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		<title>Katherine and Adam</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 18:51:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>jbourque</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. <p>Entered for show on February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</p> <p class="wp-caption-text">Katherine &#38; Adam</p> <p>HOW WE FIRST MET:</p> <p>My side of the story: I was a sophomore in college and I was on my way to English class with [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://marinesmemorialtheatre.tix.com/Event.asp?Event=435310" target="_blank">February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</a></span></strong></p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 310px"><img src="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/2278/photo-11.JPG" alt="" width="300" /><p class="wp-caption-text">Katherine &amp; Adam</p></div>
<p><strong>HOW WE FIRST MET:</strong></p>
<p><em><strong>My side of the story: </strong></em>I was a sophomore in college and I was on my way to English class with my buddy-of course I was late. I got into the class, and there were no seats left, so my friend and me had to sit up in front of the classroom next to the professor facing every one. I quickly stopped listening to the teacher on what she was saying, and I began to scope out the people in the class. My eyes stopped about a third of the way, and I saw the most beautiful girl I had ever seen at school! Olive skin, dark hair, amazing body….absolutely BEAUTUFUL! I knew I had to talk to her. As soon as I left class I told my friend that I had to get at her she was so hot! (and of course he agreed!!) The next week my friend and I went to zoology class. While we were waiting outside we saw the same girl sitting out of the classroom…I couldn’t believe it!!!! It was my lucky semester if she was in my class; I was just crossing my fingers hoping she was not on the wait list! (she wasn’t. JACKPOT).</p>
<p>I asked her if she was in our English class and she said yes with a drop dead gorgeous smile! I told her to stick with us (wink wink) and it would be smooth sailing for her considering that it was our second time taking the course. She agreed willingly and sat next to us. We started to small talk and then class was over; I left on cloud 9! My friend and I then go back to English class, my teacher asks every one to get in a circle and interview one person. We had to introduce our partner to the entire class…..after that she asked us to get two phone numbers in order to have contact information. Well, I already had two numbers, but I looked across the room and saw Katherine and knew that this was my golden opportunity! THANK YOU professor Lanser for making it easy on a guy! Katherine and I made eye contact and I waved my finger between us like hey come here beautiful and let me have your phone number; we traded, and were off to our separate ways. Right when I got to my truck I texted her if she gave me the right number…she did, and it has changed my life ever since!</p>
<p><em><strong>Her side of the story:</strong></em>  (somehow got her to email me a detailed story without her knowing what it was for&#8230;.SURPRISE&#8230;;-)&#8230;)</p>
<p>I was a sophomore in college here at Stanislaus and I had signed up for this zoology class for the heck of it because I needed to take some sort of science class. On the first day of school I was waiting in the hall of the science building texting my sister when Adam walks in. Right away I text my sister, “ok there’s a hecka hot guy in my class!!!!!” I couldn’t stop staring at him because I kinda wanted to grab his attention, but he looked over at me and like he never saw me just looked away. First thing I thought was okay he must not be attracted to me, probably because I’m Mexican and he likes white girls! Anyway, he walks in and like instantly starts talking to people so I’m like okay well he knows a lot of people and he’s so freaking hot!</p>
<p>When we walked into class I was determined to listen during roll to find out what his name was and when he said his name I knew I couldn’t forget it! (one, because it was my brothers name, but two because I was really attracted to him). I went on about my day until I had my last class and we were all sitting there and it looked like every one was there the teacher is already talking to us and here comes Adam and this other guy, his name was Frankie. There were absolutely no other seats available in the class so she asked them to grab chairs and find a seat, which they found and decided to sit in front of the class facing every one. Mind you I left out that I had absolutely no make up on that day because I had left it out of town and wasn’t going to get it till the next day. I’m already feeling denied by him earlier in the day and now he’s sitting up front facing me and I just like wanted to hide!!!!</p>
<p>My teacher then starts to ask who everyone is and finds out Adam’s name and goes &#8220;Ohh I know about you&#8221; and he was like, &#8220;What???&#8221; She’s like yeah this teacher told me to watch out for you blah blah it was pretty funny! My teacher starts to talk and she was pretty animated, and Adam raises his hand and is like are you in drama.</p>
