Pinkie Rings and Guns-

Tonight I would like to address the idea that it is OK to post pictures of you with your "hot" female friends. Are you trying to intimidate me? "Well she's a 9 so I am going to try to compete with her with my little bit chubby at best 7 rating..." I know that you might be thinking this is a way to ward off the impression that you are a loser being on match.com, but let me tell you fella, we are all losers because we are on match.com. Really, if you could score with a chick that hot, you would not be here.
With that being said, I went on the date with Match guy "red wine." Let me tell you, man it was bad. To begin with he was 15 minutes late. That did give me enough time to get to know the bartender and she was pretty cool. The first thing I noticed was that he was he lied about being 5'10''. I am 5'5'' and with my two inch heels, I was noticeably taller than him. I don't mind guys that are my height or taller, but I need to know so I can choose the correct shoes for the date. Secondly, and much more icky was the pinkie ring with a matching bracelet that he was sporting. At first I though "Did I agree to date a New Yorker??" As a general rule, I avoid New Yorkers. But I remembered he was from the south, so the pinkie ring made no sense. But I was still optimistic because I could always wear flats and more than likely convince him to lose the ring. Without boring you, he went on the tell me a racist story, talk to me about meeting his parents, informed me he had a "concealed weapon" permit and that he always carries his gun (I made a joke about his "gun" but he did not get it), and that I would look good in his king size bed. So needless to say, it did not go well. He asked me if he could see me again because "I looked better in person than in my pictures." I said that I was super busy for the next month. I would have told him the truth but my new bartender friend was right there and I didn't want to shoot him down in the place he goes often.
But he still emailed me today and invited me to meet the president of the university he graduated from for drinks. I emailed him back and said that although he seemed like a nice guy, I didn't feel chemistry between us. Hopefully I can shake him now.
So I have been viewed 30 times today and winked at one time. The "winker" seemed like a normal enough guy, but I didn't feel compelled to wink back. I didn't email anybody today but I need to or else this blog is going to get mighty boring. So I'm off to match land to find me a "gentleman" ( I'll talk later about how much I hate the term "gentleman')