First, the Love...

Last year measured 9.5 on the Richter Scale of Love. It was beyond devastating. After a sad and bad divorce, I decided early this year to get back in the game. Luckily, I had a fellow Cocteau Twin in Fort Worth with whom I shared many parallels in life, also wanting to get back in the game. So, this was going to be an "experiment" for us. She told me about www.okcupid.com (no, they are not paying me). I went on some dates. Kinda enjoyed the attention, the 50 questions, the mild anxiety when the bill arrives. Then I met Mr. Love, aka Miggity. Uptown Albertsons parking lot. February 2, 2009. Coming out of a beat up red truck. He sat in my car and without any delay, started running a mile a minute in conversation. For once I could say, I met a great guy and he talks... a lot. How do I turn that down?