SEARCHING FOR HEATHER.  A true story

at this point, i have to believe that i will not hear from the person,
but the story is true and the song i wrote about it is solid.
so, i am already a winner… here is the amazing true story!

searchin for heather… a true story

i am afraid i must out myself here.  i internet date sometimes. 

there, i said it. 

this particular date and i had spoken on and off for a while.  we were finally going to meet. the plan was to meet in Davis Square at 7:00PM to grab a low pressure bite to eat. i called her on the phone around 6:00PM to confirm.  we had a fun conversation discussing a variety of topics ranging from my growing love for poker to her being a vegan.  dinner would be a toss up between thai and american fare.  she said she would be running late and asked if it was all right to meet at 7:30PM instead.  we agreed on this, then got ready.

i walked into the center of Davis Square at 7:30PM, our agreed upon meeting time and place.

there was a huge rally going on in the middle of the square.  the square was very crowded from that group.  then, amidst a sea of people, she emerged.  it was pretty awesome.  she walked right up to me, said hello, and greeted me with a huge, warm, welcoming hug.  i haven’t felt a hug like that in forever.  she had a great smile, and it was clear we were both so very happy to finally meet each other.

i asked her what the rally was for.  she said it was some sort of coalition to stop domestic violence.  i joked how that was a shame since i was a such a huge fan of domestic violence.  (yes i know, great date line, but it got a laugh)

she then asked if i was hungry (which i was due to the half hour delay).  i asked her where she wanted to go.  we had been undecided on the phone.  she mentioned a great new Tibetan place which I had been meaning to try.  I asked her if she had tried the other one in Teele Square.  Turns out that was a favorite of both of us.  Thai was the other option.  I made some hamburger joke (Vegans, you know?) That got no response, surprisingly.  So, I just moved on as we walked together towards our Tibetan restaurant.

She asked me how my day was.  I talked about work and poker.  I said she must love the menu at Tibetan places due to all the Vegan options.  At this assertion, she returned a slightly suspicious, puzzled look.  She said, “I think you have me confused with some other girl you talk to...”

We continue to walk, but I am confused.  I ask her, “don’t you eat vegetarian?” She says again, “You are thinking of someone else...”

Now, I am truly becoming concerned that I have lost my mind, or that this girl is a psycho.  I stop her for a minute.  We are standing looking at each other.  I say, “Ok, now I have to ask you this, because I might be losing my mind...”

me: “we were just talking on the phone before getting together, right?

her: “yes”

me: “and we were talking about where to have dinner, mentioned that Thai place, right?”

her: “yes”

me: “and you were telling me how you were a Vegan and have been for years...”

her: “oh no… ummm.... my name is Heather”

me: “i’m Russell… oh no, we met the wrong people… we are on the WRONG DATE???”

Neither one of us can believe what is happening.  I ask her if she was supposed to meet a bald guy.  She said she was.  I said to her that I remember seeing another bald guy waiting in the square, but i am MUCH cuter.  As we were nearing the square, now running late to meet our original dates, i felt like i wanted to know this person more, that this happened for some reason.  I left her my info and asked her to email me.  I said, “you just have to.  nothing like this has ever happened to either of us, and nothing like this ever will again”

I came home after my originally scheduled date and was left wondering what the hell that was all about. I told the story to my female roommate.  Even she lost sleep.  She sat there in a haze saying, “you HAVE to find this person.” Around 1:00AM I wrote a new song, “Searching for Heather.” I finally got some sleep, but woke up wondering why? How? What? and all those other words that come to us when trying to explain the unexplainable.

Posted by on 10/14 at 10:54 AM

Alright, now, that is just freaky.

-nate

Posted by  on  10/14  at  12:37 PM

if only it were fiction…

i went out of my way to remember every little detail of the night and record it in words.  you know my memory wink

hey, shouldn’t the band be playing in western ma again?

-r

Posted by  on  10/14  at  01:26 PM

Yeah, the band SHOULD be… but I hear the lead singer guy doesn’t like people in western, MA anymore… so he doesn’t book shows out here.

wink

-nate

Posted by  on  10/14  at  01:29 PM

come on, that’s crap and you know it!  where SHOULD we play?  we have a full, kick ass band and tons of new material.  we need a bar that will book us on a friday or saturday night (saturday is easier).  know anyone there?

Posted by  on  10/14  at  01:36 PM

Heh. I’m just giving you a hard time. smile

It’s actually slim pickins out here these days for places to play… but I’d say your best bet is probably either the Elevens or Bishop’s Lounge.

You could try the iheg places, too… (iron horse, basement, pearl st, etc… ) but I don’t know how their booking works these days, as I no longer have a friend working in that office.  Drop me an email if you want.

-nate

Posted by  on  10/14  at  01:40 PM
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