Single in LA

So my cousin the Little Mr. Sether is a cold stone stud. Makes good money, smart, funny, chicks dig him, etc.... At 32 years old he seemed to have found the future Mrs. Sether. This after many years of slaying the field like Big Floyd did Detroit in the 80's. I know only a few of you know the tales of Big Floyd and I will tell you about him another day. Bottom line, the Little Mr. Sether has been living the rock star life for a long time. Maybe some other day I will blog about his exploits in more detail.

In early December he turned in his players card and he convinced the future Mrs. Sether to move in. Ok, I don't know if he convinced her as she was probably waiting on the doorstep for the invite but you get my point. Oh ya, they already had a dog so move in, engagement, BACHELOR PARTY, and wedding were all lined up right!? They had been dating less than a year but he seemed very happy and thus she moved in early December. As you may have seen in a recent blog she got the boot in early January. This ended my hopes of a big bachelor party this year!

I spoke to the Little Mr. Sether on the way home last night. He was telling me about how he was starting to think about dating. In fact, a friend had been trying to set him with a very attractive gal who, coincidently, lives on the same street at the Little Mr. Sether. Let's call it Ron Street. Obviously, that can be good and bad to date someone close by. Like the time I dated my neighbor was great (while we were dating) as my cordless phone worked over there (my cell phone was installed in the car back then) but then after we were dating no longer it wasn't so great to be neighbors. Anyway, the Little Mr. Sether decides to tell his friend to hook it up with the gal on his street. Let's say this was last Tuesday or Wednesday.

This past Friday he gets a call from his friend and the friend tells him "you won't believe this but you know the gal I was going to hook you up with...." Turns out the hook up gal was out on Thursday night, the night before, at some bar in LA. Oh ya, the Little Mr. Sether lives in LA, surfs, etc.... So, the hook up was out at a bar in LA and she ran into a gal she went to high school with. NO, this is story is not going in THAT direction here. The hook up gal says to the high school gal pal how great it is to see her, where you living, blah, blah, blah.... The hook up gal says that she lives on Ron Street. The high school friend says... "that's crazy, I was just living on Ron Street but just broke up with my boyfriend and moved out...." Yes, the high school gal is the former Little Mrs. Sether. Small f'ing world! I guess that set up is now off.

Peace out.