I've been getting urgently worried messages, concerned that I've not safely returned from my bro-date at the Tandy Hills.Fear not. I've been safely back for hours. Well, make that awhile, I was not paying all that much attention to the time.
I can now reveal the name of the mystery bro-date. He goes by Dynamo Hum. I think he may be of Japanese descent, but was born and raised in Texas.
Dynamo Hum pretty much looked just like his picture, that you see here, so when he stepped out of his car, I knew it was he.
I guess sort of like how the Queen of Wink was able to tell it was me from a distance, due to my Fatty Boy Waddle.
I arrived for the bro-date about 4 minutes early. Dynamo Hum arrived right at noon. Impressively punctual.
As per his previous self description, Dynamo is tall and lanky. He towered over me, but I'm a shrimp, so that happens frequently.
Mr. Hum is in excellent shape, so he had no trouble negotiating the Tandy Hills. I detected no pre-pneumonia indicators.
I must say, Dynamo's conversational skills are of the highest level. He is not afraid to voice an opinion, but not once did the opinion cause, in me, the "here we go, off into kooky banana land," that can happen when you meet someone for the first time. Or even after you know a person for awhile. I can think of an example or two of the kooky banana type, but I shan't name names.
Dynamo Hum has quite an excellent Texas accent. A good Texas accent causes me to be a much more cooperative listener. I had a client awhile back here in Texas. She had the best Texas accent. If she left me a message, asking for a call back, I always called back, just to hear that accent. Without that accent there'd be a much greater chance I'd communicate via email, than the phone.
Anyway, my first bro-date went fine. Thank you all for your concern. I appreciate it.
