Staying Present in Saskatoon
Not only did I check out The Great Plains Comedy Festival last night, I snagged the headlining act!
Actually, it was a set-up. The Calories manager must have taken pity on me for having to dine alone at his restaurant the other night because shortly after that, he called up a drinking buddy… and the next thing I knew I was on a date with what must be the only black comic in Saskatoon – a sweet coup, if I do say so myself.
And it wasn’t your typical date either. Before show-time, the Comic (a.k.a Jody Peters) and I went out for dinner. Well, I ate. He picked at his food (he was a little too anxious to eat – understandable). Afterwards, we swung by the festival’s all-star jam, took in some prairie comedy, he excused himself, hit the stage, nailed it and we carried on with our date. All in all, his performance was a fairly minor interruption in our evening.
I have to say he’s a great guy. He’s funny, but he’s not always “on” like some comedians can be. Plus, he’s really quite a progressive thinker (he took a nice swipe at redneck homophobia during his set). And he seems to sincerely want to settle down with a woman and have another kid (he’s got a five-year-old son from a previous relationship). He’s also creatively full-filled, straightforward, sweet and genuinely interested in me. Basically, on paper, he’s pretty much what I’m looking for.
But, as much as I enjoyed his company, I couldn’t really give him my full attention. See, my mind is on somebody else I dated out west. Suffice to say, I really have to let that go and stay in the present moment if I’m going to give my next 50 or so dates a fair shake.
Thankfully, I never leave home without a copy of The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success. Deepak, work your magic.



well, there is a pattern I see here, Indie Girl. It seems like either all those guys you dated so far really do fall short on something, or it seems you really have figured out an excuse or a reason why you should not give a particular guy a chance for a serious relationship.
also, I’m starting to think u have a “coup de foudre” with that soccer guy you met in Victoria. cuz u compare every single guy u dated so far with that one.