July 3, 2008 |
My life used to center on the fervent hope that important people were trying to reach me when I couldn't be reached. In the pre-answering-machine stone age of my youth, anything was possible. While I was out, Ed McMahon could have called from Publisher's Clearinghouse. Post-answering machine, the zero staring back at me squelched that fantasy. (They should have invented a kinder readout for messages than "zero," like "fewest."
January 24, 2008 |
Now that Decision '08 is finally here, it's time to shine a light on that other world of imagery, manipulation and empty promises: the politics of dating. Decision No. 1: to throw your hat into the ring. Is it something you can't live without? Are you effective at pretending to be someone you're not to attract potential supporters? Are you prepared to throw all your dirty laundry under the microscope, or if it becomes an "issue," into the hamper? What separates you from the other candidates?
August 14, 2007 |
In this year of 2008 presidential politics, when it's only 2007, I'm finding it more of a challenge living in the "here and now." Society seems to focus more on the "there and then" down the road. As the theme song of the first Clinton running for president exhorted, I won't "stop thinking about tomorrow." But a half a year from tomorrow is where I draw the line. Now Iowa may be moving its caucuses to December. Why is everybody in such a hurry? New car models used to be introduced in October.
July 6, 2006 |
IT'S challenging enough competing for women when a singles haunt is littered with other nameless guys who have the same goal. But unlike most other cities, in Los Angeles we occasionally face a more daunting challenge. As did I on a recent visit to the Windows Lounge at the Four Seasons Hotel Los Angeles at Beverly Hills. Seated at the bar, nursing a cocktail and smothered by a nearby lady's attention, was a non-nameless guy. An A-list movie star. As recognizable as Waldo in a crowd shot.
October 11, 2007 |
AS with the early days of live TV, the early days of "live women" are starting to seem like a quaint remnant from yesteryear, yet another golden age we didn't know was golden until it faded away. I admit that most of the gals who've been "communicating" with me lately have been prerecorded -- as when I recently answered the phone and heard, "Hi, this is Wendy! Great news!" It would be greater news if the Wendy in my life wasn't an automaton.
December 6, 2007 |
Dating can be stressful enough when it isn't holiday time. But December brings another potential layer of angst: the doomed-to-failure pursuit of the perfection seared into our memories of holiday gatherings with loved ones. The rub is that many of these memories are phony, based on holiday movies of phony gatherings with loved ones. It's a safe bet the actors who made them were thinking, "My real-life holidays were never like this! Oh, well, time to 'act' like they were."