Okay.

So I feel I should address something. This ‘Blog‘ of mine is supposed to be a humorous look at my life that will hopefully amuse and entertain those who happen by. At the same time I look at this as an opportunity to record my life and its various struggles and issues for later reflection.

So I assume I should mention that I am…ahem…How do you say…er…Well…The um..uh…

Okay there’s a girl.

Yes. A girl. Not a grill. Although a grill would be interesting because I can make all sorts of tasty treats and stuff. Oooo, like hamburgers. Or grilled vegetables. Or…nevermind. I’m not referring to a grill. I said girl.

Maybe I should talk about a grill. It’d make me more comfortable.

Ya see for the past few days I’ve been dealing with the reality of dealing with a girl in front of people. Its strange(like the structure of that last sentence). Peoples reactions and body language imply so many different things.. I didn’t know I cared so much about peoples responses. I mean I do go on stage in a desperate attempt to make people laugh but I don’t care what they think really…

And end sarcasm.

On one hand I want to hide ya know? Like don’t mention it. If I’m really still no one will notice at all. Look everybody, its just me, nothing different. I’m not dating anyone. Really. See? NOT dating.

Of course I try this Monday and the bartender at one of my shows was like…

“Are you guys…um…You know…Like…Yeah? I mean…Like hanging out or something?”

I swear I had done nothing to highlight any affinity had for the girl.(Yup. I think that’s her name from now on. The Girl. Its like a title or something) but the bartender called it out HARD.

I assume its cause we’re both in comedy. If either she or I weren’t then it’d be like ‘Oh who’s that chick with Elon?’ Or vice versa. It wouldn’t have people acting so fricken strange. So its like I have a choice. I either hide in the shadows and move in the still of the night, or I get the fuck over it and basically do a little dance that would highlight the fact that I am seeing someone. The ‘Yeah I’m seeing her, bitch what?’ dance.

If I get to say the name of the dance before I do it, I think I’ll pick the second.

And let the rumor mill begin.

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  1. rachael on December 28, 2005 6:54 pm

    I think if you were dating a non-comedian people would still be in awe or dumbfounded or scared the end of the world was nigh.

  2. Elon James White on December 28, 2005 7:05 pm

    WHY?!?!! Can’t a brotha find some sort of interest outside of the realm of comedy!?!? Why i gotsa be tied down son!

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