The tales of a 30 something gay stand-up comic living in NYC who is searching for his soul mate or soul...which ever comes first.

Tuesday, December 16, 2003

The One Evil Word

....but...

One word to counteract the three I heard on Saturday. I swear I am the one date king! Is it me, or are the majority of men afraid of any kind of romantic involvement? In my experience lately, men truly are dogs...as at the mere mention of food or sex, they will follow you wherever. But try to get him to say "I feel _____" and fill in the blank. You can't even get some men to do that when they are dumping you. At this rate I need to start going to Vegas because my luck with cards has got to be fantastic right now. I've never even learned blackjack and I'm destined to make a killing.

I seriously am going to start dressing in camouflage, and lay down in the road in hopes that some attractive gay man falls on me. Maybe that will up my chances.
Until then, I am taking my friend Brian and Philip's advice. No men for 30 days. Ok....29 more days to go. Maybe Martin Luther King day will be adventurous! Next!


 
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