Oct 14:

From an old, dear friend on FaceBook:
"Well, you do have a more interesting life than the rest of us. But why do you dislike on-line dating? Your blog makes it sound fun!"

Because it mostly involves sitting at home... ALONE... staring at a computer screen... 'grazing' through the photos of women... and trying to see if the one's you like *visually* (we are such visual creatures) have something in their profile that in some way matches with your 'criteria'.

But it's the 'sitting at home alone staring at a screen' that gets me. I stare at a computer screen ALL DAY, EVERY DAY, and it's the LAST thing I want to do in my spare time. I'd rather GET OUT THERE, and try new things.

So I go to Meetup.com events, and concentrate on having a great time, doing new things, or fun things or DIFFERENT things (viva la difference!) and meeting new and fascinating women as a fringe benefit. I've met some new people, but only 3 in the past summer that have wowed me.

One - I'll call her (hmmm... a collocation of lexical synonyms... AH!) - Meander - is on the right-side of the IQ bell curve... out in the 'tail end of the last percentile' as I like to call it - which I *LIKE* ;-) she's not a redhead, even though "Redheads are my weakness". I also met Sunny through meetup that I like, she's from Georgia, but I have no idea how old she is, (and it doesn't really matter that much - and only spoke with her once. And there's Joy, more of a Wingwoman than a serious love interest - mostly because she's not ready for a serious love interest. Her divorce was final VERY RECENTLY, and she's still feeling out her newfound freedom. I met her ex at an event, and guessed that he was her ex (correctly)... and I actually LIKE the guy... no, not in that way - I'm just not wired that way - even though some people think it's "hip to be gay" - come on, folks... for most people, it's a hardwired thing. For others, it's a seeking out of other 'loving people', and they happen to find a same-sexed-soul who is more love giving than the opposing gendered people in their lives.

Finally (whew!), I referenced the May 30th post where I summed up my feelings on on-line dating. Or was it sometime after that when I discovered the dichotomy in the oxymoron "On-line" (computer, alone, at home) "Dating" (in-person, with someone else, usually not at home).

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This afternoon, as I got off the bus, the autumn breeze wafted some stray fallen leaves past the curb. Just as I stepped off, I smelled that WONDERFUL smell of positive ions, or drying pavement just after a rain storm, or 'after the boys of summer have gone', with a hint of sea salt off Puget sound. Stir, simmer, and drink with two queen olives on a swizzle stick.

My oldest son LOVES the smell just after a rainstorm, and he's convinced he could make a fortune if he could only figure out a way to bottle that smell, and sell it as a cologne, or perfume. Yep... he's my son alright.

I've been worried all afternoon about the wife of a dear friend who underwent surgery today for a benign growth on her ovaries. The prognosis is good, but that doesn't make the surgery any less daunting. So I've been praying for her and the family, and trying to align the positive forces in the universe to help smooth her recovery (yes, Noetic science).

I'm not sure what's on tap film-wise tonight. Last night was "Return of the Secacus 7", and I was underwhelmed. Oh, the performances were good, and the production values were nil... my kind of independent movie... but I didn't see any true growth in the characters. None of them changed that much from the start of the film to the film's end, even though there were revelations about love, sex, money, fame... the usual. It was CLEARLY the model for "The Big Chill" a few years later, and the latter film had that great soundtrack which Secacus 7 lacked.

TMIFN