I guess I'm officially an Ohioan again. While I definitely miss Boston and its lack of stadium-sized restaurants, I am beginning to see the plusses of Cow-Town. On the list are free parking, drivers who believe in turn signals, and strangers who acknowledge my existence as we pass each other on the street. There was even a woman who tucked my shirt tag in for me at Panera! Granted, that was borderline creepy...
Please immediately contact me if you know the joy of complete sentences, will make an ass out of yourself for our mutual entertainment, and are ready for something real.
p.s. Why won't POF let me use apostrophes and parentheses in my key words? How else am I to wow you with my amazing grammar and spelling skills?!
Actually, I didn't love Paris. They weren't very nice to me there. I do, however, love Ms. Pacman and ping-pong, so if you can find a place that has either of those (plus beer), we're golden!
Sorry to have to add this, but please do NOT contact me if your user name (or photo!) is a reference to genitalia or coitus, or if you are suffering from the misconception that you are my daddy.