oh yeah?" and mine was "uh huh".  He said he would have to say no tonight because his place is such a mess that he would be too embarrassed and there is no way he is bringing anyone over tonight. He then asked what my excuse was regarding my place. I told him, my place was perfectly fine as an option. He then continued to wheeze and barely breathe and I told him that he was not going to be able to survive doing anything tonight with his breathing like it was. He agreed that he was having trouble just sitting there and it felt like it was acting up more so than it was earlier. I even gave him the sad puppy dog eye face and he still said he couldn't. So we chatted a bit more and then we decided it was time to go. He walked me to my car which was way out in Timbuktu.  A kiss or 3 were exchanged and I asked him if he was sure he couldn't breathe... lol... he confirmed he couldn't and he was very sorry but he would have to be a gentleman and go home.  Boo to gentlemen! Ok, ok, no boo to gentlemen. Gentlemen are a rarity and nice to have/find. I guess I'm heading to bed.... ALONE.... things happen for a reason right? He asked if I was free tomorrow, but I told him I had plans. I told him I was available until about 8 or so, so we might meet up for lunch depending on if he has to help a friend out with an errand or not. I will be sure to blog again tomorrow and update on Second Chance Scott. I'm suppose to be meeting Delicious Puerto Rican Adam tomorrow evening for date #2.  I'm not sure Adam and I will go very far because he seems to only want to drink or hang out at a bar. I suggested bowling or something and he said meet for drinks or listen to a band at a bar. So, bar/band it is. Either way, a blog will be posted tomorrow ... could involve one guy or 2... that is yet to be determined. Good night all! Bella Notte.