Fantastic Time in Fort Worth

Fort Worth was in full swing last night, let me tell you!

Last night, I had a wonderful time in Fort Worth. I had a date scheduled -- our second date -- and I really wanted it to be memorable. I fought heavy traffic to make it home, took a quick shower, changed clothes, and picked up my date for the evening. Fortunately, by the time I made it over to his house, the traffic had thinned out, and we got to Fort Worth in plenty of time for our 8:00 reservation at Ferre's. We actually got there a bit early and got seated, and we were able to take advantage of their prix fixe menu. The food was delicious. I had some of the most delicious crab cakes I've ever eaten, and the chilean sea bass on butternut squash risotto was just heavenly. My date had to send back his lamb chops because they were not cooked well enough, but that was the only hiccup at the restaurant. The restaurant made good on it (they were cooked correctly and he enjoyed them) and eventually comped us for it. We shared an order of white chocolate raspberry tiramisu for dessert. We each had two glasses of wine, but I couldn't finish my second glass because I was starting to get sleepy and I was the one who had to drive us home.

Afterwards, we decided to walk around Fort Worth and take in the sights. It was a bit chilly out, but not too cold to go for a good walk. I took him around Sundance Square and pointed out some of the restaurants and entertainment venues. It was fairly crowded downtown, but it wasn't filled with unruly throngs of people. We actually walked all the way over to the RadioShack campus so I could show him where I worked. We felt safe even walking by the jail, but we didn't tarry long. We walked back by the courthouse and the Worthington hotel.

Fort Worth had its crazy face on that night as well. We saw street ministers on several street corners. One particularly energetic one was standing across from Billy Miner's on Houston and 3rd and was yelling at pedestrians and passing cars about the coming of the Lord. My date was impressed because she had an entourage -- another woman was standing close to her with a large wooden cross. We thought about stopping and exchanging a kiss in front of her, but we were afraid it might send her into some kind of convulsive fit.

I got a brochure from one of the street corner ministers titled The Evil Tree: The Fall of America to Communism. I know that we're facing some major challenges in our country today, but I thought communism might be the least of our worries. This brochure tells a different tale. I've read through the brochure several times today and it really makes no sense at all. Apparently, way back in 1919, the communists hatched a plan to take over the world, and we're just playing into their hands, and it's about time that we woke up and smelled the proverbial coffee. One of the tactics suggested in 1919 was to distract the country by focusing their ambitions on sports, pornography, plays, and other trivialities. When I think of communism, I certainly don't think about sports, plays, or pornography. I think of Stalin, Chairman Mao, and Fidel Castro. I think of factories, long lines for food, and the KGB. The societies of communist Russia, China, and Cuba do not sound like places where they have a lot of time for trivialities like sports, plays, or especially pornography.

By the time we finished our walk, I was revived by the night air, so I felt safe driving back to Dallas. It was an extremely memorable evening: my date was charming, handsome, and fun to be with, and I hope it all can happen again soon.