Big happenings are going on here at the WTIT Blog. Another WTIT DJ is taking the blog over. Well, at least on Fridays, that is. Dating Profiles of the Week will move to Thursdays starting tomorrow. On Fridays, my best buddy Harvey Wallbanger will begin a new feature. We don’t have a title for it yet, but on Fridays Harvey will select one of the woman that I feature in Dating Profiles and find her a “suitable” match. We expect it to be a lot of fun. Harvey is the funniest guy I know. And yet his humor is different from mine. We both hope that you will enjoy the new feature and don’t mind the move of Dating Profiles.
Anytime anyone meets Harvey and I together we are asked how long we have been friends. People guess either since grammar school or high school. We are that in sync. But the truth is much more bizarre. We didn’t meet until after I divorced the mother of my four kids. We were in our thirties. How did we meet? We dated the same woman. Only we did not date her at the same time. I will explain.
After the divorce I was very ready to move on and dated a ton of women. Then I met someone I thought was “the one”. She was gorgeous, had a wicked body and we sizzled in the sack. Looking back, we really did not have much else in common. She was looking to marry and settle down to have kids. I had four kids already.
When she asked if I would have more children with her, I laughed. I was paying OVER half my take home pay on child support. I told her that I wanted to marry her, have kids with her, and then divorce her so she could have the rest of my pay. She also had a TON of male friends. If I met someone like that now I wouldn’t change a thing. But at the time, I was jealous. Stupidly, but true. But the only guy she saw and talked to a lot was a guy named John. I hated John. Not that I met him, this woman kept all parts of her life separated. We had dated a year and I only met her family a couple of times.
We broke up and got back together on almost weekly. About a week before we broke up permanently, we ran into her friend John at a nightclub. I really liked the guy. And you could tell that this ex-boyfriend from six years ago was not after her in the slightest bit. Driving home to her place that night I said to her that had I met her friend earlier on things would have been a lot easier. Although part of the “we had nothing in common part” was that she had no idea what I meant. But, I am not sure she understood me all that much. So a week later we called it quits. But it was a loud, ugly screaming breakup that was incredibly stupid. But there was nothing that physically happening, but we were toast. In fact, I don’t think I’ve had an argument with another woman that was that heated. Ever again.
Here is the interesting part. I started heading back to my favorite clubs. The first night out I ran into John, her ex and her friend. John and I had a lot in common. We kept running into each other at least once a week. Finally one of us said, “Shit we get along so well, let’s exchange numbers and meet out.” We were inseparable after that. I needed to find a new place to live and it happened that John’s lease was up. So we thought we’d pool our resources and get a place together. He was a still friend with his (and more recently my) ex-girlfriend. Other than thinking it might be strange coming home with a date and finding her in my living room, I could not have cared less. But she did. She “forbade” John to live with me. This was pretty stupid. No one ever could forbid John to do anything. Least of all being told what to do by a woman who he had not had sex with in seven years.
John knew all about WTIT and we both thought he should sit in on one of our weekly recordings so he knew what to expect once we shared an apartment. Since all the WTIT DJs took an “air name” John had to choose a name. It was easy for him. All he drank at the time were Harvey Wallbangers. So John became Harvey Wallbanger. A new Tape Radio star was born. As Harvey he recorded with us until my next marriage. At that point he decided to move to Atlanta. Our friendship never changed. Harvey and I speak at least weekly and visit each other on vacations. Oh and that ex-girlfriend? She stopped talking to Harvey after he moved in with me. She dated Harvey for six months and was his friend for seven years. She dated me for a year. Harvey and I had the last laugh. We have been best friends now for over fifteen years.
So I am glad you will get a chance to get know Harvey Wallbanger. Check out his first post this Friday. But do join me for Dating Profiles of the Week, tomorrow. Otherwise, Harvey’s post won’t make any sense what-so-ever!
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