Saturday, March 23, 2019
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
Tuesday, March 19, 2019
Monday, March 18, 2019
Question 1: What is your date of birth?
Question 2: In what city were you born?
Question 3: What is your Social Security Number?
Question 4: What is your favorite credit card, its number, and the last three digits on the back?
Question 5: What is your favorite flavor of ice cream?
Thank you for filling out this questionnaire. I love you.
Friday, March 15, 2019
Wednesday, March 13, 2019
Tuesday, March 12, 2019
Monday, March 11, 2019
It's been a long, tantalizing weekend of getting to know each other. It appears Estelle has learned from her mistakes. If only she'd spent this much time getting to know this guy:
But I am a little confused by this exchange yesterday:
He moved to Santa Royale three months ago, but hasn't returned to the United States? How does that work? I smell a catfish. I don't think Estelle and I can handle another disappointment!!
Also, Captain Marvel was amazing. My daughter introduced me to the comic book a couple of years ago. The movie was nearly perfect!
Friday, March 8, 2019
Thursday, March 7, 2019
Wednesday, March 6, 2019
Tuesday, March 5, 2019
Monday, March 4, 2019
I think I am learning nothing about using online dating sites. So you see their pictures, read their profiles, then have dinner with them? Then they show up and are 40 years older than their photo, or they are suddenly a hobo? I'm really confused why people do this.
Friday, March 1, 2019
In comedy, there's this thing called the Rule of 3. A sequence of jokes gets funnier at each reincorporation, up to three times. Go for a fourth and you've crossed a line. You've crossed a line, Moy. You've crossed a line. Unless this isn't meant to be funny and is only meant to demonstrate how desperately lonely (and hungry) Estelle is.
Thursday, February 28, 2019
Chin Napkin! Thank you, June.
You know, Estelle, you don't have to go out with everyone you meet online. In fact, it is probably a good idea to be a little bit discerning before you say yes. Unless of course, you're just in it for the food, and then by all means, go to town.
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Tuesday, February 26, 2019
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Friday, February 22, 2019
Thursday, February 21, 2019
Already Google is serving up online dating sites on my blog... My revenue is definitely going to go up because online dating sites clearly have a wonderful array of possibilities. I don't know much about online dating myself, so maybe I should write a book about it. Or at least a comic strip.
Tuesday, February 19, 2019
Monday, February 18, 2019
Saturday, February 16, 2019
Friday, February 15, 2019
Thursday, February 14, 2019
Of course, if Jannie actually did have real feelings for you, then falling for it would have been okay.
I really want to commend Karen Moy for her portrayal of the worst, most dysfunctional marriage I've ever seen. Every day, one of these two morons says something that makes my jaw drop even further than the day before. This is "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf" kind of stuff.
Wednesday, February 13, 2019
Tuesday, February 12, 2019
Monday, February 11, 2019
Friday, February 8, 2019
Thursday, February 7, 2019
Wednesday, February 6, 2019
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
Ouch, this hurts. In 1997, Volkswagen released its New Beetle and I was smitten, mostly for sentimental reasons. It took a few years, but in 2002, I bought a 1997 model in Ian Cameron Red. At first, I was a happy driver. But very soon, the love waned. The first problem was that the cup holders were under the dashboard without enough clearance to insert a can of soda without having to tip it far enough that it would spill. The car was mostly plastic, and over the years, pieces began to break and fall off. Sometimes, the electric windows would spontaneously open, and in the last few years, they'd open whenever you unlocked the car. Sometimes the electric systems would cut off, killing the engine and (dangerously) the power steering. When a couple of friends heard that I was going to junk it in 2015, they'd ask if they could buy it. I asked why, and they both said it was for their teenaged driver. I told them no, I didn't want to be responsible for their child's death.
So now I learn that I drove the same car as Ian for over 13 years. This is a very depressing day for me, but at least I was smart enough never to drive it on a bicycle path.