Some Questions I Received on Eharmony and My Responses

Why did you join Eharmony?

I enjoy communicating via written text while sitting on my couch with my computer on my lap. I thought what better way to enjoy my favorite pastime than a dating site. I chose Eharmony because they have so many opportunities for me to write novels about myself to strangers.

If you could have any super power what would it be and why?

I do have super powers, but mine are not the regular kind of super powers and they are not really so much super powers as they are super disabilites. I walk into walls, trip over things (sometimes things that aren’t there), I bump into tables, kick objects, and so much more. I enhance this power by wearing heels as often as possible. It makes me feel like I’m living on the edge.

If I really did have a super power, I would like the ability transform my right arm into a “gadget” like arm and be able to mold my hand into different shapes, so when I drop something between the seat of my car and console, I can reach down and get it with ease.

Questions Once Used on Eharmony

The following are three questions I used for a time when I was Eharmony to try to weed out the uninteresting ones. The first one is an inside joke, so I'm not sure the guys would understand it, but I seem to recall this question helping me (to decide not to ever meet anyone).

1. Are you Irish or do you belong to the Vipor club?

2. Tell me about your worst blind date or most embarrassing moment?

3. How do you feel about day drinking?

Please Return to Your Seats

My friend Amy and I were out tonight and we were reminiscing about a variety of people and events and I was reminded of on one of my most embarrassing moments. I was 16 and getting confirmed at Temple Emanu-El. I had a huge fear of public speaking and requested the shortest possible speaking part. I was given two lines to read; one in Hebrew and one in English. My entire class was on the bema (sp.? and basically a bema is stage [yeah, obviously, I paid a lot of attention at Sunday school]). We were seated in rows across the stage and the podium (I'm sure there is a different word for this, but again, I didn't really pay attention.) was in the middle. Everyone's parents, family, and friends were in the audience. This was going to be no big deal. All I needed to do was know when it was my turn and go up and read my two lines. My turn came, I walked to the center of the bema, walked up to podium, read my two lines just fine, turned to walk away, paused because I realized there was something on the paper I just read from that I needed to say, turned back and read, "Please return to your seats". Obviously, this was an instruction to me to return to my seat and the audience, who was seated at the time, was very confused when I announced this direction to them. There was murmuring and then laughter. I had to return to my seat at that time and wait for this moment to be over. I believe the Rabbi made some sort of joke after I sat down. After the ceremony ended, I joined my parents who were very inquisitive about why I had directed the seated audience to return to the very seats they were already seated in. They had a good laugh as did many others. I recall people I didn't really know giving me a hard time about what I said. It was definitely not a good experience for a 16 year old with a fear of public speaking.

Not Cool at All

Tonight on my way home I was feeling like I needed to make fun of all of the people driving slow in the left lane while I used the practically empty right lane to pass until I realized my lights weren't on. You see I always keep them on auto, but I took my car in for an oil change/tire rotation recently and they turned my lights off. It didn't dawn on me until I was almost home that my lights weren't on. Now I'm the freaky person driving fast in the right lane without their lights on. I'm so ashamed.

BTW - The shirt I'm wearing in my profile pic is one I had to buy at a gift shop in my hotel in Vegas because I packed clothes for two nights, but I was staying for three. Somehow, I miscalculated.

Back to blogging?

I haven't created an entry since 2006 and I think it might be high time I got back to sharing the all of the exciting details of my daily occurrences almost exactly four years after I started this silliness.