You know, if you hadn’t been so quick to clarify this, the resulting confusion could have been a thing of beauty.
Oh, well.
Ah, NCB, my brother in the surreal, you are a hopeless romantic. Make that a hopeful romantic. 
Wow, you lucky bastidge. Congrats.
Put this in you next mash note:
When she laughs, pearls appear
When she removes her veil, the moon is seen
The universe is too narrow to contain her
Yet she is enclosed in my heart
el-Aama et-Toteli (The Blind Poet of Tudela)
That ought to put the finishing touches on the whammy.
Thanks. I feel pretty blessed, myself.
So, NCB. Does Heaven have a name?
pretty little one that I adore
You’re the only girl my heart beats for
la la la - la la la
la la la - la lala la
Stay manic, boy! Easy does it…no mood swings now…niiiiiiice and maaaaanic… 
Yer such a nut. Here’s to hoping she is proportionately beautiful of mind. Here’s a test: get her opinion of duck quacks (echo or not? :dubious: ), check her repository of -gry words, see if she knows anything about Death Rays … ok skip that one. If she quotes Monty Python, but only once and in context, marry her immediately.
Or call a restaraunt… tell 'em you and she are coming in. Tell them to mess up her order. Observe reaction. Draw conclusions…
Coulda saved me a lot of heartache and time…
Man!
Why has no guy ever said that to me?
Congrasts, NCB. That took serious guts, and I’d have been instantly wooed.
Eh, you’ll probably fuck it up but that was one bad-ass post! 
I did something like that once. I kept seeing this sweet goddess walking to the Metro every morning, and one day, as we passed going in opposite directions, I crossed the street, and just said it:
“Excuse me.”
“Yes?”
“I think you are one of the loveliest women I have ever seen, and…well, that’s all I wanted to say. Have a good evening.”
I felt like a major dork after saying that, and just smiled and kept walking. I was so freaked out at my own behavior I walked a different route to the train for a month, and when I reverted to my old way, she had vanished. For some reason I felt laying low would demonstrate I wasn’t some stalker creep, simply felt moved to express my admiration, and really had no expectations beyond hopefully brightenint someone’s afternoon. I certainly achieved that goal by never laying eyes on her again.
I would walk up to her some minutes after she stepped up off the stage with my friend, and say: “Sorry to bother you, but… How do I put this? Picture Wayne and Garth collapsing and singing praises, and you’ve got what we’re trying hard not to do. And failing.”
Her name’s Ambrosia Parsley, and she sings for a band called Shivaree. I saw them last night. The concert was excellent, but this thread isn’t about concerts. She’s beautiful in pictures, but in person? Wow.
Flirtatious, witty, great stage presence, gorgeous face, amazing build, and wow, what a voice.
I met her after the show, along with my friend Lee, and we were more or less falling all over ourselves and trying not to be utter dorks. We failed.
Lee (who, incidentally, is a straight girl) had the following things to say after the concert:
“I’m having her babies.”
“She just radiates sex.”
“Noone should be allowed to be that beautiful.”
“She doesn’t let on that she knows she’s sexy, but she does. The way she moves is… Wow.”
“I’m speechless.”
“She’s a goddess.”
As well, I have two female friends that fall into the ‘mind-bendingly beautiful’ zone, and I do let them know fairly often.
Wow! Congrats!
Now quit dilly-dallying and send me that e-mail address!
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Great OP. Good luck!
I’ve said that before. As I’ve mentioned in the past throughout my life I’ve employed the “carpet bombing” dating strategy. So I’ve basically tried everything once (yes, the most famous pickup line in the world does work, more often than a lot of the other ones actually.)
But anyways, comments like the one you made are very assertive and women like assertive guys in general (just as I think everyone finds assertive people preferable.) And directness without being rude or inappropriate tends to go far.
Also I’m sure all of us men who have experienced the “lock stare” when you see a woman that’s so attractive you are locked into her notice that this happens mostly in places you don’t expect to see hot women. Like, a club or something this never happens. But the grocery store, big time.
My strangest experience along these lines came once when a woman in a book store caught me staring and said, “What are you staring at?”
I replied, “I’m not staring, I’m admiring.”
She was very flattered. She was also a fairly bitchy person but innately was actually pretty nice.
Congrats NCB!!!
Does she make your eyes explode?
Keep us posted NCB! I wish you good luck! Here’ s hoping her brain is as attractive as her face. Wouldn’t it be cool if, after a date or two, she let slip something that let you know she’s a Doper?
Applause, NCB!
I did that once and got her telephone number. I remember it well. It was 770 2219. She wrote it on a card and I was happier than Happy Jack McHappy until I propped the card against the mirror while I was shaving :smack:
She coughed out a surprised laugh and turned really red. “Oh my!” Her pose at this point made me want to taste every inch of her. “Maybe you’ve forgotten a few people?”
Which made me turn red and laugh.
I’m positive the little old lady who slowly passed us by at that point was provided by the Fates.
After the embarassing pause which lasted an eternity (at least 5 seconds!), I asked her a normal question. Something along the lines of “Are you new to the area?” or something like that. Normal conversation skills on both sides took over.
Then, I immediately checked out. Didn’t want to stalk her thru her entire shopping experience.
winces
Ouch…that really sucks…
I don’t get it 