<p>I swear it was so funny because I was like thinking seriously what are doing you your all over the place!!! The next week I was back in the halls of the science building and I was waiting for zoology just sitting down on the floor and Adam and Frankie walk in and sit down right in front of me and Adam goes hey aren’t you in our English class? I said yeah, and he goes oh you have zoology and I’m thinking yea dummy I stared you down the first day and you looked right through me!!! He told me to stick by them because it was their second time taking the class so I’m thinking bingo!!!!!</p>
<p>We walk into class together and we are sitting next to each other, and he starts asking me where I’m from what I do and I told him I was from Texas I remember telling him about the difference between woods and the forest, and he was looking at me like I was psycho and so I stopped that conversation real fast! We sat there in class and we talked, he was supper funny and I knew I was so attracted to him but I was with someone at the time so I knew I really couldn’t show all that much, but class ended and he asked me to save him a seat in our English class so i kinda just sat down hoping he&#8217;d get there soon enough that he could just sit next to me because I didn’t know him well enough that I wanted to save him a seat because I was kind of nervous and didn’t know if I should or if he was even serious, but I was praying no one sat next to me, and with my luck no one did! He got there and was like thanks for saving me a seat and I said &#8220;I didn’t&#8221; and just kind of smiled at him.</p>
<p>We got back into the groove of talking and then our teacher asked everyone to split into a circle and get to know their partner sitting next to them and when the time was up we had to share with the class what our partners major was what there favorite food was and what was their favorite movie, We went around the circle and shared what we had to say Then we were required to get at least someone’s number in the class so that way we could communicate with each other for our class assignments etc. and Adam just kind of looked at me across the circle and like threw his hand out pointing at me and then at him back and forth like hey me and you lets get each others number and so i had already gotten 2 numbers but we exchanged anyways……..lets just say it was all history from there! <img src='http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Eillen and Cody</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 18:18:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Eillen</dc:creator>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://marinesmemorialtheatre.tix.com/Event.asp?Event=435310" target="_blank">February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</a></span></strong></p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 310px"><img src="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/2282/elandcody.jpg" alt="" width="300" /><p class="wp-caption-text">Eillen &amp; Cody</p></div>
<p><strong>HOW WE FIRST MET:</strong> It is hard to define our meeting as a moment, as it was more of a process. A long and confusing process that diverged into how we became us. I&#8217;m from St Louis, and she&#8217;s from San Francisco. Technically we first met in an elevator,Tokyo 2009. She had just finished her interview, and we said hi. She got the job at my same company, we said hi a few more times, then she quit.</p>
<p>We both ended up with new jobs in SF, which is where we became good friends. Good friends who weren&#8217;t attracted to each other, which worked out well. It all changed when Eventbrite hosted a wild open bar party. The next morning when we woke up, I was smitten, and she was embarrassed. After she left, my mind started planning the next 10 years of our lives. However, year 1 didn&#8217;t go as planned.</p>
<p>I took her to a world series game, I struck out. I took her for ice cream, she played it cool. I professed my love, she joined match.com. We went on bike rides and city strolls, but somehow she kept it platonic. This went on for 386 days&#8230; My right hand became my right hand man.</p>
<p>I was her go-to-man when she needed advice and someone to talk to. Apparently I was also her go-to-man when she was inebriated and needed a go-to-man. Great! Everything fell into place the night my St Louis cardinals won the world series. After the game, we went to a Grand Marnier cognac tasting. I paid a witch for the Cards to win. Seems like the witch had put a love spell on her, because after that night we were inseparable and in love.</p>
<p>One witch&#8217;s curse later, here we are on our more-than-friend-versary <img src='http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Faramarz and Hani</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 18:52:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Faramarz Mahdavi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. <p>Entered for show on February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</p> <p class="wp-caption-text">Faramarz &#38; Hani</p> <p>HOW WE FIRST MET: Hani and I met at a professional networking event, which she hosts once a month. We were surprised to learn that [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://marinesmemorialtheatre.tix.com/Event.asp?Event=435310" target="_blank">February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</a></span></strong></p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 310px"><img src="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/2246/photo.JPG" alt="" width="300" /><p class="wp-caption-text">Faramarz &amp; Hani</p></div>
