AF seems to be making some progress on Match.com. He sent this update today:
"I made plans to talk to a person from Match.com the other night. She is one of the first persons I started to trade emails with from the site. They were well-written and she seemed pretty interesting (lots of travel, enjoys the outdoors, now a science teacher), so I was excited to finally chat with her. Overall, though, it was a strange experience. She suggested we talk Saturday night, after 7pm, which seems like an odd time for a phone-date. Why is she not out on a Saturday night? Better yet, why am I not out on a Saturday night?
I called her and we began by chatting about our spring breaks. I got a full run down on every day of her trip to British Columbia. It seemed like too much info. I heard many stories about her teaching job, and again lots of long stories. I tried to ask good questions about her, but did not get many questions from her about me. That was a put-off. After an hour of conversation, I was ready to get off the phone.
In hindsight, the call seemed like a perfect example of the importance of first impressions. She is a nice person and not uninteresting. However, there wasn't much of a connection, so a second call or even meeting for drinks is not in the cards. I suppose that's the beauty of Match.com -- it never matters if any particular person doesn't work out, because there are many other possibilities available at the click of a mouse.
Next up: a dinner date with the old friend who lured me onto Match.com, and possible drink dates with two other Match people."
Monday, April 03, 2006
Business concept
Someone needs to open a boutique that allows people to "test drive" different brands and styles of designer jeans. I'm thinking of a system where you could go in and put down a deposit to check out a pair of jeans for a couple of days. The jeans that you could check out should be pairs that have already been washed, so you could see how the fit and length changes after they've been through the laundry a couple of times. Test driving would also let you see how they stretch out after as you wear them. I feel like you really can't make a good choice about whether or not to drop a couple hundo on a pair of jeans until you know these things. Under this system, if you liked the jeans after testing them, you could just keep them. If they weren't what you were looking for, you could return them, get your deposit back, the shop could wash them with industrial strength cleaners, and they could go back in the sample pile.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Good god, woman! Pull yourself together!
I know I've been on a tear with the Britney Spears stuff lately, but bear with me. Today I was discussing Mrs. Federline's interest in breaking into film with a colleague. That led to a larger discussion about Brit's career progression, which led me to the Internet. Yes, I wasted a significant amount of time this afternoon reliving the glory days, when Brit was hot and we couldn't get enough of her.
I think we all need to be reminded of how appealing Britney once was. We know she's trashy and we've come to accept it, but when you compare today's trashiness with her former sparkle, it is simply shocking. I had grown numb to the trashiness, but now I'm hit again with the realization of just how far she's fallen. For your review I have assembled a small photo collage to illustrate this point.
Here are some samples of what we've been seeing from Brit in the past few months:
The first thing I will point out is that she doesn't look that bad if you compare her low points in the last year. It has been much worse. For instance:
Yes, she did appear in public looking like that. Comparitively, it does seem like Brit is cleaning herself up and on her way toward recovery.
However, let's revisit some key shots from Britney's heyday...
Britney was hot, y'all. I desperately want her to make a comeback.
I think we all need to be reminded of how appealing Britney once was. We know she's trashy and we've come to accept it, but when you compare today's trashiness with her former sparkle, it is simply shocking. I had grown numb to the trashiness, but now I'm hit again with the realization of just how far she's fallen. For your review I have assembled a small photo collage to illustrate this point.
Here are some samples of what we've been seeing from Brit in the past few months:
The first thing I will point out is that she doesn't look that bad if you compare her low points in the last year. It has been much worse. For instance:
Yes, she did appear in public looking like that. Comparitively, it does seem like Brit is cleaning herself up and on her way toward recovery.
However, let's revisit some key shots from Britney's heyday...
Britney was hot, y'all. I desperately want her to make a comeback.
Best in the land...
...the mighty Woodrow Wilson High. Throughout the league, opponents hear our battle cry: fight! fight! fight! Victory for you, each loyal Trojan brave and true. For green and white we'll fight! fight! fight! Our loyalty forever Wilson High!
Ahem. I've been singing the old fight song lyrics to myself all evening after receiving an announcement in the mail that my ten-year high school reunion will be held this August. I'm amazed they were able to track me down. How do these Classic Reunions Inc. people know where I live?
I'm not sure if I want to go or not. For me, it means flying back to Portland, which seems like a big outlay to hang with people I haven't seen in ten years. And to be honest, I'm not sure that I want to see people from high school (other than the ones I'm in touch with already). There's something nice about remembering everyone in their 17-year-old, not-fat-or-bald-or-alcoholic (at least not too alcoholic, yet) state. We all looked pretty good back then. Fresh faced. Full of potential.
I am also not immune to the freakiness about personal looks and achievements that reunions inspire. I am already envisioning being asked all those questions about my life (why haven't you met that special someone? when are you moving back to Portland?) that I don't want to talk about with people who I last spoke to when I was a cheerleader. Stuff like that is hard enough to discuss with my mom.
On the other hand, there are a couple of kids who I've lost touch with and have been wondering about. Portland is heavenly in the late summer, too. I also just found out that next year will be Woodrow Wilson High's 50th birthday -- maybe reason enough to show a little school spirit.
