Back Online & Unsolicited Advice for Office Gleason
Hey friends,
Back from a hiatus to see the one thing Richie can’t pull out of his pinstriped trouser pocket: The Atlantic Ocean. Finback whales, seals, horseshoe and hermit crabs. Lobster rolls. Thatched cottages. Gosh, I felt lucky to be there, and will say the the one thing that I will never get used to here is the lack of an ocean. (Sigh.) I’ll always be lured away to get my fix.
Anyway, upon coming back, I’m sorry to read that my friend in blogging, Officer Gleason, has endured some nastiness with a gal who ain’t long for the city. I’ve got one word for you, Officer, when your big heart’s ready to hear it: Match.com
Next month, I attend wedding #2 for Chicago couple #5 that I know who met through this vunder-site. Couple #2 met when she posted that one of her favorite folk singers is Garnet Rogers. He searched that term, found her, and took her to a Garnet Rogers concert. The rest will be playing out happily ever after in Hyde Park next month.
Maybe, you too, can find a needle in the dating haystack.
Bah, no more online dating for me. Back to old fashioned dating–as long as it goes slowly. Still, thanks for the advice Jennifer. Besides, now that Ms I Hate Chicago has gone home, I’m suddenly inundated with people I have to meet–people that actually like chicago too.
Don’t fret Mr. Gleason. Apparently there’s something in the water.
;)
Drats! She was an Internet chick? Damn. That blows my theory. I met my man way back in the pre-Internet days, but now, observing from my armchair on the sidelines, the Internets makes dating seem soooo easy. Everybody’s getting married! Guess not. Oh well. Have a blast. Chicks dig officers.
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