All posts tagged: The Science of Single

The Science of Single: A book review for people who don’t like book reviews

A block from Meze, where we’re meeting, I see him.  Forget that he took it upon himself to disprove my height-calculating formula by rounding up not two, but three inches; I can tell by his uncertain stance that he’s actually not The One.  He was so good on paper, but that’s the unfortunate circumstance of dating online; you aren’t privy to the nuances that make a person who he is: the confidence—or lack thereof, the chemistry—or lack thereof, the hair—or lack thereof.  There was no full head of thick, spongy waves.  Nope.  He had a monk spot—a white beacon of bald capping off his dark curls. (The Science of Single) And so begins yet another disappointing date in Rachel Machacek’s The Science of Single: One Woman’s Grand Experiment in Modern Dating, Creating Chemistry, and Finding Love. Needless to say, “Dr. Dreamy” was not the end to experiment that Machecek feared he’d be but this doesn’t stop her from trying her luck at Match.com, eHarmony, speed dating, singles events, self-help books, a dating coach and even …

Did I Learn ANYTHING from My Experiment? Yes, Actually…

Earlier this week, I finished “The Science of Single” by Rachel Machacek.  This means I’m nearly back on track with my a-book-a-week initiative but more importantly, I think I’ve cracked the code. Whether you subscribe to “The Rules” or the so-called “science” of PSM compatibility as purported by the likes of eHarmony, every scrap of relationship advice ever offered boils down to the same thing: confidence.  If you exude confidence, you attract confidence and if you attract confidence, well, everyone knows there’s nothing sexier than a confident man. (Except perhaps for a confident man who likes to cook, cooks well and grates cheese on his own abdominals.) But getting back to my theory: aside from a few months of angsting over Date #17, I kind of forgot to analyze the results of my experiment.  Had I made the proper calculations (or whatever it is that real scientists do) I would have discovered the following: I was at an all-time confidence HIGH when I met the Man from Marshalls.  I mean seriously, what’s the likelihood of …

And Just Like That…

Evidently I was further along in “Madame Bovary” than I’d realized because on Saturday morning, I poured myself a cup of tea, dragged my favorite blanket to the couch in the living room and had barely a chance to curl my feet underneath me before (spoiler alert!) she was dead, he was dead, and Flaubert’s tragic tale came to its inevitable conclusion. What I’d assumed to be another hundred pages of text was actually just biographical notes and critical commentary (some of which, I’m proud to report, I actually read before rousing myself to go to the gym). After returning from the gym, I took a shower, threw my laundry into the dryer and settled down with my next victim: “The Science of Single: One Woman’s Grand Experiment in Modern Dating, Creating Chemistry and Finding Love” by Rachel Machacek. As the title would suggest, this was a book right up my alley—so far up my alley, in fact, that I wish I’d heard of it before I started my Great Date Experiment.  (Despite having spent …