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Posts from the ‘Philadelphia’ category

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…

Date #5

Rare indeed is the day when I return from a morning at the coffee shop and think, “You know what?  This afternoon, I’d like to iron.” …

The Art of Rejection

Well now here’s an interesting dilemma: I can’t handle rejection.  And I’m not talking about being rejected.  I’m talking about being the rejecter.  I’m fifteen days…

Date #3, the Sequel

So you know those quaint little swan boats that grace the likes of Penn’s Landing (and seemingly romantic locales worldwide)?  In theory, they’re great.  You stroll…

Post Marathon

After four first dates in four days, I’ve survived Round One of my online dating marathon.  I am, as a result, completely knackered.  It’s hard work…

Date #4

“Is this normal?” my mother asks as I prep for my fourth first date in as many days.  She has a right to be concerned; I’m…