  I spent yesterday combing Chicago's furniture stores for some kind of cabinet/shelf thingie to help me organize the unsightly pile of sheet music next to my piano. I didn't find anything I liked, but I did bump into Bill and his angelic blond friend Kevin, who was visiting from Atlanta. They invited me to join them for dinner that night, and I happily accepted. We walked to the restaurant from Bill's house, and as we passed urlLink Ping Pong , I saw an extremely handsome man in a red T-shirt standing in the doorway. I smiled, but he didn't look up. So we have a great dinner, we stop by Bill's house afterward for drinks (and so we won't be embarrassingly early at Sidetrack) and then mosey on over to Sidetrack.
The guy in the red T-shirt is there. We walk by him three or four times. Again, he never looks up. We run into people. We chat. We tour the totally cool new rooftop bar that just opened a couple weeks ago.
It's a beautiful night. We make loops around the downstairs bars. We notice that the bigger bar is now officially designated as a no-smoking area. We smile in appreciation. I'm talking to Phil and Phillip at one point. I notice the guy in the red T-shirt is about 10 yards away.
I head his direction to make another loop through the bar. He finally looks up. He smiles. He says something funny about my T-shirt. We start talking. I like him immediately.
He's intelligent, articulate, interesting. He's disarmingly handsome. He doesn't come off as gay or straight; he just comes off as a guy. He keeps asking me questions about me. He's definitely interested. But he's not doing any flirting.
He finally says he needs to head home. My heart sinks a little. He hesitates. I ask if he wants to go get something to eat. His face brightens considerably. He was just waiting for me to initiate the flirting.
I put my hand on the small of his back. He presses into it. We chat some more. We finally leave. We decide we're not hungry. What do you suppose our other options are?
Hmmm. He's a great kisser. He's fun to touch. He's a wonderful snuggler. He wants to see me again. He definitely will.
Any time he wants. 
