[RoosterRedux]

Well, when you live in NYC, you see a lot of famous people and the newness wears off.

That said, there's not a red-blooded boy in America who wouldn't flirt with Agent 99 if he got the chance.

She's the greatest and not at all self-important. Vy down-to-earth and, did I mention, CUTE.

She's was about 15 years older than me but that's well within marryin' age.;-)

I should have proposed on the spot.

[bagster]

Haha. Yes you shoulda. You coulda tapped into that residual money.

Here's a related story, though not as cool as yours. It explores the mind of the American male.

So when I was just a youth, I was a Maryann guy. She was girl next door cute, cheerful, and built, or so I thought at the time. Those pigtails got me, and the legs were to die for. I didn't care about or understand Ginger.

But when I was grown to be a man, I understood. I became a Ginger man, and put away my childish yearnings for the Maryannn.

Any thoughts?