THE SEARCH FOR MR. ADEQUATE
10/20/06

By Susan Silver

This was the third … and possibly the last date I had from the Internet search.

Nice looking, grey, tall. Was a physicist/soft ware developer, which could have been a hint, but Bill Gates did ok, even if a bit socially inept. And, remember I am trying to be more open.

Well, I’m thinking of shutting down now, Dear Readers. We met for lunch as our phone talk was fun, though when people know I am a comedy writer, sometimes they try too hard and make too many jokes. Yet, it seemed like a good idea…at the time.

The first few minutes were good, and then ... (start Jaws music…da da, da

da.) No matter what I said, I received a lecture in response. Granted I was trying to talk his language so when I got into ‘quarks’ I was asking for it.

And seriously, guys, it would really help a date if you do not talk to her as though she had minus IQ and it’s always a plus if you ask her a question or two about herself!

I like smart people, and I really like to learn from them, but when the entire time you are being “taught” it kind of gets reminiscent of college and since math and science were not my forte…you get the idea. As for the grey hair being a great look, I remember that a few guys in high school who were science nerds and creepy then, turned out to be better looking when grey at the high school reunion. but the science nerd still lived within.

And, somewhere in the mix, he threw in the fact that the most grievous problem we have is the probability of the polar ice caps reversing ... which happens every 15,000 years and we are overdo. I think. Thus, anything else was irrelevant, which made  all conversation seem so trivial, didn’t it?

Though he was amusing about certain things. And I did laugh and I do like to laugh.

I thought about not writing about this, because Stan says not to reveal the dates as they might not like it, but since this one never asked me anything about myself, the chances of him knowing about the column and reading this are tiny ... minute ... almost as small as a quark. I think.

Oh oh, the phone just rang and it was the above date. He made some jokes and then asked me out for lunch later in the week. I am going out of town, so I was unavailable, though I do not think I’d go again. But he is a nice enough person, and of course now I feel guilty.

Note to perspective dates: I wouldn’t do anything to embarrass you…notice, no names or really recognizable descriptions. So don’t be discouraged from contacting me ... and if you are reading this, you know me well anyway.

I did have a great date with my new friends The Fun Couple. Remember, them from my recent dinner party. They are tall, smart, attractive and lots of fun and always on the go. They are the type to pay attention to everything going on in your life and ask about it, as well as actually looking at the travel photos you have in albums and asking about them too. Rare birds.

They are together 24/7 and that is rare too. But they have invited me into their little nest ... to keep the metaphor going ... no funny stuff I assure you ... and we had a ball the other night.

We went to a screening to see ‘Little Children’, a very intelligent but disturbing film about people trying to connect with other people, in good and bad ways. The director was there and it was interesting to hear him speak about the choices he made and the intent.

Then we went to Circo for a bite to eat ... and wow! Bruno, the maitre d’ who has been legendary at several restaurants in NY, plied us with treats to drink and eat, as he loves The Fun Couple and I had a major hangover the next day. Fun indeed. They are working on fixing me up with a potential date or two.

Next, I went to a special viewing at the Modern on Saturday night. I am now home from it, after approximately 45 minutes and that included getting my coat. Ok, ok, I may have over reacted to the crowd (disappointing) the lack of anyone to talk with (the guy who invited me on his list wasn’t even there) and the pain of four inch heels. (Note to self: Never and I repeat Never wear really high heels to traipse around a museum, you idiot, and I say that lovingly.)

Since I have been doing what I promised, that is going out to do something each and every day, I deserve a day off now! Yes I do. I will take a quiet day on Sunday, no phone, nothing but the morning news shows and reading the paper and maybe a little exercise.

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