Whew. Christmas and Hannukah are over, but Kwanzaa started today. And I have not been around to blog, because I have been working like a dog. But also having lots of fun.
I had a great holiday, it was fun to visit with old friends and host them as well. My family was fun and everyone is doing great. What more could I ask for?
I chatted on the phone with a friend of mine tonight. We haven't talked in a couple of weeks, which for us is unusual. We caught up and talked forever. Then as we often do, we turn to a subject that for both of us the dilemma is the same.
Why are we single?
I told him my answer was because I didn't want to get caught. ;) That is partly true. I have enjoyed many wonderful women and thought they could be potentials. But I choose to be single and have some fairly high standards. I know that if I wanted to be with someone, I could be. The worst thing I think I could ever do to myself is being with someone to avoid being alone. Luckily, I'm not that kind of gal.
I recently I surfed a matchmaking website, and was shocked (although I shouldn't have been) at how many lesbians were on there. The funniest part (or saddest, depending on your view) is that here is what the lesbians that post pictures for potential dates post:
* A far away picture so you can't possibly identify them. (what's the point?)
* A close up pic, this one is the photo where they wear dark sunglasses and a baseball cap (are you in the witness protection program?)
* And also, editorial comment here - a baseball cap? Do they require you to wear those on the first day of lesbian school? I mean, please. Ladies - lose the ball caps.
* A photo of their dog
* Another photo of the dog (he's cute, but I don't want to date him. Again, what is the point of this?)
* A photo of them on their motorcycle, wearing a helmet. (do I have to say it again?)
* Also, some women think a motorcycle is hot. I do not. That's a huge turn off for me.
And don't even get me started on the women who won't even post a photo.
People, it's 2007, soon to be 2008. No one cares if you are gay. Even if you are in a super small town, wake up.
If you have a mullet, then it's a good chance everyone knows you're gay. If you live with a "roommate" and you're over 21, everyone knows you're gay. If you are over 35 and never married, even in a large city (and you're not currently hot and heavy with some dude), everyone knows you're gay.
My favorite is the gal who is so obviously gay, yet in her ad says "she's out to some people" or "only in my personal life". Uh, honey, everyone knows you're gay - but you.
My prayer for 2008...come on out of the closet. No one gives a fuck.
