Jessie is a friend

I’ve always been puzzled by childhood sweethearts who get married. I mean, back in the 1930s I could see it. There was probably a decent chance your sweetheart would be sent off to war or die in a freak paper mill accident, so essentially you’d get a second chance with a new guy at some … Continue reading Jessie is a friend

Does this make me Rue McClanahan?

I went on a date Friday night. I tell you this so you will understand that I have fulfilled my date quota for the year and you won’t have the expectation of further dating stories this year. Any future dating posts are probably either made up, fantasies (especially if they involve Ryan Reynolds lookalikes), or are … Continue reading Does this make me Rue McClanahan?