DAY FOUR:

Woo Hoo!! I've been marked as a FAVORITE!!! (You ROCK! Thanks!)
I admit to probably not using this site correctly, but the profile's I've looked at that for people I want to contact - to write a personal note - the only way I've found to keep track of those I'd like to know more about is to mark them as 'favorites'. Am I doing this right? Most of them are >90% on the... I know... Chemistry... thing. I'm cutting myself some slack here - how else can a one woman man get a more complete picture of the potential for new friends here. And then... I found the 'people you will think are hot' link.

Who is that feature written for anyway? The "Players", no doubt. Okay, okay - so we ALL rely on how a person looks - I GET that... but the visual is just ONE ASPECT in an infinite number of little details that add up to a good relationship, or not. What if a person looks great, but sounds like Pee Wee Herman?

So I got some emails from women who listed themselves as BBW. I wasn't clear on the acronym - I initially thought it was the "Baseball Writers Association of America", and it turns out I was RIGHT! But it has several possible meanings. The 'online dating' definition is probably not Bath & Body Works, or BroadBand Wireless. Nor 'Big Bad Wolf', 'Brake-By-Wire', or the airport code for 'Broken Bow, Nebraska'. Brass Band World?!! Yep. All valid acronym's.

But in the online dating context it seems to mean "Big Beautiful Women" - and in my mind, images spring to mind of the 'love of life', and the joy of 'living-large' that the big, tall, and beautiful people (at least the one's in *my* life) personify. But there are other definitions: Big Black Women, Beautiful Black Women, or even Big Bisexual Woman. These definitions don't describe what I'm looking for in a potential dating partner, but I wish you luck in the sea here. (cue The Weather Girls)

I used to love to drive across the West Seattle Bridge everyday and see the VW convertible ad that said: Misery Has Enough Company - Dare to Be Happy. That one sentiment captured my muse. Am I the anthropomorphic personification of "Daring To Be Happy"? Maybe not, but I'm trying. SantaCon in December - wandering the streets of downtown from bar to bar with over 200 Santas, Elves, Reindeer, and candy-canes was my idea of a great time. Taking part in the shoe toss at a cardboard standee of our former prez. If I lived near the Hollywood Bowl, I'd probably be in constant trouble from climbing the fence and shouting from the stage (yes, I loved that part of "Yes Man").

And to the yoga instructor today... thanks for kicking my butt, and making me burn through that... whatever that was called. I'm sure I looked like a human pretzel on a mazola twister mat... but the air was free, and so was the pent up tension. Thanks.