synchronicity

Greetings web searcher. The internet is a powerful communications tool that can also play the part of a time machine. Every day millions of people are searching for things and before you can find something it has to be out there to find. So many people pass through your life and make an impact and yet they may never know it.

One thing I have found out in the last few years is that if you can't find somone you are looking for on the internet then you can try the opposite approach. Make it so who you are looking for can find you. Write something on a web page and hope someday the search engines find it and then the person you are looking for gets curious one day :) After all, everybody googles their name at least once right?

This is also my take on a single thread that can be traced to a beginning and hopefully will not have an end. How many times can you say that due to complaining about a spouse, commiserating about the woes of your current partner to a member of the opposite sex, you found a new partner. Ok, this isn't like that because nobody hooks up with anybody good while talking bad about anybody. I'm rambling, maybe I should just tell the story.

The year was 1991.

One night I was on one of the chat bbs's and started talking to a girl going by the name Lucretia. Her real name was Danielle. Somehow the conversation turned towards how we were both unhappily married and generally unhappy. This conversation went on for a few hours but then turned to much more happy chat. This was the first time in 10 years I had seriously thought I needed a change and maybe I should do something about it. It was also the first time I had talked to another person about this.

Nine months later
I had just lost a job and found out the bills had not been paid for 2 months. Unemployment and 2 part time jobs and some work on the side started helping but I needed a change. A change of career from one kind of computer job to another. But not having any experience other than 5 years of playing on BBS's wasn't going to get me a job. And I had no support in my choice because it would mean a major pay cut for a while. Now how to condense a 12 year relationship split into one paragraph? Well, I left ... a few months later moved in with a roomate and got my computer back online and starting making friends and finding girlfriends and generally getting myself into some real nice trouble.

Now another year goes by and one night I run in to Lucretia again. And we talk about how we both split and are now living the life and things are good and I ask about meeting her. One catch, she has a new boyfriend. But she tells me we should meet anyway. She says she is going to the Khyber Pass club in downtown Philly to see a show. But the strange part is that she tells me her boyfriend will be meeting her there also. I wasn't sure how to handle this but I really really wanted to meet her so I headed downtown.

Now Dani which she liked to be called instead of Danielle, was a hair stylist. She said she would be easy to spot. She said her hair was platinum blonde but she left a dark streak in the back. Couldn't miss her. So I go to the Khyber. I look around and don't see any blonde's fitting her description. So I end up watching some strange band for two hours.

Ok wait, my memory is really foggy on exactly what the circumstances when I first met her so these might not be actual events. One thing I am sure of is that the first time I saw her I had an instant crush on her. She is one of the best looking women I have ever seen. I saw her with her preppy boyfriend. Looked like such an odd couple. yet he was dressed the way I was the week before so I decided to change my look. Anyway, I don't remember exactly but it was a few more months till I actually met her face to face. She cut my hair a few times. We met up with some of the old BBS people. One of the guys she was friends with was a DJ who worked at some Philly clubs. He was also one of the bbs buddies. Dani told me a story about meeting Darren Daulton of the 1993 Philadelphia Phillies at the Egypt nite club on Delaware Ave. She said Jeff ( the DJ BBS guy ) had invited her up into the DJ booth above the main dance floor. And she was up there enjoying the view when the club owner brought Darren Daulton and 2 other phillies up.

I'm losing myself again. As fate would have it Dani and I never hooked up. She did get a job at a big salon down on walnut st. and I couldn't afford her haircuts anymore. And I'm not sure she ever knew how big of a crush I had on her. Danielle and I never saw or talked to each other again. Searching on the internet did not even turn up her name for a while. One of the old BBS pages has a link to a missing picture that she was in. And more recently a real estate transaction or two that I won't get into. But this story moves on...

A few months later I ended up being friends with a woman named Lori. We met on a chat line and hit it off well as friends. Due to a twist of fate one of the other guys she was talking to from that line was Jeff the DJ guy. She was thinking about meeting him but was curious as to what he looked like. That same day I was talking to him and found out he would be at Egypt that night. So jokingly I told Lori I was going down there to check him out for her. It was a wed night. I was there at 9:30 and the place was dead. Maybe 20 people in the whole place. I was sitting having a beer when this guy came walking around with these little flyers putting them around the bar. He handed one to me and it was an ad for another night with DJ Jeff. So I asked him if he was Jeff and he knew Dani and of course he was. It was quiet enough to talk for a bit and then he asked me if I wanted to go up to the booth to have a look. Well, even though him and Lori never hit it off we got to be friends and that led to me hanging out down at Egypt with the DJ's. Even on a crowded sunday night I could slip up into the booth for a bit and check out the crowd.

This led indirectly to me meeting lots of women. There may be several stories about this elsewhere but for this thread the only thing that counts is the last woman I met there.

On august 1 1996 I went to Egypt. Had a wonderful chat with one of the female bartenders for a while. When I approached two women one of them held her hand up and said something like "Stop, don't say anything just go away". Of course I was surprised but I remember thanking her and she got this real puzzled look and asked why and I said because any night that started out that bad just had to get better. I met a few more people that night. A pair of sisters and my first corny line was "Hey, wanna come up and see what this place looks like from the DJ booth?" And to my surprise one said yes.

6 months later we were in Las Vegas getting married!

So you see Danielle, if it wasn't for you I would not be where I am today :) sometime in 2005 nearly 15 years later.....

Actually that is the real goal here besides the story. Send me an email saying Hi :) Anybody that thinks they might be part of this story is welcomed to send mail either. I'll name names. Jeff Gross. Lori Wexler. Mel Toxic. Wait, how the hell did he get in here. Oh yea. WDRE the old alternative radio station had these freelance DJ's associated with them. So between Jeff Gross and Chuck Addis, who was always annoyed when Mel called him chuckles. and Mike. Mike, I forget Mike's last name. All of you guys that hung out at Egypt in 1995-1996. Speaking of Chuck, Hey why did you slip my wife your phone number when I came back in 1997 and told you we were getting married? :) hahaha. Never mind. Mel Toxic is really Mel Taylor. So I need to mention mel taylor a few more times.

Please email atebitz@yahoo.com me and tell me who you are and why you came here or if you are just curious.

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