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Monday, April 04, 2005

*UPDATE 4* OK, Everybody On The Couch

Tell us your worst dating story. Write about it on your blog, then tell us you've done so. We'll push all our, er, patients, your way. If you don't have a blog, send us a letter with all the gory details and we'll post it for you.

UPDATE: From time to time, we will post links to your dates from, er, the recesses of your mind.

Mango: Here and here. The man has paid his dues- and then some.
Tommy: Words of wisdom (that means survival, make no mistake about it).
Nat: We would link directly to Nat's post, but permalink was nowhere to be found! Oh Nat, we hardly know you! top post
Arethusa: This one is a beaut, a legend in the making despite her youth. We didn't have the heart to tell her she's only on chapter one of the dating game.
Carson does it differently, almost fantasy like: Here, she gives us only a few details. That's it. We want to know more. Pony up, Sister.
MaxedOutMama: Self esteem run amok...really. MoM comes through, here.
Betsy, last but not least: It was she who inspired us to write and ask you to do the same. Here's a story of hers that well....Arethusa, go to bed now, you're up way to late...

More later...as submissions warrant.

Well, more to report...

-E has an interesting story about a boyfriend. All we can say is don't date a guy who takes you to the Olive Garden more than once a week. The whole, sad, sordid tale is here.
Cybervassals (a really cool name, if you ask us) wasn't someone to mess with. While she may not have had a horrible experience, uh, that can't be said for a guy she dated. Read about it here. Reads great with pamplemousse.

Update!

Mamacita just can't help herself! Here are her stories of her version of the mating dance- and by implication, some insight into why we won't look for her soon with Roger Ebert. We love you, Mamacita, but stick to your day job...

In answer to some email, yes, I have had a major wardrobe malfunction at a most inoportune moment, in front of a rather large crowd. To my correspondents, yes, I shall write and post the sad, sorry story, tomorrow.

In the interest of full disclosure, both my sister and best (soon to be former) friend were the correspondents.

Nothing worse than a smartass sister- nothing!

More...

From the you're not going to believe this dept, Mindy, at MommyBlog has a tale that is just strange enough to be absolutely stranger than fiction! We're talking Hungarians, circus acts and trapeze moves. Read about it here. Good breeding precludes us from further comment and analysis.

And now, the 'post date' award winning entry, from Betsy, over at My Whim is Law. Read it- and feel better about yourself- maybe.