happy @ fifty
last nyt i witnessed one of the most romantic scenes i have ever seen. sadly, i wasn't in it. as usual. i maybe the most romantic person on earth, but romance is allergic to me. the feeling is mutual. a few tables away from me was a couple -- in their fifty's -- dancing joyfully to every song by the filipino band. the woman looked splendid in a black, but not so tiny, dress. one shoulder was bare. the length was just enough to show a little of her well shaped legs. she has long, curly hair that swayed to the beat as well. she was beautiful, asian. the man was wearing a grey suit, a westerner. they were both trim, firm and graceful dancers. after a few songs, the man approached one of the guitarists on the stage and whispered something on his ear. my guess was right, he asked him to play a love song, the theme song from one of julia roberts films (i forgot the title, but she was paired with hugh grant. julia played a superstar in the film, hugh grant was a bookstore ow...