Ahem. I've been singing the old fight song lyrics to myself all evening after receiving an announcement in the mail that my ten-year high school reunion will be held this August. I'm amazed they were able to track me down. How do these Classic Reunions Inc. people know where I live?
I'm not sure if I want to go or not. For me, it means flying back to Portland, which seems like a big outlay to hang with people I haven't seen in ten years. And to be honest, I'm not sure that I want to see people from high school (other than the ones I'm in touch with already). There's something nice about remembering everyone in their 17-year-old, not-fat-or-bald-or-alcoholic (at least not too alcoholic, yet) state. We all looked pretty good back then. Fresh faced. Full of potential.
I am also not immune to the freakiness about personal looks and achievements that reunions inspire. I am already envisioning being asked all those questions about my life (why haven't you met that special someone? when are you moving back to Portland?) that I don't want to talk about with people who I last spoke to when I was a cheerleader. Stuff like that is hard enough to discuss with my mom.
On the other hand, there are a couple of kids who I've lost touch with and have been wondering about. Portland is heavenly in the late summer, too. I also just found out that next year will be Woodrow Wilson High's 50th birthday -- maybe reason enough to show a little school spirit.
Hot Scots waiting are waiting for you!
Book your tickets now, ladies! I can just imagine the severely depressed marketing person who had the job of putting this site together. I'm certain it's been a very successful campaign. Be sure to check out the individual profiles.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
The latest from AF
Before taking off for spring break AF sent me this quick update on his love life:
"First, there is an update on my casual relationship with K. It's over. One night after class, K and I walked to the parking lot and she asked, 'Can I talk to you in my car?' That is never good news. Although, I didn't really care, because I was not terribly interested in a relationship with K any longer. I can't handle a casual relationship where things are too casual. I work better with defined roles and expectations, and K did not seem ready to establish any of that.
The conversation was exactly what I expected: she didn't think we should see each other right now. Something about her ex-girlfriend writing her a letter and things now being confusing for her. Okay, I said. I understand. She emphasized that it was just a timing thing and gave me a kiss, so I wasn't too upset. Things happen, and then they stop happening. That's life.
On another front, Match.com is beginning to show returns on the investment (RB is not the only business-minded single out there). I've started trading emails with several women from the area. They seem normal, write correspondence well, and have generally interesting lives (educated, healthy, get outdoors, etc). It's strange to be so picky about the quality of email, but it's one of the few guideposts for such an endeavor. Anyhow, after I get back into town next week, the first real, in-person dates will begin. Updates to follow."
"First, there is an update on my casual relationship with K. It's over. One night after class, K and I walked to the parking lot and she asked, 'Can I talk to you in my car?' That is never good news. Although, I didn't really care, because I was not terribly interested in a relationship with K any longer. I can't handle a casual relationship where things are too casual. I work better with defined roles and expectations, and K did not seem ready to establish any of that.
The conversation was exactly what I expected: she didn't think we should see each other right now. Something about her ex-girlfriend writing her a letter and things now being confusing for her. Okay, I said. I understand. She emphasized that it was just a timing thing and gave me a kiss, so I wasn't too upset. Things happen, and then they stop happening. That's life.
On another front, Match.com is beginning to show returns on the investment (RB is not the only business-minded single out there). I've started trading emails with several women from the area. They seem normal, write correspondence well, and have generally interesting lives (educated, healthy, get outdoors, etc). It's strange to be so picky about the quality of email, but it's one of the few guideposts for such an endeavor. Anyhow, after I get back into town next week, the first real, in-person dates will begin. Updates to follow."
Oops
I'm a little upset that I posted two entries in a row about Britney Spears without realizing it.
Does anyone know what "skunking" is?
I am perplexed over this Us Weekly blurb about Britney Spears' upcoming guest appearance on Will & Grace:
"... but it turns out she's really a sex-crazed lesbian who likes 'skunking' with her girlfriends (if you don't know, don't ask)."
So what is it? Google searches have shed no light on this issue.
"... but it turns out she's really a sex-crazed lesbian who likes 'skunking' with her girlfriends (if you don't know, don't ask)."
So what is it? Google searches have shed no light on this issue.
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Is this a joke?
Because I really don't get it.
Check out these key lines:
"This dedication honors Britney for the rarity of her choice and bravery of her decision."
Decision to get knocked up by K-Fed? I guess it is brave, in a sense.
"Natural aspects of Spears' pregnancy, like lactiferous breasts and protruding naval, compliment a posterior view that depicts widened hips for birthing and reveals the crowning of baby Sean's head."
That may be the most disgusting thing I've read in weeks. Oh, and here's my favorite line out of the whole thing:
"The monument also acknowledges the pop-diva's pin-up past by showing Spears seductively posed on all fours atop a bearskin rug with back arched, pelvis thrust upward, as she clutches the bear's ears with 'water-retentive' hands."
WTF?!
Check out these key lines:
"This dedication honors Britney for the rarity of her choice and bravery of her decision."
Decision to get knocked up by K-Fed? I guess it is brave, in a sense.
