How about more subjective dirt on the Syracuse night life and dating scene, how to generate ideas and topics to talk about, and more dirt on yours truly. The last time I posted something about dating through the Syracuse New Times was about a month ago. It’s time for an update.
It’s been a handful of days, and I’ve missed all of you. To the bloggers: I promise to catch up with your updates; I usually follow through.
Since finishing this piece, I have decided to take a step back into the online dating world, because Cupid gave me the A-OK. I made the mistake of using my actual name instead of a screen name. I’ve come across too many familiar faces, which — to my surprise — is humbling and comforting. I’ve only sent one message to one young woman, but there is no way in Hades I’ll be talking about her. I am actually shocked my decision to be proactive this early. Lastly, there already has been one crazy who decided to find me on Facebook and send a friend request. After looking at my profile almost a handful of times, she then decided to send me a message, via Facebook, apologizing with saying she accidentally hit it. The friend request button is specific and small, and it has to be zeroed in on.
The message came after — a good 10 minutes — writing a disclaimer to not friend me on social media. It played out like the scene, or had the potential to, in Swingers when Jon Favreau keeps calling the woman he met at the bar that night, playing out a six-month-relationship’s worth of calls in three minutes. Ironically, I watched the movie a couple days ago for the first time in a couple years. Love that movie.
No, it’s not about sexual swinging. We’re talking jazz club swinging. Here is the clip:
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I play with words and invisible objects.
A mind, a pen and a piece paper have the best relationship ever.
"Remember this--if you shut your mouth, you have your choice."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald