Internet Dating Sucks


Internet Dating Sucks.  I don’t care what site you try, they all suck.  Internet dating has done nothing but make the process of dating even worse.  You are now a commodity.  You’re disposable, because the jerk that just “ghosted” you is scamming on 4 or 5 other women at the same time he’s been talking to you.  Women are no better.  They have picked up the same deplorable habits.

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Andy Rooney’s Eyebrows


Quite a few of you are not going to be familiar with the man in the photo above.  His name was Andy Rooney.  He passed away in 2011.   Mr. Rooney was a staple in American living rooms for many years.  He had a short segment on the TV show 60 Minutes.  The picture above is how I always remember Andy Rooney.  Sitting at his desk, wearing a respectable coat and tie, surrounded by books.

Andy’s segments were always a Human Interest piece that would be the last few minutes of the 60 Minutes show.  The pieces were humorous most of the time.  I loved his segments and always looked forward to them.

The reason I bring up the subject of Mr. Andy Rooney will be much more apparent in the next photo.

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First Date


Tina was young and naive.  She was also a statuesque beauty that Rex fell for the first time he saw her picture.

Rex had everything in order.  He thought he had arranged the perfect first date to start off the evening’s festivities.

The restaurant was cozy and dimly lit.  Rex had a view of the front door and would be able to spot her as soon as she walked in.  He had a single rose on the table next to him ready for that moment.

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Being Alone


I’m an introvert.  Big surprise, right?  I need my down time and quiet time to recharge.  I think that’s why I’m still single.  I push men away if they demand too much from me.  I’m alone a lot of the time and most of the time I don’t mind it at all.  I’m not lonely except on rare occasions.

I think about dating again once in a while and then I think, “why bother?”  I know how it will end.  I’ll push him away, we’ll both be hurt and I’ll be alone again.

I’ve gotten so that I don’t know how to do anything else other than what I’m doing.  I’ve looked back and I’ve always said that I didn’t want to be alone.  But that’s exactly the path I’ve chosen.