Dating

Her: If I may be so bold, may I ask how tall you are? Him:  May I be so bold as to ask how much you weigh? That actually happened.  While clever, it wasn't funny and it didn't get him anywhere with me but deleted. His height is important to her. Why? Because when she dances with you, she may not want to be looking down.  When she's bigger, she feel less feminine and we all want to feel feminine around a man. However, some women like short men. I actually met one.  Three-inch difference.  But, no judgment. Height differentials in either direction may not be a factor for some, but it is to me.  More importantly, no matter how much a woman annoys you, no matter how much she makes you tilt your head in bewilderment, no matter how much she irritates you, it's more important to be nice than anything else.  Chivalry is not dead.  I've been around men who exercise kindness in all situations and they're sexy beyond belief, n...

He said, " What am I looking for in a woman?   Someone who isn't also dating 9 other people."  She said, " During the first three to six dates, it's important for a woman to be dating three men, not four, not two, but three men. Why? Because we already know who we want to marry on the first date, and while we wait for your catch up, we're just entertaining ourselves, passing the time. And there's always fall out and we do like to keep busy on Saturday nights. Of course, this doesn't mean we continue letting men spend money on us when we darn well know they haven't half the chance of bedding or wedding us. We give them three (3) dates too, because one never knows, and then release." Traditionally, men have always dating more than one women, or dating one and looking at others. Why, because he wants social entertainment, and maybe not end up alone at 60. And like all well-balanced folk, he doesn't propose marriage before he meet...

If you were at a game of Roulette and the guy behind the table said, "You'll win.  I don't know when, or how much money you'll spend trying, but you WILL WIN, and it'll be a lot of money." Would you play with that perfect balance of certainty and vagueness? That's what Dating is.  It's gambling with your time, precious time, which is the most sought after commodity known to man.  And we do it because 1/we have a primal need for sex and protection  and 2/social needs: we don't want to look weird.   Men are gay if they don't marry. Women are, well, just not right if they don't. Either way, dating doesn't have to be a numbers game.  It's not about the number of dates you go on, it's the type of people with whom you choose to spend an hour with exchanging pleasantries. 1. Know what you want, part A. If you don't know, don't waste your time, or his.  Why would you spend 100K on education and major in liberal arts?...

Handsome - check. Wow factor - check. He looked good on-line, even knew how to spell and engage in pleasant conversation. All good. He complimented me. I him. No glitches.  Learned that he was an entertainer and law school grad.  Looks, education, risk taker.  I like it so far. Then the slight delay in the flow of dialogue happened. What the? I've learned to read it as a red flag. Then BAM.  I was right. I have three kids, 14, 16 and 18.  Have you thought of just being a Dad for four more years and concentrating on your career? Kids definitely require a lot of time and love. However, they are mostly self-sufficient at this point, and I only have them 50% of the time. I think we have unlimited love to give others. Yeah whatever.  Where's the mom? A block away. Gee great, I'm thinking.  His ex-lover is practically within erection distance.  My last boyfriend's ex were all dead. Much preferred.  He continues....B...

So I went on a date recently with a surgeon. I'm not going to say what kind of surgeon because that might help reveal his identity. Instead, I'll just say he's the crack-the-ribs kind of surgeon. And he's board certified. Helps. Love him on paper. Even over the phone, even when he did F-bomb a few times. Why men use profanity in front of ladies I haven't a clue.  There are a zillion words from which to chose. Why chose the vulgar or ones that demonstrate anger?  Who knows. That's his stuff to figure out. Not mine. Anyway, I love that he checked in twice a day. LOVE THAT!  He'd let me know that he'd call when he'd call and he actually called when he said he would. LOVE THAT!  Then he'd text at night, or call, or flip it. Whatever.  That went on for two days. Two days is a long time when you like someone so don't give me any crap right now. My story isn't over. Our first date, a brunch thing, was scheduled three days after our ini...

Welcome to my very first post in my new blog - a second attempt at being famous or infamous. Will take either. About five years ago I had a successful blog called "My Millionaire Men," which were actual excerpts of my daily life in my social circles in Southern California. Before I folded the blog I had completed about 75 entries. At the time, I was meeting men of high net worth, one after another, without putting in any effort at all.  What were the odds? I mean, most women where I lived stripped naked and threw themselves in front of HNW men like bi-polar teenagers on train tracks. Never mind if they walked upright. If they had money, and a lot of it, the floozies pounced.  I was never one of "them." Yet, 100% of the attention I was getting seemed to be from men who had unlimited resources.   Odd. Really odd.  I didn't know quite what to make of it, so I started to write about it. Whether these gentlemen were self-made or not, I...