Big Al’s Blog: Lunch with the black belt
Big Al’s Blog: Lunch with the black belt

Sure, I’ve been to lots of lunches with lots of different girls that do lots of different things over the years. But I have to say, I have never been to lunch with a black belt in judo. Well, not until yesterday. In fact, not only was she a black belt, she tried out and came really close to making the Olympic team. I met her in London and we kept in touch by Twitter and text since then. And she came to town for a meeting. Anyway, she drove 30 plus miles to my bar to watch football on Sunday so I thought I’d return the favor on Monday. After an hour lunch, she pulled out her credit card and paid the tab. And this wasn’t a $20 lunch. It was more like $65 or so. I almost felt a little guilty. Almost! Haha. I took her back to her hotel to catch her ride to the airport and she’s headed on back to Colorado Springs now. I think I am getting a little better at the one on one conversation.

I found out she has two older sisters. She was born in Arkansas and went there for college. And so did her dad. She has two pit bulls. (wow). And one of them hurt his leg not too long ago and she along with her sister stapled the wound back together. That’s intense, huh? A black belt that can staple your wounds.

Meanwhile, no word from Honey #3. And I damn sure haven’t contacted her. The worse part of this whole thing is that it cost me a friendship with Honey #2. She is not even speaking to me anymore. Yeah, she moved to Oklahoma to be closer to her family but she was really hurt by what I did and she wants nothing else to do with me. I don’t blame her. But I can’t take back what I did. And when she asked me about it, I told her the truth. Maybe, this was one of those times that I should have lied? I mean everything I do is on the radio so its not like it’s hard to find out the deal. But she did ask if it was a radio bit and I could have said yes. But I didn’t. I told the truth and now, a good friendship is lost.

Speaking of lost, what was up with Dina Lohan on Dr. Phil? Geez, if that is what Lindsay has had to deal with all of these years, there is no wonder she turned out the way that she did. Lindsay, I now feel a little sorry for you baby.