[1]I’m continuing my pattern of spending more time getting ready for a blind date than on the date itself. I’ve scheduled one for this Sunday, and I think it’s actually going to take place. If it does, it will be the first directly related to my five months of trolling around on Match.com. Eric (not his real name) and I have exchanged about a half dozen emails, and in none of them does he seem crazy, which is a step up from the last guy [2]. In a departure from my usual tack, I’ve decided not to insist Eric pass the “phone test,” and I will meet him, instead, without ever having spoken. Risky?
We’re assembling for 11 AM coffee in a trendy Hollywood place. Stay tuned!