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The Dating Game

As my long-time readers can attest, I do dating sites.  I enjoy them (well, most of the time) and find it a way to, at least, contact women I would, otherwise, not meet.  I am not horribly picky, but I do have my limits.

I prefer women.  I prefer them younger (at least 1 year) and I am not really into BBW types.  Those are preferences.  I know I won’t do well with a highly religious person (not spiritual, that’s fine) and if you own dogs (more than 2) I doubt we would get along.  If you are really into sports, mudding, 4-wheelers, antique cars, hunting, fishing, or hiking, you would probably do best to continue on.

Why am I beginning a post with what sounds like a dating site ad?  Really just to show that I am a person with ideals, things that have to be and things that can’t be.

I used to get mad at the sites.  I got tired of not even being worth an answer from women.  Then I spoke to a couple of women who used the sites and they said I wouldn’t believe how many men write them each day.  They also said that most of those men were jerks.

I didn’t like the sites (and still don’t) for people who put pictures on their sites in which they are 3-5, even as much as 10 years younger.  Well, I guess if you tell me you are 56, but your picture looks 46 (because it is!), yes, you will probably catch my attention.  What I can’t figure is don’t these ladies realize that, at some point, they will meet this guy who will have a good reason to think he was lied to and walk out or make the evening miserable for both?

Then, finally, the ones who say, “all I want is…” and follow that with several things.  I don’t mind that.  What I mind is when the woman specifically says she doesn’t care about age or looks or money, just so he… I have met all those requirements before and they don’t even write back or it’s an instant rejection letter.

I told my stroke counselor that I have been doing a mental exercise to keep me occupied and deal with these sites.  I am on 2 sites Plenty of Fish and OkCupid.  Both are very good and can be used free with some success.  This is what drew me to them.  I now pay on both, but I wanted the changes; they weren’t necessary.  You could send and receive messages.

So, now, I do a small exercise.  Most days, I look through the pics and find 5-10 on the two sites who I might be interested in.  I make certain they are within an hour or two of me and, if things look decent, I write them.  I try to write at least 5 per day.  I don’t worry about being rejected.  That’s  part of the exercise – to get used to that.  I don’t even worry if they don’t write back at all – I just consider that a part of it.  I find a lot of scammers.  Pictures that aren’t of someone on the site or very little said and some suspicious things.  If I am sure, I report it.  If I am not, I block them.  Anyway, I have been doing that for a couple of months now. So, I estimate 5 actual writings a day and that’s over 300 letters!  Wow!  It takes a lot to bother me now.  And, I have had a couple of dates, 3-4 actually.

So, no Mrs. Right, but I am not sure I  even want that now.  It’s nice to just have the freedom to do as I want, to write who I want.  It’s fun as, sometimes, even though we won’t go out, a woman will write me for a while and we will just chat.  All of that is nice and it’s helping me.  My attitude is better and I don’t worry much about it.

Maybe you are at the point where I was and need to just write.   Maybe you need to really sit down and be honest with yourself.  Are you truly looking for a practical someone or are you looking for that one-in-a-million?  If that’s the case, realize that it means you will have to recognize that person and write and have them recognize you.  If you broaden your search, you may find the one quicker.

Thanks for listening to me go on and on.  I am really starting to enjoy my life even w/o someone.  Who knows?  I may find someone today or not at all.  It’s all part of life and of the story being told.



Friday Fictioneers – Desolation – Sci-fi/Humor PG13

Well, Carolyn is done – on to the next thing!  Friday Fictioneers hasn’t changed.  Still hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, it is a 100 word (more or less) story.  After reading my answer to the prompt below, please click > HERE < for the rest of the entries.  Enjoy!!!

Copyright – Danny Bowman

David glanced around.  The world of New York City, lights, busyness, and noise was gone.  All of it was gone.  In its place was…nothing.  Well, just sand, grass, and the expansive sky.  He had never seen so much blue.  The sun glared; the sand burned right through his loafers.  He scratched his head and the sand was already laced through it.

“Dang!” he thought.  “Those dating sites aren’t worth it.  I don’t understand… “Then, he did.  He thought back and he did.  When it said “occupation: witch”, he had laughed.  Perhaps, he should not have done that on the date.




But Wait! The Postman Bringeth an Answer


Well, see now, time has come and I have waited and all is, finally, as it should be. I know that I could not really trust my other letters—> here and here ; however, this one comes from the land of love: France. I am nearly certain that this is the one from that country who has viewed my posts and realizes what a magnificent catch I am. Her letter is as follows:
Mon nom est Victoria, je suis une fille à la recherche d’une personne de confiance pour partager ma vie, s’il vous plaît, je ne veux pas vous ennuyer avec mes sentiments, parce que j’ai intérêt à vous et moi, comme nous le savons, si vous voulez en savoir plus sur moi, réponds-moi avec votre adresse e-mail afin que je puisse envoyer ma photo à votre adresse e-mail et aussi vous dire plus sur moi. ou envoyez-moi un e-mail à mon adresse e-mail ici (dabah.victoria@yahoo.com) Mais gardez à l’esprit que l’amour n’a pas de barrière des couleurs, pas de barrière de l’éducation, pas de barrière socio-économiques, religieuses, linguistiques, la nationalité ou barrière de la distance, la chose importante est que l’amour. Je serai heureux de voir votre réponse à mon e-mail.
Mlle Victoria.
____ Translation by Google Translate ____________
My name is Victoria, I’m a girl looking for a trustworthy person to share my life, please, I do not want to bore you with my feelings, because I have an interest in you and me as we know, if you want to know more about me, answer me with your e-mail address so I can send my picture to your e-mail and also tell you more about me. or send me an email to my email address here (dabah.victoria @ yahoo.com) But keep in mind that Love has no colors barrier, no barrier of education , no socio-economic barrier, religious, language, nationality or distance barrier, the only important thing is love. I will be happy to see your reply to my e-mail.
Miss Victoria.

See? With a proper name like Miss Victoria she must be a teacher or educator of some kind.  I googled her and here are some of the finds for “Miss Victoria”:


Wow! Looking good!

Umm, what?!


Actually, if I think of the movies, she may run a house of ill repute. I guess that could be a part of education as in “The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas”.

I notice she has concentrated, not on my looks or my wealth, but on my trustworthiness. I see this as a good sign that, perhaps, she has even read my profile. Also, notice how she disregards and throws out all those normal things that could ruin a relationship: race, money, status, diploma level, country, religion, and distance. Just love, sweet love.

I won’t let the fact that the translation to English brings a decidedly Middle Eastern, African, or Taiwan slant to her writings. I am certain she was, probably, raised from infancy by a French missionary and lives only in a grass hut making beads and jewelry all day. To think of how many she had to sell to simply purchase the computer, the electric lines, the transformer, the cable, and get it all hooked up, just so she could find me, her true love, from the confines of that tiny grass hut somewhere off the coast in a small island. It brings tears to my eyes. Finally, someone deserving of my love and affection. I need only send her a reply to see the image of my beloved.

However, sadly, I had made the promise to stay home and clean; therefore, it will be with much regret that I cannot run away to another country, give up my disability insurance and all, and meet the person, I am certain, would make my lonely problems, um, change from what they are now.
I guess, in order to be fair to myself, I should be willing to drop everything, sell all, and run to her side; however, I will make the sacrifice so that I may write better poetry having given up my true love. I will have to be satisfied with being merely the object of such affection.



Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!

North Noir


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