… Well, Your Profile Seems Quite Different From All The Others.”

So, in the continuing saga of Happiness and How Did I Get Into This … I went out to the one dating site that seems to be generating some attention.

OK. A lot of attention.

Today a new guy said “Your profile seems quite different from all others I have come across on here.” So what does that mean, exactly?

Hi! I am new here, just trying to figure out how this works. Well. Your profile seems quite different from all others I have come across on here. You look cute and interesting. How long have you been on this dating scene? Hope to hear back from you.

Yep. That would be me. Quite different. Lord have mercy.

No, I didn’t rush right out to the site to see the rest of the message to see whether he means “quite different – I can hardly wait to meet you” or “quite different –
where on earth did they find you at?”

He did end it with “You look cute and interesting.”

I ran this whole scenario past a friend that I have had the pleasure of going out to dinner with from time to time since the Spring of this year.  His reply?

“Somehow I am not surprised that you got such a response.  Nope.”

Yes. Well. Thank you? I think?

There is the 34-year-old young man who has given it quite a valiant shot. I am, however, turning into a bit of an Auntie Mame with him. At least I am trying.

Lots of questions from him. Lots of questions. Hey … anything to help educate the next generation of young men, eh? It’s the least I can do.

There was the exceedingly handsome man who describes himself as an “Adventurer, entrepreneur, global traveler, formerly in the intel biz, former military officer, professional smart guy.”

Not surprisingly, the “computer’s” take on his profile and his answers to his questions … describing him versus all other men … says one thing above all else.

More Arrogant.

No. Really? What was your first clue?

Another gentleman was … interesting … but ended his whole profile with the words “Toodles, Noodles”.

Toodles, Noodles?

Um. OK. No, not that.

Although I do have a friend who is a big fan of the noodly appendages of the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. You know WWFSMD, and all that? But I don’t think that’s what this guy was talking about.

Yet another gentleman started his profile with words set to poetry “Here, fishy, fishy, fishy …” … and “You’ve tried the rest, now try the best.”

First. I’m not a fishy.
Second. I congratulate you on your effort at creativity.
Third. Not even close. Not in your wildest dreams.

Not being cruel here, despite what it sounds like. Once he and I answered several questions, the site said we were a 10% Match.

Right now I have a few who are vying to be playmates only. A few somewhat interesting folks who want more than to just be a playmate. They all fall in the 85-95% range based on our answers to lots of questions.

Otherwise, there is one 99% Match, a 96% Match … and then there is Mr. 97% Match who got me started on all this in the first place (see Part One) and who keeps popping up at the top of their “you really have to check this guy out” lists.

Indeed.

I am not sure what exactly the magic combination is that attracts me to someone. Although Lord knows there are physical things that are interesting to me … in truth looks are not the biggest thing. Although physical chemistry does mean a lot.

I not so jokingly say that I am looking for the Trifecta … that Holy Trinity of what clicks for me. What is that, you may ask?

Intelligence, Humor/Wit, and Sensuality.

Yes. I am, alas, one of those Sapiosexual Sexagenarians.  One who is very attracted by a man with a brain … who can express it in his words … and act on it with his choices. Terribly sexy. For me.

And as many have said before me, if the lights are on and nobody’s home it’s a nonstarter.

What can I say? It’s a preference.

If I am very fortunate, this Trifecta might lead to a relationship filled with Passion, Intimacy and Romance. And laughter. Don’t ever forget the laughter.

As the New Year is about to dawn, I am filled with great optimism as I try out this whole “making an honest effort to find someone” thing.

At the very least I am looking for a playmate.

Hey, you’ve gotta start somewhere, right?