Overture

Hello. And welcome to my new blog. Apparently I'm witty or something like that so my friends have encouraged me to write down my dating experiences to share with the world.

This blog is going to be an examination of the crazies I meet and the ridiculous things I do to secure a partner.

Things to know:
I'm gay. I'm handsome. I'm a catch.
I think that about covers it.

Each post will be about a different date I've had and will follow this example format:

Name of Date: Jack D.
Age: 20 something-ish.
Looks Like: A stowaway
Where We Met: I was totes about to kill myself by jumping overboard when he "saved" me. I felt guilty cause he was clearly homeless so I agreed to meet up with him.
What Happened: We went on a walk around the boat deck and he was all about showing me this porn that he carried around. I tried to encourage him in his "art" cause clearly no one else would. He talked about his life, I talked about mine... yawn. Then he taught me to spit. No. seriously. It was absolutely disgusting. I was just about to peace out when my mom walked up. I could tell she hated him. Score. My mom is kind of a bitch so anything that pisses her off is immediately my new fav thing. I was all "oh heeeeeey mom. this is my friend jack. can he come have dinner with us?" Screw you, mommie dearest.
Gained points for: Having really good hair.
Lost points for: being poor.
Mistakes I made: talking about my finace. real classy there, sir.
Chances for another date: well since I invited him to dinner to tick of mom, pretty good. I really don't want to see him again though.
Overall Score: C-

See? Pretty simple. And I'm funny because clearly I took characters from like the best movie in the universe to use as an example. You were all. "oh. OH! hahahaha i get it. thats a funny twist. i like this guy."

right in the palm of my hand.

So enjoy my misadventures trying to find a husband.

Tim.