<p><strong>HOW WE FIRST MET</strong>: Hani and I met at a professional networking event, which she hosts once a month. We were surprised to learn that we actually worked for the same company, VMware in Palo Alto. Because we worked in different buildings, we never saw each other at work, but infrequently emailed or kept in touch via Facebook. Last September, I happened to see her post in Facebook noting that she will be in Puerto Vallarta during the last weekend in September, which happened to overlap with when I was planning to be there. Again, via Facebook, we connected and planned to get together for a drink in PV. It turned out, we both happened to resign from VMware and both were taking a little time off before starting new jobs on October 3rd.</p>
<p>The get together in PV turned out to be one of the most unforgettable nights of my life. A beauiful night, an amazing setting, incredible connection with Hani, drinks and more drinks, capped by the most exotic experience of swimming in the bay at 3am. Our relationship, while still very new, has been complete bliss since. We are celebrating our first Valentine&#8217;s Day together this year.</p>
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		<title>Allison and Jon</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 06:59:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/phlootman87/sets/72157626119776803/" rel="nofollow">Jon Irons</a></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. <p>Entered for show on February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</p> <p class="wp-caption-text">Allison &#38; John</p> <p>HOW WE FIRST MET: Allison was a freshman at a university in Virginia. Jon was a junior at a university in Indiana. Unbeknownst to us [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://marinesmemorialtheatre.tix.com/Event.asp?Event=435310" target="_blank">February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</a></span></strong></p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 310px"><img src="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/2225/IMG_1814_lowres.jpg" alt="" width="300" /><p class="wp-caption-text">Allison &amp; John</p></div>
<p><strong>HOW WE FIRST MET</strong>: Allison was a freshman at a university in Virginia. Jon was a junior at a university in Indiana. Unbeknownst to us we both hailed from suburban Chicago, not an hour&#8217;s drive away. We met in O&#8217;Hare International Airport as we both embarked on the same archaeological field school in Kenya. We met at the ticket counter. Jon immediately did his best to ensure he sat next to Allison on the long, six-hour plane ride to London, connecting to Nairobi. And by some miracle they sat in the same row. Allison sat in the middle between Jon and another student, V. </p>
<p>Our first connection was over our favorite baseball team, the Chicago White Sox. And not soon after our first challenge approached as Jon decided it would be a good idea to show off mid-flight, or goof off rather, by taking creamer &#8220;shots&#8221; with V as the flight attendants handed out beverages. Still, not a week after landing in Nairobi, the guy who took creamer shots on the plane still managed to charm the pants off the cute archaeologist.</p>
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		<title>Sarah and Ed</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 00:35:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ed Korenman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. <p>Entered for show on February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</p> <p class="wp-caption-text">Sarah &#38; Ed</p> <p>HOW WE FIRST MET: After mutual friends set us up, we exchanged some amusing/sarcastic emails for about a week and finally spoke on the phone [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://marinesmemorialtheatre.tix.com/Event.asp?Event=435310" target="_blank">February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</a></span></strong></p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 310px"><img src="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/2217/sarah+ed750.jpg" alt="" width="300" /><p class="wp-caption-text">Sarah &amp; Ed</p></div>
<p><strong>HOW WE FIRST MET:</strong> After mutual friends set us up, we exchanged some amusing/sarcastic emails for about a week and finally spoke on the phone for the first time on a Thursday night.</p>
<p>Somehow during the course of that first phone conversation, we decided to go to Vegas together &#8212; for the weekend, leaving the next day. We hadn’t yet met in person, and Sarah hadn’t even seen a picture of Ed. Apparently his witty emails and sultry phone voice were enticing enough.</p>
<p>After work the next day, Ed swung by to pick Sarah up in a cab (classy) on the way to Oakland airport. And that’s where the awkward weekend began…</p>
