To Fall or to Jump?
I feel as though I’ve been run over by a truck and then strung out on one those medieval torture racks, like the one at the…
Sparks Will Fly– or Fall off the Face of the Rock Wall
Pursuant to everyone’s comments yesterday (the vast majority of them at least), I’ve decided to allow myself a third date with My 50th. The only problem…
He Called Me… By Accident
And then… he planted one on me. But before I bring you all up to speed on my 51st date, I’d like to spare a few…
Remember Date #7? Well…
In preparing for (and recovering from) my 50th date, I neglected to mention that I’ve met the man of my dreams. (And no, my 50th date…
The Truth About Man Caves (and my 50th Date)
Yesterday I received a rather confounding email from philly2night, the City of Brotherly Love’s official guide to all things nightlife. (I’m not quite cool enough to…
Gettin’ Crafty
Amazing what a morning off and a mocha chai latte can do for one’s mental state. I am feeling better. Zen even, despite the fact that…
(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…
Breakfast in Bed… With the Ex
For dramatic effect, I would say that I can’t remember the last time I woke up in bed with a man who could be bothered to…
The (M)anthropologist Strikes Again:The Old Master
The (m)anthropology continues with another “type” gleaned from my so-called fieldwork: Man 4.0. So far, we’ve had the Impressionists (men who like to impress their women),…
He’s Following me on Twitter?
Date #9 is now following you on Twitter. Well now, there’s an email I never thought I’d receive. It’s not that I’ve never heard from one…
Sequins, Starpower and a Stranger’s Question
May 1st? Seriously? When did that happen? After April 30th, presumably, but still: I can’t believe May is here already! Today will find me once again…
Man, Type Three: The Surrealist
When you look at a painting by Salvador Dali where he’s got a pocket watch melted over a tree branch or a lion jumping out of…
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