Showing posts with label Blogging and Dating. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blogging and Dating. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

The Problem with Fairy Tales

I was going to resist the temptation of talking about Kim Kardashian's divorce all together. I made it through the first day when  Ryan Seacrest broke the news on twitter and #thingslongerthankimsmarriage became a trending topic. I made it through the second day when Mashable recapped the most dramatic tweets in reaction to the end of her 72 day sabbatical marriage. But today when she published a blog post about the split in her own words I decided that I was finally allowed to open my mouth. Of all the statements she makes the one that I highlighted below annoys me the most.



Falling in love is easy. Staying in love is hard. Fairy tales emphasize the falling in love part, the part where you have sex twice a day and get butterflies in your stomach when you see that person's name in your inbox. But that's not really the part of love that needs romancing. The more significant part of a relationship comes after the altar and after you ride off into the sunset, or in the case of my favorite movie, a lawn mower (bonus points if you know I'm talking about Ronnie Miller). And that's the problem with fairy tales, they place importance on the wrong part of a relationship and end where the real story begins. Damn you Snow White and Taylor Swift!


Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Trashing Your Ex Online

No one has ever gotten in trouble for talking sh*t about their ex, but if you write sh*t about your ex, well that's a different story. This week a man named Anthony Morelli, from Bucks County, PA was ordered to take down his blog because of the negative things he was saying about his ex wife.  The blog titled The Psycho Ex Wife--attracted 200K visitors per month and provided a forum for people to share stories about their PEWS (psycho ex wives). While he didn't mention his ex wife by name, he included biting comments about her appearance, personality and child rearing skills. See below for an excerpt.

She’s on the precipice of 40 and probably looks all 50-years of it. Imagine if you will, Jabba The Hut, with less personality. She spends her time ... drinking her days away bemoaning her victim status, when she isn’t stuffing the children with fast food, buying them toys, or pushing them towards the TV or computer.

While his primary defense is freedom of speech, this still feels like adult cyber-bullying, since he is not blogging anonymously. Plus he has two kids aged 8 and 10, who can clearly access the internet and read what he is saying. Can't he just get his issues out in a healthier forum--like a bar? What do you think? Is this guy a total a-hole or is it his constitutional right to use his blog to trash talk his ex?

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The New MILFs...

I assume that any one I date is going to do their diligence and e-search me via Facebook and Google -- I actually find it flattering. But what can be unflattering is when the moms of romanTECH interests follow suit and do the same.

Now don't get me wrong, though my mother would never join "MyFace" or "Spacebook," I love and support these new MILFs (Moms I Like to Facebook) and enjoy the novelty of posting inside jokes and virtual thank you notes on my friend's moms' pages that have recently joined. "Dear Ann - Missing you and the lazy river. Now only if you'll sign the adoption papers."


But when my STEADY and EXTRA special romanTECH interest revealed that his mom is on Facebook and has searched my e-dentity online, I had a mild melt down. Maybe its because my profile pic features another guy nestled against my chest and if you google me the first thing that comes up is a spirits publicist profile where I state that it takes 3 drinks before I get "tipsy." And you thought the "about me" section on your now defunct Friendster profile revealing that your words to live by are: "work hard, play hard" was embarassing.

Now I know what you're thinking: "don't worry about your Facebook, worry about this blog." And your mostly right. But I feel like its hard to compartmentalize these days, so if she is reading my Facebook then she has likely found her way here and all I can say is: can't wait to see you on Saturday, let me know if I can bring dessert.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Putting the ate into Date...

On a lark the lovely people at Michelin let me test drive their new 2009 restaurant guide in exchange for a little taste of the NYC dating scene. My observation: dating in Manhattan yields many text messages, IMs and Facebook wall posts but not that many appetizers, main courses and desserts. To find out what happens when my dates go beyond 3 vodka sodas, check it out:
Michelin Guides




Special thanks to my 3 HDs (hot dates) for being such good sports. Hugs: best first date ever. Franks: don't kill me. P-did: glad we got some QT, cutie. XOXO

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Good Thing I Was Hugged As A Child...

...to survive those comments! Wowza, you all are gangster. "She-mails" (guys posting as girls), friends and frenemies included. But that's why they don't call it the "blahhh"-gosphere...If, however you are still feeling enraged by the days' comments, take a time-out and read: Case of the Mistaken Text. I promise you'll feel better.

But as a quick point of clarity for some readers that may have missed it: I definitely don't consider myself an expert, but rather someone who is discovering, commenting and often laughing at the state of romanTECH affairs today. Oh and even though its not about how I look: I <3 you Paul86. Reveal yourself ;)

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Things Were Not Meant to Get Ugly!

Wow I've been accused of being high maintenance, dim-witted and of course my favorite...actually having a penis. You guys are gangster! But I still love ya...

Anyway your impassioned feedback has sparked some interesting thoughts. It seems that people are seeing digital courtship from two different places. The first as digital foreplay: a means to an end of hanging out that ups the anticipation and can even accelerate the hooking up-age (oh no I didn't...but seriously if you've emailed back and forth at least a dozen times surely that should equal one date...I digress :). The second take seems to be more of the you've got mail variety: a phenomenon where people actually text message and e-mail as a replacement for hanging out when they can't make it happen. I prefer the first -- especially when you both live below 28th street -- but to each their own. Regardless of my preferences I think the digital courtship stops "clicking" when one person sees it as a means to an end (date) and the other is content with ongoing romanTECH interaction where their inbox is full, but bed is empty. That's my two cents anyway...

And ps: no one should feel judged or personally attacked (I swear I don't even after being likened to a hermaphrodite destined to die alone!) The posts are meant to discuss real-life issues about how all the communication we have at our disposal can ironically make it more difficult to really connect. XOXO

Thursday, May 8, 2008

No, I Won't Read Your Blog If We're Dating...

Thank you all for your concern! After my last post I got messages ranging from "A word of advice... Don't tell him about your blog. No guy wants his romantic entanglements used as fodder for random strangers" to "Don't be stupid," and I loved them all. But it was too late. During an email trail, I had sent said dude, I included a link to the blog and joked that he may wind up on it, which he eventually did. When I arrived to meet him at East Side Company (which I highly recommend), he was waiting outside on the phone. Great, I thought, I bet he'll also be checking the score of the Yankees game from under the table. But when we walked inside he revealed that the phone call was to his friend to catch up on my blog post from the day before, which surprise surprise, featured him. He laughed and told me told me he liked the entry. His eagerness was dare I say endearing. And "object of my a(tech)tion" is dare I say funnier written than said out loud. Hearing the words actually spoken made me want to down my cocktail faster than I could say Singapore Sling.

In any event the whole scenario got me thinking about dating and blogging. Is it like letting the person your seeing read your diary? What if they don't like what they read? But what if -- even worse -- they never even crack it open. I talked to one of my guy friends who dated a girl for more than a year who had a blog. He told me that he refused to read it. I -- automatically impressed with a chick who was blogging almost two years ago -- jumped to her defense and grilled him about his refusal. He told me that he didn't want to read about their relationship and that if he read all the other stuff they wouldn't have anything to discuss when they hung out. In one way it sounded like he was respecting her privacy in another it sounded like he was ignoring her. If your dating someone who won't read your blog are they going to want to hear what you have to say about your relationship or be there to listen to the important stuff, like when a bridesmaid dress doesn't fit?

In the days where we are all in constant contact via "OMGs" and bar addresses, but no one is really saying much, I welcome any form of communication that doesn't include all caps. And if your significant other doesn't want to read it then maybe the real writing is on the wall.