MindOverMary insists I make a new blog entry since she’s read the last one “about 400 times.”  I always do what my little sis tells me.

In fact, I’m thinking about having some new calling cards made up that say “I think you are really cute but can’t date you until you’ve been approved by my sister.  Please contact her at _____.  Send photos and resume, including complete sexual and romantic history, for fastest reply.”

Hey,it would work as well as what I’ve done in the past and couldn’t be worse.

I’ve been thinking about the current blog entries by Nina and MCARP. 

Everything they say, I have great sympathy and identify with.

BUTT

I don’t think I want to take all the responsibility for all the disasters in my love life.  I certainly played my part.  However, I’ve had relationships fail for reasons that were outside my control.  Failures for reasons that had far less to do with me than them.  At least twice, I’ve offered couples counseling to a woman with whom I wanted to save the relationship and been turned down — what else am I supposed to do?

Yes, I’m flawed and could do a better job.  I expect any woman mature enough to date me to have some flaws and baggage and I don’t expect them to get perfect just because they date me.

I don’t think it’s productive to focus exclusively on the problems of dating and the pain of breaking up.  This must be balanced with the joys of cuddling and companionship and the other good parts of being in a couple.

I’m fiing my tax returns and payin out a few grand today.  This would be less painful if I didn’t honestly believe this administration were so completely bloated with second tier minds, third tier competence and first rate ideologues.  Impeach Cheney, then Bush.

I was overstimulated Saturday by Debster’s Socrates Cafe. The discussion was on wisdom, a pet issue for me as some of you know.  Back in the 19th Century, a guy named Herbert Spencer looked at Darwin and tried to apply the lesson of natural selection to society and came up with Social Darwinism.  Didn’t work.  Saturday, we heard something of the same, Einstein’s lesson of relativity applied to philosophy.  I still don’t buy it, but I was in a minority of one (maybe two).

I’m trying to write a new bit of fiction I’m temporarily calling The Gospel of Sinatra about how religion might look to my cat.  “In the beginning, John created the inside and the outside.”  I’m having fun with it and if it goes anywhere, I’ll let you know.

Wine and Women.  Buy the DVD.  Mindovermary, heads up!  I’m sending you a copy.