Blogger Salute To Valentines Day

Valentines Day has a special place in Blogger's life. For Valentines Day is the source of many heartwarming stories that amuse and inspire Blogger to live a life full of meaning and happiness. Not the least of which is a story that occurred this Valentines Day in Orlando, Florida.

A gentleman took his chosen sweetheart to an Orlando Magic/New Orleans Bobcats game. In an incredible display of finesse with the support of the Orlando Magic entertainment staff, our hero made his move during the intermission between the first and second quarter of the game. Taking his chosen sweetie by the hand, he took her out onto the court, poured his heart out at her feet, proposed perpetual couplehood, and waited with bated breathe for her response.

It was not long in coming.

She ran. Like the wind. And was never (for all we know) seen again.

Now, Blogger's roommates (Blogger occasionally chooses roommates who have girlfriends as the perfect antidote to any possible chance of straying from his chosen path) expressed deep sympathy for our hero and the dismal crash with which he struck the rock of marital rejection.

Blogger thought just the contrary. As his Grandpa Peterson put so well, "Be careful what you wish for, Mark, you just may get her."

Our hero may be sitting alone, but next time, he can afford a better seat.

Which brings us to the second heartwarming Valentines Day story. This one tale of personal significance to Blogger. Mainly because it's about him.

Many, many moons ago, in a small town, far, far away, Blogger was a part of a homeschooling group that had an annual Valentines Day Skate Party.

There were some particularly dicey moments in Bloggers life at such parties. Including receiving actual notes from girls (with hearts on them and stuff),etc.

But nothing compared to the fateful Valentines Day when Female Friend (name kept secret to protect the identity of a very fine individual of impeccable moral character) skated up to Blogger right before the dreadful event that always caused Blogger tremendous terror (of course, I'm referring to couples skate). "Mark" she said, looking quite nervous as girls tend to when asking guys the sort of question she was just about to ask me, "I hate to ask you this, but I'm sure that Male Friend of Blogger (name withheld to protect the reputation of someone who Blogger has no idea because of time and distance if they need their reputation protected) is going to ask me to skate with him and he grosses me out. Would you skate with me?"

Now Blogger has two main principles in life. The first one has been ironclad for quite sometime. (1) never say "no" to a friend in need.
Which brings us to the second one: (2) if a friend asks you to couple skate with you, their status as a friend is temporarily suspended until the crisis is past.

Cold? Yes. But rules are rules and Blogger wasn't going to let a little something like "compassion" or "concern for others" or anything like that get in the way of sticking to his guns. He kindly, with apparent conviction, pointed out to her that he wasn't skating during couples skate, and that she could do the same with him (he thought he was quite chivalrous to say so too).

And so he avoided the dreadful couples skate and the veritable road of misery toward romance and marriage and stuff that we all know couples skate inevitably leads us down (even at the tender age of 13). And lived happily until this very day (and hopefully longer). THE END.