Delicious Dating

Wow.  I’ve got to admit the responses to yesterday’s post completed floored me—what a huge range of experiences in the “I love you” department!  In reading everyone’s stories, I was reminded of two experiences that even I’d forgotten.  The first was in third grade when a boy from the Czech Republic wrote me a love…

(M)anthropology, Part 5: Those Guys who are just THERE

He who was following me on Twitter is no longer following me on Twitter.  One can only presume that he read the associated blog post and subsequently decided to “unfollow” me.  Oops. Maybe one of these days I’ll learn that blogging about my love life is not exactly the most effective way to build relationships.…

A Precipitous Predicament

I’m going to blame the snow.  On account of Philadelphia’s first real snow storm, I got a little stir crazy on Sunday night.  And because my most recent foray into the world of online dating has endowed me with half a dozen eHarmony pen pals (each more intriguing than the last) I was also feeling…

Date #6

Date #6 isn’t a date.  He’s not terribly keen on my “anthropological experiment” (I’ve warned all would-be suitors on Match.com) and I can’t say that I blame him.  Nonetheless, he suggests that we meet “just as friends” for Center City Sips at LaScala’s and because there are only two weeks of Sips left—and because I…