<p>By the end of the weekend, we didn’t like each other too much. However, three years later – including one year when Ed ran away to Taiwan – we eloped (not in Vegas) and then made some identical twin babies. Ever since, we’ve traveled the world looking for opportunities to share our inspiring, romantic love story with others.</p>
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		<title>Karen and Randy</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2012 20:37:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>jbourque</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. <p>Entered for show on March 10, 2012 in Castro Valley</p> <p> HOW WE FIRST MET: We met on an Internet chat site with Randy in Atlanta and Karen in Chicago. After corresponding for a few weeks and phone chat, [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://www.cvartsfoundation.org/shows.html#series" target="_blank">March 10, 2012 in Castro Valley</a></span></strong></p>
<p><a href="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/Randy-Karen.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-2130" title="Randy-Karen" src="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/Randy-Karen.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="189" /></a> <strong>HOW WE FIRST MET:</strong> We met on an Internet chat site with Randy in Atlanta and Karen in Chicago. After corresponding for a few weeks and phone chat, Randy drove from Atlanta to Chicago the day before Thanksgiving 2001 to meet in person for the first time. We took turns visiting one another a few more times and after being in Chicago for her whole life (almost 40 years at that time), Karen dropped the bomb on her family that she was leaving Chicago for Atlanta mid 2002. They all thought she was crazy to pick up her life and move for a guy she&#8217;d known less than a year but she had gotten a taste of &#8220;All of This.&#8221; She has been having &#8220;All of This&#8221; and his &#8220;All of That&#8221; ever since.</p>
<p>We married in September 2004 then later moved across the country to be close to Randy&#8217;s Daughter in the Bay area. It was quite a move across the Country with Karen, Randy, Karen&#8217;s Adult Daughter, a Border Collie, Blue Front Amazon Parrot, and a Rose Breasted Cockatoo. We have since added another dog to the zoo and reside in wonderful Castro Valley. The last 10 years have had ups, downs, great employment, unemployment, arguments, make ups, and all the other wonderful trials, tribulations, and joys of life. This is the second marriage for Karen and she gets to be the proud &#8220;W4&#8243; for Randy.</p>
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		<title>Jim and Shanna</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2012 20:07:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Shanna Gellas</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. <p>Entered for show on February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</p> <p class="wp-caption-text">Jim &#38; Shanna</p> <p>HOW WE FIRST MET: We are a love story that began online. (Match.com)</p> <p>Shanna was tired of meeting guys online who were lying about their [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://marinesmemorialtheatre.tix.com/Event.asp?Event=435310" target="_blank">February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</a></span></strong></p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 310px"><img src="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/tdomf/2199/Shanna%20and%20Jim%20climbing.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="376" /><p class="wp-caption-text">Jim &amp; Shanna</p></div>
<p><strong>HOW WE FIRST MET:</strong> We are a love story that began online. (Match.com)</p>
<p>Shanna was tired of meeting guys online who were lying about their height (saying they were 6&#8217;0&#8243; and really 5&#8217;10&#8243; etc.) Shanna also felt that as a divorced woman, some men were intimidated/turned off by that, so she searched for a guy who listed himself as divorced and his height as 6&#8217;3&#8243; figuring that if the guy was overshooting his height a little, he&#8217;d still be tall enough for her to wear heels. When she did that search, there were ten divorced guys, 6&#8217;3&#8243; and taller that popped up. She was immediately drawn to Jim&#8217;s profile because there was a picture of him and a bicycle. Be still her beating heart. She wrote him, and he responded.</p>
<p>First they exchanged some emails and then they talked on the phone for about an hour before deciding to meet for dinner. They met on a Monday, in a week when Shanna had dates lined up every night the rest of the week. Apparently that was an anomaly, but the competition was tough!</p>
<p>When Jim (aka Mr. Monday) dropped Shanna off at the end of the very good date, they made out like high school kids in the car, steaming up the windows on a busy street in San Francisco. Whether it was because of the great kissing, or the great dinner conversation, Jim immediately asked Shanna out for Friday.</p>
<p>Since that night, the two have been inseparable. Eight months later, almost to the day, Jim and Shanna got engaged, and then married two months after that in Las Vegas. Classy Las Vegas, Elvis was nowhere in sight!</p>
