My ‘faithful reader’ PT wrote the following comment to the previous post. I should say that I have absolutely no idea who PT is; I know nothing more about her than she (assuming PT’s gender is as represented) has revealed in her many comments since her first one on June 5, 2007. And [...]
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mimi the cockeyed optimist
August 11, 2008a scare & a lovers’ quarrel
June 9, 2008Here’s how it began:
WEDNESDAY 4 JUNE
WordPress lists all the phrases people googled that land them at my blog.
Often, one of those phrases is that most cruelly ambiguous of date-goodbyes, “I’ll call you”, or its brother-phrase “I’ll be in touch,” about which I have a post. A lot of people – mostly women, [...]
soundbites for groundhog day: puppies, owls, & the New York primary
February 2, 2008from RS (Rolly’s shrink), my new & excellent psychiatrist
I was telling him about SDF, and how SDF with his groping was not the slightest bit threatening, really just like a puppy that won’t stop jumping on you. And I quoted the apologetic note SDF sent (see the Comments).
Then I was telling him about [...]
a weekend with strangers, part 2:#31
January 20, 2008This was my thirty-first first-date (since June ‘06). I’m going to give him a really exciting name: 31.
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My first-date with 31 was — very good.
Today began with a nightmare (see the last section of the previous post), or at least a very upsetting [...]
sexagenarian youth: four manhattan conversations
January 12, 2008CONVERSATION IN UPTOWN BRANCH OF COMMERCE BANK AROUND NOON, THURSDAY 10 JANUARY
(as I hand the young, female teller a check and a deposit slip, she does something on a screen in front of her and then looks up at me)
TELLER: Are you sure that’s your account you’re depositing that in?
ME: [...]
live-blogging from the frontlines of manhattan dating
January 10, 2008TUESDAY 8 JANUARY
5:54 p.m.
I read encouraging comment on most recent post from Melissa of domesticirritation.com.
6:15
I start getting dressed for the date with RB.
6:50
I leave to walk 11 blocks to the restaurant where we’re meeting at 7:30. Leaving this early so I have time to comb my hair (which always, always, no matter what the [...]
a pep talk and sound advice before tuesday evening’s date
January 8, 2008 ADVICE FOR TUESDAY EVENING’S DATE W.RB (dinner at a restaurant followed by l’apres-diner in his apartment):
Remember Roy’s Rules –
– be fun. Be the kind of woman the man wants to see again, because she’s fun.
– don’t fret / be nudgy about ‘the relationship’ and where it’s going, what it’s like, blah blah blah. [...]
my life reconfigured (i fire my psychiatrist)
January 5, 2008Things look different in the new year.
The two men — almost, really, the two people — who knew most about my private life between late June and mid-December 2007 are gone.
THE PAST
As you know if you’ve been reading recent posts (and if not, read this one, this one , this one and this one) a [...]
the last post of the year: get out your kleenex
December 31, 2007Or is it kleenexes?
Kleenices?
Tissues.
Well whatever it is, I need ‘em. And you might, too.
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I just wanted to say a bloggy thank you to two old friends who rescued me on the two major holidays this season: to Marion (friend of 43 years) who changed her plans to come [...]
