- Jokey profiles.

I got email last night from someone who "matched" me 39%. Do you know how hard you have to work to match that low? How ridiculous your question answers need to be? I suspect that if you are a man, and are living, OKC spots you 25%.

- "I'm not going to say the same things everyone else says..."

Before anyone puts that in a profile, he/she should read some other profiles. Because that statement is always followed by the same things that everyone else says. And that's FINE -- there are certain bullets we can all use.

- "I'm a typical guy." / "I'm not a typical guy."

Again, your idea of "typical" is probably not statistically based, and even if it is, it's really just more important that you describe yourself.

- Nil response.

This one is controversial, I know. In the reading I've done here, it seems people are just about split between "even if you aren't interested, please answer my email and tell me so" and "if you aren't interested in me, don't bother to tell me, I'll take the hint." I'm in the prior camp. When I email someone an introductory message, I make a point to mention what I think we have in common, or what in specific interested me about his profile. Not paragraphs, mind you, but a sentence or two. And yet, my messages (that say more than "hi hw r u") to men with 95% "match" scores are just ignored. You'd think a "thanks but no thanks" would be at least warranted.

There's a Detroit production of this two-man play running through November. I'm going to be going to see it this Sunday, October 2nd. Seems lighthearted, huh?

http://freudslastsession.com/

FREUD'S LAST SESSION centers on legendary psychoanalyst Dr. Sigmund Freud, who invites a young, little-known professor, C.S. Lewis, to his home in London. Lewis, expecting to be called on the carpet for satirizing Freud in a recent book, soon realizes Freud has a much more significant agenda. On the day England enters World War II, Freud and Lewis clash on the existence of God, love, sex and the meaning of life – only two weeks before Freud chooses to take his own.

I really should start using the journal feature to populate some search bait. I don't want to load my profile with so many things, but there are additional likes and activities I want to mention, so... This seems like the place!

Tonight I'm seeing Jane Goodall Live, a movie event at the AMC Livonia. I'm crazy for documentaries, and she's led a fascinating life and done remarkable work. She'll be doing a simulcast Q&A after the biography movie.

Friday I'm seeing Tim Minchin live. He's a musical comedian, very firmly on the side of scientific skepticism and secular humanism. In the most joyful way! That's my favorite part. I do a lot of reading of skeptic stuff, and he's well-known in those circles, but I have no idea how famous he is in the general public. He's an Aussie by birth, and I suspect he's at least pretty well-known there. Hopefully his North American tour will take the rest of us by storm. ("Storm"... that's kind of an inside joke. See: http://www.stormmovie.net/ )

I'll be at the Comic Con at some point this weekend, so if any of you good folks see me there, say hello. :) I suspect there will be a few.

...intimidating? Appealing? Mysterious?

I go out a lot to shows (music/comedy/whatever), galleries, museums, fairs, whatever, and am frequently alone. I'm typically upbeat and having a good time at whatever it is I'm doing, but over the years, I've noticed that it's relatively unusual for me to be approached.

It's certainly possible it's just me.

But I often wonder. Do people (read: men) find a solo woman -- well, what? Anything?

I'd been putting off locking anything down because, when I'm traveling alone, I tend to keep hoping that someone will be able to come with me, or maybe I'll find something worthwhile locally. But this is a big trip for me -- I usually only go away for a weekend at a time. A whole week? Major.

I finally made my reservations today.

July 4: Leave for Vegas. (I'm sure there will be some KILLER fireworks, and I'm staying at the Imperial Palace, across from the Mirage. Love that volcano!)

July 5: Bill Maher at the Orleans.

July 7: My birthday! Penn & Teller at the Rio; who else could I possibly want to spend my birthday with? (And the Houdini x-stitch will finally be going home.)

July 9-12: The Amazing Meeting, one day of which I will probably attend (probably the 9th to see Jamy Ian Swiss speak).

July 10: I fly home (and some poor soul picks me up at 5.30am the next morning).

In the meantime, there will be Bodies, there will be helicopters, there will be me in skull-encrusted sundresses (trust me, this is a special event), and anything else I can get my grubby mitts on (suggestions will be taken, dirty and otherwise).

Aside from the fact that I feel like I'm going to faint from the amount of money I just spent this morning, I'm super excited. Happy birthday to me!

Every man in Michigan apparently loves sushi and Chuck Pallakneeinthenuts.

I miss being loved. But you know, even more, I miss loving someone.