Matchmaker, Matchmaker

Make me a match!
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch!


Misunderstood loser, 52, miserable, broke, apathetic, tired of TV and watching my cellmate’s hair fall out ISO financially secure, entrepreneurial, non-drinking, non-smoking, no drugging, virgin supermodel, 18-22 with green eyes. Must love NASCAR and ferrets and be excited to serve beer topless to my good pals, Dangerous Dan and G-Ride. Pole dancing experience and Mensa member a plus!

Ok, I totally made that up, but you get the idea. Dating! We all have a few dating horror stories under our belts, don’t we? I realize that I am one of the fortunate ones. I met the love of my life on school bus in 7th grade. Of course, I didn’t realize this back then, so I subjected myself to dating your basic string of idiots until it finally dawned on me.

Anyway, like I said, I was lucky. I hear stories from some of my single friends about how hard it is to meet people and I thank heaven that I don’t have to deal with that. I wouldn’t even know how to go about it these days. I rarely go anywhere anymore that I actually meet new people and I think if I were seriously manhunting and mentioned that I have 4 teenagers, that alone might just scare off the best of the bunch...no matter how much they liked my shoes.

I would probably end up ISO love on online dating sites. For me that would be really hard because I don’t even know what most of acronyms mean. SWM, SDF, BBW, MILF.....(WTF?) and frankly, even though I am one of the nicest and most generous people I’ve ever come across in my life, I don’t think I’d match anyone’s “wants”. I’m sure they’re not all like my fictional “Miserable Loser” above, but even Chava in Fiddler on The Roof had some stipulations. She’d bring the veil if her sister, Hodel, brought a groom “slender and pale”. It’s not all that surprising that some people spend night after night in the dark all alone. I’m just saying.

In the spirit of online matchmaking, I’ve decided to play “Yenta” here, not in the dating sense, but it the “bloggy buddy” sense and introduce you all to my friend, RamblingRex. Rex stepped up to the blogosphere with his new site “The Life and Times of a 40-Something Gay Man” and knocked one out of the park with his first post, “Online Dating Sucks”. He is open, he is funny and while he may be seeking is not something everyone agrees with, that’s irrelevant. I don’t think there’s anyone out there who won’t be able to relate to the humanness, humor and frustration in Rex’s post.

I first met Rex (ok, that’s not his real name!) back in high school and I guarantee that if you like me, you will like him. Rex is RANTastic and while he doesn’t wear Catboots (at least not that I know of ;), we always get the same score on Facebook quizzes. That alone should be proof enough that our compatibility is without question, but further references are available upon request, if needed. If not, head on over there, check out his blog and leave him a comment and some link love.

While you’re doing that, I’m going to biddy biddy bum to “If I Were A Rich Man” because I now have these songs stuck in my head.

Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. To Life, my bloggy buddies, L'Chaim!