And here he is - taking a picture of me with his iphone.
When we spoke on the phone IRM had a lot of ideas. One of which I liked, but which was the most 'dangerous'. Have him drive us somewhere secluded and take a hike.
And being the person I am, I was up for it, as long as I met him in person beforehand. So, we met for a late breakfast. He walks in and we chat. I actually bought him breakfast, in part because he gave me his driver's license so I could text all the pertinent information to my friend B in SF.
So, off we went! It was a great day and great to be outside. We hiked up a steep trail, with a ladder on it even, and then hiked down lots of steps. Avoiding poison oak like the plague. Then, just across the road was a hike down to the ocean and some huts, and we wandered the shoreline. Apparently he deposited some of his aunt's ashes in that spot, so we sat and just watched the waves for a bit.
We/I tried to call the radio talk show when it was time, but noone picked up. Which is a shame since, as I listened to the archives, they could have really used the call.
As we drove to his favorite seafood spot for dinner, I found out he really considered it a blind date. Which was fine, though I wasn't interested really. He asked me about my marriage, and we talked about relationships. Fine fine. After parking in a spot just a few inches bigger than his car, we went to dinner. I should have gotten what he got (tuna with wasabi butter - it was sooooo good), but it was still good.
Then he drove me to my friend's and dropped me off, giving me a hug goodbye. It really was a great day.
Of course, in the report back to the station, he wants to make up some sort of sex story. Whatever.