posted by dave on Tuesday, October 18, 2005 at 11:32 PM in category ramblings

Buying show tickets today reminded me of one of my more deranged fantasies.

This is one that I had back in May, the last time I was in Las Vegas, the last time I went to a fancy show.

I went to see Ka at the MGM Grand. I sat in the front row, next to the aisle.

The seat next to me was empty.

Kind of strange. The thing was sold out, and had been for weeks, but that seat was empty.

I figured that somebody must be running late, or that they'd made other plans. Changed their mind about the show. It was a single empty seat, so whoever had it reserved was in the same boat I was in. Alone. Or at least they were alone when they bought the ticket. Now, who knew?

At about ten minutes after the show started my fantasy began.

(I'm not really sure how to go about styling this part. Should I italicize and indent it, or just describe it like a normal person? The former I think. I can always go back and change it later.)

The house lights have dimmed, and the stage has become frenzied. All eyes are on the performers as they go through the first scene. I, like everyone else, am mesmerized. A form crosses in front of me, briefly distracting and annoying me. The form takes the empty seat beside me.

Wait a minute.

I turn my head to the right and try make out the shape next to me. It's pitch dark, but I know who it is. Her perfume is hinting, her body heat leading, but her presence - her presence is unmistakable.

I smile in the dark. I reach over and find her hand. I entwine my fingers with hers, and I never let go.

Now you have to admit, that would have been romantic as fuck. It would have taken some pretty impressive stalking skills too, but what the Hell. It was my fantasy.

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