CBD Part II

Alright guys, it's been awhile. Not much has happened in the past three months except a mental regrouping and some quality alone time. I'd like to apologize to my roommate for the recent surge in Wii products, I have to pass the time somehow.

So I know I swore off CBD after my one traumatic experience, thank you Michael, but true to form I went back for more. I might need a longer mental re-grouping. However, just like all the websites before I felt I couldn't write it off with one bad experience. This second meeting was..."ok."

We met down at Danny Coyles on Haight. If you haven't been its the one bar on Lower Haight that doesn't blend with the others, typical Irish establishment with dark wood and large TVs.

I was concerned before I went because his name was Mischa. Until that day the only Mischa I knew was from the "O.C.", a girl and had a slight drug issue. After some research by my friend we determined he must be German. I thought ok, I can work with this; I like German sausage, German beer, Oktoberfest and Rammstein had a decent hit back in the 90's. I can't quite grasp on to their love for the Hoff but every society has their guilty pleasure, so be it. "Jump in my car" is always a riot. Off topic...

He was nice. He has dreams of being a celebrity wedding photographer, loves pirate jokes and travels to Europe frequently. I gave it my best hour, went to the bathroom, came out and said I'm leaving to go home and put on my PJ's. He seemed satisfied with that and we parted ways.

Boring yes, but a much better way to say good-bye to CBD.