So... I have a date tomorrow.  Yikes! I am uncharacteristically nervous about it.  I think it involves a fear of being judged.  This guy has already told me that his online dating experiences haven't gone that well because the girls never look like their pictures when he meets them in person.  Great.  No pressure.  It's not like I put up pictures of myself from when I was 21 and had blonde hair, but still...  And I really...

I'm trying to take this seriously.  Really, I am.  But when you get emails that say, "there is nothing more beautiful than a sunset in Tuscany... but your smile comes close!"  it's challenging.  Another email asked for my "digits" so he could text me to get to know me.  First of all, isn't that why we're paying for use of the websites communication options?  And second, you are 24 years old Sir.  Why don't you "hit me up"...

I'm about a week in and I'm finding this process to be time consuming.  Every day the website sends you a set of matches based on your preferences, so you've got to scroll through the pictures and read the profiles of at least 8 guys.  But at the same time anyone can email or wink at you so you've got those to sort through also.  You get notifications when someone is interested in you, when someone likes your pictures, or...

Good Lord my eyes hurt from rolling them so much.  Three days in, and this has been exactly what I expected it to be - absolutely comical.  I'll start today's post by sharing a few things I've learned so far.  I  have to admit I'm a sucker for a guy in a hat.  Baseball hats, skull caps, even those old school newsboy hats.  So I'm drawn to pictures of men wearing them.  But guess what it means when a guy is wearing a hat i...

If you've ever seen The Usual Suspects  you know that one of the best lines of the movie is when Agent Kujan stares down Verbal Kint, not believing his convoluted story of crime and murder and just says, "convince me..."  The type of guy I'm looking for is not an online-dater.  He's just not.  If he's sitting at home in front of his computer at night, he's trying to decide whether to choose Michael Vick or Joe Flacco as h...