Lunch W Omaha Dave

Monday, Jul. 21, 2008 - 12:11 a.m.

Because he is a reader of this blog, I hadn't wanted to tell my readers how I really felt about having accepted a lunch date with Omaha Dave.

But having survived the day, I think we're both surprised at how well the lunch went.

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Truthfully, we had parted on less than ideal terms -- twenty years ago -- so, frankly, with those past feelings still lurking, I felt like I was going to a dentist appointment.

But he'd asked, I'd accepted, and the day had been set.

Then the lunch happened, and I found out he had been half-expecting me to metaphorically pull a skillet out of nowhere and clop him upside the head for injustices past.

We'd both wanted to cancel. But now -- we're both glad we didn't.

I received something from him yesterday beyond the actual lunch (which was nice). And until it had been given to me, I hadn't realized that it had been missing.

What I received was this: Omaha Dave told me that the decision to leave me had been his and his alone -- and that I'd done nothing wrong.

When I think of the extremely small percentage of people who never get to hear these words when there's been an acrimonious parting of some kind -- I consider myself very fortunate.

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Overall, many things were discussed, everything that got discussed was resolved, and he and I are probably doing this again in six months or less.

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After lunch, we went and sat in the gardens of Sutro Heights Park, which is located across the street from both the Seal Rock Inn and the Cliff House.

Omaha Dave noticed something moving on the grass behind us, out of the corner of his eye, and had his waka waka camera with him and got this image:

I tried to take pictures of the critter with my camera, but they're laughably awful.

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When he took me home, he won John's heart forever and ever when he offered his hand and said "Thank you."

Then Omaha Dave went home and dropped me a note, and basically had the same reaction to the day as I have had.

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After I got home, I made John some lunch, we took a nap, then when we were awake again, we watched Kill Bill Volume 1 while I made dinner.

So, there you go. All in all, one of the nicest Sundays I have had in a very long time.

That's it. Have a good Monday, if you believe such things exist.

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