my hope for this blog is to siphon off some of my musings on love and life.

ideas constantly flood my mind and frequently escape through my mouth or electronically. what i’m learning is that sharing unedited versions of these ideas can drown a potential partner. seems i have inundated more than one. like the mighty susquehanna i have a tendency to reach flood level and then break over the banks. last weekend i incurred one victim. interesting men are enough of a rarity without wasting an opportunity. i just mean interesting to me. looking back i can see that i have no idea about the pace of online chat with men i’m just meeting for the first time. if i have the sense that there is a connection possible the floodgates open. even though i know i’m not manic i may come off that way. given that i start out as a happy camper when i get excited, i get very excited, over the top. there’s that river again. wish i had realized this sooner, bout a week ago. shit. no do-overs.

having re-entered the singles scene willingly i am learning by making lots of mistakes. i refer to this as– online, not yet dating. this is not at all like meeting someone face to face. then there is constant non-verbal feedback, cues about whether you are hogging the conversation or being appropriately attentive. i’m not looking forward to dating, per se. finding a man and making a connection where there is potential for conversation, closeness and fun would suit me just fine. for many years i thought that if i continued to do the things i love in a social setting i would meet someone and boom, that would be it!

not so much. i still do the things i love, but i realized that i need to do something proactive in the online environment. so after a failed attempt at eharmony on a dare, i arrived at okcupid. eharmony was a total bust, much more structured than i am. none of the men i sent the prescribed questions to responded and no one sent me any questions. okc, on a good day, gives you a glimpse of how someone sees themself. there is ample space for writing and most people in my age range, 50+, seem to use it. i’m a sucker for great writing and quirky men. language can be very sexy. i mean that in the edgy sense.

mostly.stephen bishop \’it might be you\’ theme from tootsie