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03 June 2006

A Somewhat Elusive Date...

I apologize for keeping you in suspense for so long. R, the non-IJL man from Zaytinya, does exist, and as a result, so does my sanity. He emailed me a few days after we met on that fateful dark & stormy night. He jogged my memory by referring to himself as "tall R from Zaytinya" (aww, so cute), and asked if I wanted to get together. I was naturally delighted that my uncharacteristic boldness had yielded such a pleasing and ego-boosting return. I haven't been so smug since the evening at the Luxor when I was offered several stacks of poker chips if only I would join the owner in a bottle of champagne ("only" should probably be encapsulated in quotes, I'm just speculating here...).

Unfortunately, I had left for Vegas almost immediately after I met R. Well, nothing involving Vegas should really utilize language like "unfortunately"; in fact, my location contributed to my satisfaction when he contacted me, as the perception of any agreeable event is amplified when in Vegas. As a result of my absence, we arranged instead to meet the following week. Sadly (and also uncharacteristically), I had to cancel on him because of a work function. I tried to be clear that I was still interested, and proposed that we choose another date to meet up.

Then came Memorial Day weekend; I was in New York, he was...well...somewhere with a beach. My complexion forces me to live in great fear of the sun, so I'm not really sure which beach he was visiting. I regret this lack of familiarity a bit, as I imagine I could have discerned something from his choice of beach. Can beach selection quantify one's character in the same way as a Vegas vs. Atlantic City smackdown?

So now, the weekend after Memorial Day, we still haven't met up. We've been emailing back and forth, but haven't been able to nail down a time to meet. During this gap, I've noticed one thing about his emails that I find disturbing. Now, I understand that many people choose to employ the smily face :) at the end of (or throughout) emails, and occasionally the wink -- ;). These are fine; the inevitable outcome of the instant messaging generation, though I admit to a mild objection to the utilization of anything that has been pioneered by teenagers. However, I've noticed that at the end of every email, R takes the smile one step further and adds a bulbous nose, like so -- :0). For some reason, I find the use of this embellished emoticon alarming, particularly in a man. I liken it to constructing an bubble in place of the dot atop an i, or worse, a heart. In further support of my dismay, I noted that Yahoo IM, which elaborates each traditional shortcut smily into a funny artwork or animation, has chosen to transform :0) into a clown, a symbol of all that is evil and frightening about childhood.

Anyway, we'll see if we manage to meet up next week, which will undoubtedly reveal if my apprehension is justified.
 
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