They met online through a singles website (not the swiping one). Tom lived and worked in Napa. Carin lived less than an hour away in the San Francisco East Bay area on her horse ranchette with her seven horses. She ran a small upscale hair salon. After much texting and talking, they got together for… Continue reading Mr. Classless
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Buffalo Bill Meets Annie Oakley
Aaron met Katie on Plenty of Fish. She didn’t message him back for months. For their first date, he took her duck hunting. She brought her own gun. He brought a boat and the friend who owned it. The trio didn’t’ talk much because they had to be quiet to get a duck. It was… Continue reading Buffalo Bill Meets Annie Oakley
The Elusive Dot Dot Dot
It takes seven artisans to make a glass of wine — from the grape growers to the vintners to the coopers, etc. So the pitch goes at the small winery in Fairfield. And to draw a crowd, they bring in live music on weekend afternoons. Brent met a woman online and invited her there for… Continue reading The Elusive Dot Dot Dot
Worst Roommate Ever
By the time I graduated college, I’d had somewhere close to 37 roommates: the first two in the triple room my freshman year, the next two in another triple when I changed dorms after one quarter, my solo roommate all of sophomore year, then the string of roomies after I moved into the sorority. Every… Continue reading Worst Roommate Ever
Best Laid Plans
It was a Sunday. I was supposed to be going to a birthday party in Antioch, forty minutes away. But the day had become a comedy of errors. I had sweet-talked my son into installing my new printer and had lured him over with the promise of pizza for lunch. It took him longer to… Continue reading Best Laid Plans
Red Flags Popping Up All Over
Nancy met Al online at Our Time. Al liked her profile and her pictures and contacted Nancy. He offered up his phone number. She called him and got to know him a little bit. They made a date for a Monday night. They met at the Lafayette Park Hotel for dinner and drinks. He was… Continue reading Red Flags Popping Up All Over
Why So Many Worst Firsts
In scrounging around for a first-worst-date story this week (after all, I’ve already done my own dates from Ames, Omaha, and Walnut Creek – how many first-worsts can one person have?), I discovered something. I hate some of my friends, the ones who’ve never had a bad date, ever. First there is Jim whom I… Continue reading Why So Many Worst Firsts