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		<title>Jessica and Rick</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 19:19:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>rick miller</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. <p>Entered for show on February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</p> <p class="wp-caption-text">Jess &#38; Rick</p> <p>HOW WE FIRST MET: I was working as a waiter in an Italian restaurant in 1995. My brother in law&#8217;s sister&#8217;s husband Abdel, was the [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://marinesmemorialtheatre.tix.com/Event.asp?Event=435310" target="_blank">February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</a></span></strong></p>
<div class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 310px"><img src="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/dancing-on-the-table-300.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="376" /><p class="wp-caption-text">Jess &amp; Rick</p></div>
<p><strong>HOW WE FIRST MET</strong>:<br />
I was working as a waiter in an Italian restaurant in 1995. My brother in law&#8217;s sister&#8217;s husband Abdel, was the chef at the time. One night he asked me what night clubs I went to after work, I said none. He was shocked and immediately said, &#8220;We&#8217;re going out!&#8221; Now let&#8217;s remember he was a tall, dark and handsome Moroccan man. So off we went one Sunday night in October, 1995 to a club called Johnny Loves. (Remember Johnny Loves on Polk and Broadway? Never would you think you would meet your wife there.) As we arrived, Abdel was greeted by security with a smile and we were quickly ushered in. I noticed that it was pretty much a shark fest. Lots of men in 3 piece suits circling their prey. I felt like a fish out of water, I was the son of a preacher man from a small town on the east coast, used to meeting girls in church.</p>
<p>Abdel assured me I would meet the quintessential Californian girl, fair skinned, blonde haired, blue eyed beauty. I was standing there taking it all in when I was pushed towards the bar. Abdel said,&#8221;There she is!&#8221; He approached her and she smiled at his gaze. Then after a moment, I was introduced. Her smile quickly turned upside down. Unbeknownst to me, she preferred Moroccan men. Abdel said, &#8220;This is Sarah.&#8221;</p>
<p>Her first words to me were, &#8220;Get out of my face!&#8221; &#8220;My boyfriend is from Brazil, and when he gets here, he will kick your ass!&#8221; As this exchange was happening, I noticed a bunch of girls doing the can can up on the bar, and the one closest to me was looking in my direction. As Sarah continued to berate me, Jessica, who was Sarah&#8217;s best friend, was watching us as she danced on top of the bar, figured I must be a friend. Then as DJ Maestro (Prince wannabe) started playing the song Brick House by The Commodores, Jessica&#8217;s face beamed as her favorite song began. She jumped down off the bar, grabbed my hand and smiled and said &#8220;Let&#8217;s Dance!&#8221; I didn&#8217;t know whether I was being rescued from the she-devil Sarah, or being whisked away by my future wife! Jessica and I danced the night away! The best part is that Jessica was not at all what I was expecting, instead of some Californian blondie, I fell deeply in love with a brown eyed girl from India!</p>
<p>Turns out, she was a flight attendant and still is. We have traveled all around the world together. It&#8217;s been an adventure ever since.</p>
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		<title>Veronica and Laurent</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 02:24:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Laurent Martini</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. <p>Entered for show on February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</p> <p></p> <p>HOW WE FIRST MET: I am the singer in a local hard rock band called Live Evil. This is a band which I created in my head when [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://marinesmemorialtheatre.tix.com/Event.asp?Event=435310" target="_blank">February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</a></span></strong></p>
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<p><strong>HOW WE FIRST MET:</strong> I am the singer in a local hard rock band called Live Evil. This is a band which I created in my head when I was 13 years old in the attempt to be considered cool and get a girlfriend. Back then I was short, fat, had braces, being a rockstar was my only chance. I began writing songs, 120 of them from the ages of 13 to 17, and also mapped out Live Evil&#8217;s entire career. I named tours, decided which songs would go on which albums, even created a Saturday morning cartoon for NBC to air when we&#8217;d be famous. The only drawbacks? I was extremely shy so never asked anyone to join Live Evil. For 19 years, I remained the only member.</p>
<p>At the age of 32 I finally formed the band. We&#8217;re a cross between Motley Crue and Spinal Tap as some songs I wrote turned out to be funny. Mind you, I never wanted them to be, I thought I was writing hit songs but, it turns out, a 13 year old French boy had no idea how to live like Nikki Sixx (bassist of Motley Crue.)</p>
