Yeah if you’re not comfortable with it then don’t do it. It’s easy to say and as jaded as I consider myself to be that whole Grindr/Tinder thing is just a bit too far.

That whole polyamory thing is a character flaw. It’s mostly about their own needs and shortcomings, a relationship with you is only helpful as far as it can further their own image and such.

I mean as lecherous as mid 30's guy can be Tinder and that whole bit is just horribly uncomfortable for me.

So if I gave you a copy of “Shogun” on our 2nd date you wouldn’t be put off?

My father never tires of telling the story of his visiting a friend (before I was born) and having him do the “YOU KIDS SHUT UP!!” just as he’s trying to make the argument to my Dad in favor of having children.

It isn’t that bad and you can’t let yourself become convinced that it’s that bad!

My feet could be classified as a Superfund site. They don’t smell nor have the ever smelled!! but I’ve traumatically lost the big toe nail on both toes, twice per toe, four times total. Not counting losing my pinkie toe nail thanks to carelessness.

See the thing is that you’re not working within realistic guidelines.

So a friend of my folks is terrified about 45 and his moronic ban. Now they live in one of the biggest houses on the biggest hills in the city and if ICE is going to knock on their door then there are no more doors left.

I get the paper every morning; ahve since I moved in fourteen years ago. It has not been until recently, when feeling you have to keep on top of things felt like a second or third job, that my sanity started to take a hit.

I try to keep blogosphere politics at arms-length but knowing who he is/his history it’s not that big of a surprise.

Ooh, good point with Star Trek, I basically spent hours last night talking to a friend while Star Trek Six ran in the background.

Tell me he doesn’t get motion-sickness...

Between gabbing here and doing things elsewhere I’ve been watching the first twenty minutes of “Return of the Pink Panther” for the last six hours.

29? your bones must creak with every step...

Good Lord all of online dating stuff was still before facebook. Texting was bad enough, I’m not the type who wants to text or get texts regualrly.

It actually worked pretty darn well in the past! That time was from about ‘04 ~’14 and the last one was going to the aquarium which was fun thanks to the whole theme of “Let’s watch the Octopusses fuck!”

There’s a Far Side comic to go with this “He keeps moving sideways!” but I can’t seem to find it..