I expected this. This isn’t the first time that I’ve recounted details of an encounter or conversation I’ve had with a fella I’ve come across somehow in life where she’s given me the “Seriously. What the fuck is wrong with you?” face. Still, I don’t hide things from my friends. What’s the point really?
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Amanda is looking at me like I’m crazy while I tell her the story.
Posted in girlfriends, Max, Naked Eric, One of the Guys, Online Dating, unavailable men on 01/18/2010 | Leave a Comment »
Part of the charm of my moderate insanity is my insatiable curiosity.
Posted in Brooklyn, naked, Naked Eric, New York City, Online Dating, Subway on 11/15/2009 | 2 Comments »
Not the kind of curious that ventures into different fashion or hair style fads, not the kind of curious that experiments with random female hook-ups at parties, no my curious is for the crazy variety. I am fascinated by personalities that are just a little (sometimes quite a bit) ‘off’. I preface the following with this confession because that is the only way one might begin to understand why I spent four hours at Naked Eric‘s house that first night.
Somewhere in the midst of dating-palooza 2009 (the autumn sessions), among some fairly uneventful first dates, I met Naked Eric.
Posted in Autumn, flaccid, naked, Naked Eric, New York City, Online Dating on 10/25/2009 | 3 Comments »
Eric earned that moniker fair and square, and here’s how: Through a series of poorly made decisions I wound up in his apartment on the upper west side of Manhattan, on his sofa, watching his television, while he showered – all within the first 30 minutes of meeting him for the first time in the [...]
