at an Erasure concert in Downtown Los Angeles, and I was suddenly feeling that
this was the night I should propose to Ruby. I had
been thinking about asking her to marry me for a while (yeah
– apparently for 3 years…), but I couldn’t think
of a creative way to do it. Unfortunately, I didn’t have
the ring with me. As the night went on, I felt a deeper and deeper
sense of urgency that I was missing my “moment”. So in a burst
of spontaneity and a bit of impulse I told Ruby that I would be “right
back” (I remember the man looked a bit constipated
when he left).
|A roundtrip from Downtown LA to South Pasadena,
should take just under an hour. I made it in just over 18 minutes (or three songs). Don’t ask how fast I was driving. Anyway, I quickly arrived back at the club and I showed the
bouncer the ring, which only mildly impressed him (HAHAHA…),
and he let me back in.
Of course I was gone longer than usual, and when I returned Ruby gave me this look like, “where the hell were you?” She then proceeded to answer her own question with, “number two?” The moment was framing up ever so nicely. In any case, I think Ruby thought it was strange that I was gone for so long, but didn’t really mind since she was having so much fun (and it was standing room only so I didn’t want to lose my spot).
the lead singer Andy Bell in a red leather thong and corset (so
romantic isn’t it?), on stage singing “Rock Me Gently”,
and without much of a planned delivery (please, he
just stuck the ring on my finger), I asked Ruby to marry me. She
mostly stared at me with disbelief (for several minutes), but then of course
she agreed (of course I did – he asked me in
public, very sneaky…).
So on St. Patrick’s Day 2003 (unbeknownst to us until later), Ruby and I were engaged.
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