<p>We had written a hard rock musical based on my life and the band and been chosen to be in the 2007 San Francisco Fringe Festival. The musical, titled, The Heavy Metal Playground, won two awards &#8211; Best New Musical and The Best of the Fringe. Winning meant that we were allowed to present the show one extra night.</p>
<p>That night, as I was backstage, I was a mix of emotion. First off, I was excited because we had won a great award and the house was packed. Second, a little buzzed from the celebratory drinks backstage. Lastly, I was also bitter. A girl I was dating had just broken up with me. I hated love at that moment.</p>
<p>I peaked out into the house and saw a very hot blonde sitting in the front row with some guy and remember thinking &#8220;who&#8217;s that guy? Why does he get to date such a girl? Love sucks.&#8221; Thus, when the show began and as it lead into the first song I decided to take my revenge on &#8220;love.&#8221; I should mention that the first song is titled Blow Me. It&#8217;s the first song I ever wrote at 13, my version of the Crue&#8217;s Girls, Girls, Girls. It&#8217;s kinda sexist.</p>
<p>I climbed on this hot blonde&#8217;s seat and basically sang her the song with my crotch in her face. What could they do? Nothing. I was onstage, the writer, producer and actor in an award winning musical. May I mention I am not typically an asshole? Thanks.</p>
<p>Anyway, the show ends and the entire cast is on stage or in the house, speaking with friends. The guy who was with the blonde comes and buys a Live Evil t-shirt and couple of minutes later, so does the blonde. &#8220;I just sold a t-shirt to your boyfriend&#8221; I say. To which she responds &#8220;He&#8217;s not my boyfriend, I just met that guy tonight. And you should sign this&#8221;, at which points she pulls down her shirt and she asks me to sign her breast.</p>
<p>At the time, I was an antique dealer. Things like that don&#8217;t happen to antique dealers often (read: never.) Four and half years later, we are engaged to be married this July 14th. And have never told our parents how we really met.</p>
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		<title>Steve and Sandra</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 17:46:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>jbourque</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Note: There is a rating embedded within this post, please visit this post to rate it. <p>Entered for show on February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</p> <p class="wp-caption-text">Steve &#38; Sandra</p> <p>HOW WE FIRST MET: I was managing a professional women&#8217;s cycling team and Sandra was racing for Australia. We met at the biggest women&#8217;s race [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Entered for show on <span style="color: #3366ff;"><a href="http://marinesmemorialtheatre.tix.com/Event.asp?Event=435310" target="_blank">February 14, 2012 in San Francisco</a></span></strong></p>
<div id="attachment_2097" class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 269px"><a href="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/SteveanSandraMiller.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-2097" title="Steve &amp; Sandra Miller" src="http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-content/uploads/SteveanSandraMiller.jpg" alt="" width="259" height="194" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Steve &amp; Sandra</p></div>
<p><strong>HOW WE FIRST MET</strong>:<br />
I was managing a professional women&#8217;s cycling team and Sandra was racing for Australia. We met at the biggest women&#8217;s race in the world &#8211; in the stairwell of the race hotel in Boise, Idaho in 1997. Sandra was the only racer who chose the stairs rather than a long line at the elevator to go up 2 flights of stairs. We chatted a bit, and hit it off. But when I asked the Australian team mechanic about her, he said she was married. So, I figured, &#8216;hands off&#8217;. Still, after the race ended, we danced a bit and sat on the Andy Warhohl inspired &#8216;lips&#8217; couch for our last chat for 2 years. It turns out that the mechanic was lying &#8211; he just wanted her for himself. Aussies are all criminals you know. <img src='http://www.howwefirstmet.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Milwaukee, Wisconsin, 2 years later. The next time I saw Sandra was at another bike race. I got up the nerve, boxed out all the other guys chatting her up, and asked her out. I picked her up at the red barn youth hostel where she was staying, we ate, walked, talked, kissed, drank Milo [an Aussie Ovaltine-like beverage] and fell in love.</p>
<p>I proposed to Sandra at Longwood Gardens near Philadelphia during their fountain show. I got down on my knee and asked if she would marry me. She said &#8220;Yes&#8221;. I was shocked and felt a bit incredulous. I wanted to make sure that the deal was sealed, so I asked, &#8220;Would you marry me in a box with a fox?&#8221; &#8220;Yes&#8221; &#8220;Would you marry me with a mouse in a house?&#8221; &#8220;Yes&#8221; &#8220;Would you marry me on a bough with a cow [I figured this would be the clincher]?&#8221; &#8220;Yes&#8221;. I was satisfied. The rest is x-rated. That&#8217;s how we got 2 kids and a dog.</p>
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