Going well: I managed to post almost daily, even if some daily posts were trivial, and not worth the time to read. I 'grazed' many of the profiles of Seattle area women here - most between the ages of 35-55. Only met (in person) one person from here who I hadn't met elsewhere in some other forum (i.e. I still tended to meet people 'socially' more often than 'online').
Needs improvement: unsure... either my attitude toward online dating, or the level of response received. After an initial flurry of responses, the mails now are down to a trickle (less than 1 a week). There's one message in my inbox that I've been wanting to respond to, but want to craft a well thought out response... so I won't shoot off my mouth.
Impediments: "Shooting my mouth off". Yes, I've been up-front, and spoke my mind about a lot of things - perhaps too many things. I'm sure that's limited the emails I've received, and I'm okay with that. I would rather be true to (and honest with) myself than have to keep track of a bunch of half-truths, and exaggerations. The good weather. Yes, I blame it on the weather. The type of person I'm most likely to enjoy meeting would be a sensible person, and wouldn't BE online while it's sunny and warm. Instead, she's probably out there enjoying herself biking, or walking a dog; hiking, or having a laugh with friends while pretending to be interested in whatever participatory 'event of the day' is going on. And I'm convinced I should be doing likewise.
A profile I read this morning made me think of Roy Hinkley - perhaps the smartest person on the planet 45 years ago, he found himself inextricably stranded in a south pacific paradise with six other people. With his knowledge, he could repair a radio, build a telephone, invent a Geiger counter out of bamboo and foil, and recharge lead-acid batteries using only coconuts and salt water. Yet, he was unable to find a way to build a boat? HA! That's a good one. He clearly didn't WANT to leave the island. And why should he when he was the only eligible man on the island? But who should he choose... the Kansas farm girl? Beautiful, but naive. Charming, and a great cook, and with a navel that was so provocative, she always tried to wear shorts pulled high... or halter top pulled low... to cover it from view. OR... the glamorous movie star - with her shimmering evening dress, fiery red hair, and legs that went all-the-way-up. How could anyone choose? But what most people didn't realise, is there were THREE women on the island. Ginger, Maryanne, and Mrs. Howell! Suave, sophisticated, yet a little ditsy and uncoached in the ways of a 'simple life'. Who better to 'coach' the sophisticated lady than the Professor?
Nope, I'm convinced his diary would have read something like: "Day 495 - Ah, what a paradise. I noted 5 species of tropical parrots today, and the temperature is a balmy 80-degrees... in March! I can't help but smile when I'm asked to repair the radio, and build a pedal car out of bamboo and palm fronds, but not asked to build a boat! But why would I want to leave this place? Ooops... gotta go... Here comes Maryanne and Ginger!"
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