"Natural aspects of Spears' pregnancy, like lactiferous breasts and protruding naval, compliment a posterior view that depicts widened hips for birthing and reveals the crowning of baby Sean's head."
That may be the most disgusting thing I've read in weeks. Oh, and here's my favorite line out of the whole thing:
"The monument also acknowledges the pop-diva's pin-up past by showing Spears seductively posed on all fours atop a bearskin rug with back arched, pelvis thrust upward, as she clutches the bear's ears with 'water-retentive' hands."
WTF?!
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Adam Morrison is a weenie
Who lays on the floor and cries on national TV? It's certainly very poor sportsmanship. And get a haircut! And shave that business on your upper lip. Ugh.
Yes, I actually did watch the game. Nadia made me.
Yes, I actually did watch the game. Nadia made me.
Deceptively smooth. Daringly bold.
I've had a lot of conversations about Tuaca lately. A lot. No one seems to know what the stuff really is, though.
I took it upon myself to do a little research and discovered that Tuaca is an Italian brandy-based liqueur, flavored with vanilla, citrus, almond, coconut, and cocoa. Webtender.com says, "during the golden age of Renaissance Italy, legend has it that Lorenzo De Medici created an exquisite amber liqueur that became a favorite among 16th century Italian nobility. However, It was not until 1938 that Tuscan brothers-in-law Geatano Tuoni and Giorgio Canepa re-discovered the centuries old recipe -- made it even more desirable -- and named it Tuaca.... Exactly how Tuaca is made remains in the hills of Tuscany with Tuoni and Canepa -- it is their 500-year-old secret."
You can't go wrong with a shot of Tuaca (highly recommended), but I think I might try a Tuaca and Diet Coke when I am next out boozing. Or perhaps a Tuaca Sour?
I took it upon myself to do a little research and discovered that Tuaca is an Italian brandy-based liqueur, flavored with vanilla, citrus, almond, coconut, and cocoa. Webtender.com says, "during the golden age of Renaissance Italy, legend has it that Lorenzo De Medici created an exquisite amber liqueur that became a favorite among 16th century Italian nobility. However, It was not until 1938 that Tuscan brothers-in-law Geatano Tuoni and Giorgio Canepa re-discovered the centuries old recipe -- made it even more desirable -- and named it Tuaca.... Exactly how Tuaca is made remains in the hills of Tuscany with Tuoni and Canepa -- it is their 500-year-old secret."
You can't go wrong with a shot of Tuaca (highly recommended), but I think I might try a Tuaca and Diet Coke when I am next out boozing. Or perhaps a Tuaca Sour?
Go ahead, comment
... you know you want to.
Keeping with the dating theme, I'm also going to try and encourage you guys to comment more with this interactive post (inspired by Brit's spilling and Lib's teeth).
What is the worst date you've ever been on? Or, if easier to answer, what's the weirdest/most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you when hanging out with someone new?
Keeping with the dating theme, I'm also going to try and encourage you guys to comment more with this interactive post (inspired by Brit's spilling and Lib's teeth).
What is the worst date you've ever been on? Or, if easier to answer, what's the weirdest/most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you when hanging out with someone new?
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Your words of wisdom
For some reason, you people refuse to use the comments function of this blog (why doesn't Turd have this problem?). I've received approximately 73 email responses to my post about my dating anxiety. I thought I would share some of the most amusing and thoughtful bits of advice:
"The nervousness is scary, but in a way kind of cool, especially if you can tell that the other person is a little nervous, too. It means you both care."
"Just take a bunch of Xanax before each date. Sure, you'll end up drooling on yourself in public, but at least you don't remember how nervous you were. Hopefully she/he will be on a bunch of Xanax too. You'd already have something to talk about!"
"I think you're over-thinking things. Especially when it comes to worrying about all the possible personal issues that might come up during a date. A pit stain or two isn't going to make or break things. Trust me, I know."
"If you can't find things to talk about with a person on a date I'd say that's a pretty good sign that you're not all that compatible, anyway."
This is my personal favorite:
"I don't think you should force yourself to try and do things because you think you should be doing them. Let things happen naturally. After a while you'll probably realize the error of your ways and come running back to me."
"The nervousness is scary, but in a way kind of cool, especially if you can tell that the other person is a little nervous, too. It means you both care."
"Just take a bunch of Xanax before each date. Sure, you'll end up drooling on yourself in public, but at least you don't remember how nervous you were. Hopefully she/he will be on a bunch of Xanax too. You'd already have something to talk about!"
"I think you're over-thinking things. Especially when it comes to worrying about all the possible personal issues that might come up during a date. A pit stain or two isn't going to make or break things. Trust me, I know."
"If you can't find things to talk about with a person on a date I'd say that's a pretty good sign that you're not all that compatible, anyway."
This is my personal favorite:
"I don't think you should force yourself to try and do things because you think you should be doing them. Let things happen naturally. After a while you'll probably realize the error of your ways and come running back to me."
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
If this makes me an agist, so be it
I hate that they always have an "elderly couple" team on The Amazing Race. I can't stand the old people teams. The old people can never do anything right and they make stupid comments. In fact, they're totally annoying. If they put more old people on next season, I swear I won't watch.
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