Twitter Texting By Romantic Candlelight
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Is Chivalry Dead or Perhaps Just Redefined?
My Kindle Is Apparently a Dating Device
Turning Inner Geek into Geek Chic
Handling Hurt Feelings in Dating
How to Resolve Multilingual Dating
Internet Dating – Sadly. I’m A Bit Of An Expert
The Four Horsemen of a Relationship Apocalypse
Expectations: The Death of Love
How to Quit Mr. Wrong (Even If He’s Good in Bed)
Silicon Valley night life is absurd. My buddy and I went out for dinner and mojitos at a hip tapas restaurant. There were attractive women, well dressed men, couples, trios, you name it. It was quite the scene.
Forget the overweight sixty-year-old Russian engineers with the thirty-something Latina escorts in cleavage-revealing too-short slutty dresses. (We eavesdropped enough to be pretty sure these guys used Craigslist erotic services just before the category was shut down.)
The weird highlight of the evening was a husband and wife.
They came into the bar and ordered up a bottle of fine French wine. Keep in mind – I’ve been recently pining for feminine energy in my life (i.e. a girlfriend), so it was quite touching for me to see this happy couple out on a date night, sitting at a candlelit table, sharing a bottle of wine, making time for each other. Talk about being connected in real life, despite the demands of this crazy wireless world!
More couples should do that!
The waitress poured the wine. The husband sniffed and tasted. The wife waited for her glass to be poured, then settled in for a comfy cozy night out.
And then they both busted out their mobile devices. WTF!?
They texted. They twittered. They emailed. They did everything except look at each other and talk.
It was sad.
The Russians and their Latina escorts had a good time. Is this what our modern world has come to?
My Kindle Is Apparently a Dating Device
Turning Inner Geek into Geek Chic
Handling Hurt Feelings in Dating
How to Resolve Multilingual Dating
Internet Dating – Sadly. I’m A Bit Of An Expert
The Four Horsemen of a Relationship Apocalypse
Expectations: The Death of Love
How to Quit Mr. Wrong (Even If He’s Good in Bed)
Silicon Valley night life is absurd. My buddy and I went out for dinner and mojitos at a hip tapas restaurant. There were attractive women, well dressed men, couples, trios, you name it. It was quite the scene.
Forget the overweight sixty-year-old Russian engineers with the thirty-something Latina escorts in cleavage-revealing too-short slutty dresses. (We eavesdropped enough to be pretty sure these guys used Craigslist erotic services just before the category was shut down.)
The weird highlight of the evening was a husband and wife.
They came into the bar and ordered up a bottle of fine French wine. Keep in mind – I’ve been recently pining for feminine energy in my life (i.e. a girlfriend), so it was quite touching for me to see this happy couple out on a date night, sitting at a candlelit table, sharing a bottle of wine, making time for each other. Talk about being connected in real life, despite the demands of this crazy wireless world!
More couples should do that!
The waitress poured the wine. The husband sniffed and tasted. The wife waited for her glass to be poured, then settled in for a comfy cozy night out.
And then they both busted out their mobile devices. WTF!?
They texted. They twittered. They emailed. They did everything except look at each other and talk.
It was sad.
The Russians and their Latina escorts had a good time. Is this what our modern world has come to?
Début de l'événement
08.05.2022
Fin de l'événement
08.05.2022