"I Saw You"/Missed Connections ads

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Reply to: anon-43477325@[email protected]
Date: 2004-08-27, 10:09AM PDT

It was nice to be noticed by a guy driving a fancy car for once. I was pretty impressed by your TOYOTA SOLARA, is that a 1999? I saw the SLE badge on the side. I was walking down SUNSET BLVD when you pulled out of the BAJA FRESH parking lot. You rolled down your the passenger window without leaving your seat. (that's a great thing about automatic windows). I couldn't help but notice you also had LEATHER seats in that ride of yours... nice!

You noticed that I take great care of my body, with proper excersize and a low carb diet. You said I had a "Rockin ass". Thanks. You're pretty rockin yourself. Are those SIXTEEN inch rims? They look sweet on your car, and the spoiler is to die for. I also love the fact that you have a sunroof, nothing says class than a spending an extra couple hundred to get the options that matter.

Was that NERFHERDER coming from your deluxe sound system? Cool. I would love to cruise with you down SUNSET BLVD some night, maybe you could take me out to a nice restraunt... maybe RED LOBSTER or something?

Again, thanks for the comment on my rockin ass. But did you notice my firm, perky natural 34Ds I am sporting? Cause as you peeled away (front wheel spin outs are amazing) I heard you say "Sweet Rack".

Anytime you want oral or anything.. let me know.

Perhaps placing the ad serves more of a psychological purpose for the person placing it. I.e., it strengthens their resolve to try to break the ice the next time they're in a situation like that.

i am fascinated by them.

i clipped the best one i've ever read. it's at home, so i can't type it out here...but it was from a guy to a girl he sat next to on a train. it talked about how they quietly shared the same space & napped on one another. something about it was so intimate...and sweet and quite beautifully written for a missed connection.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-07-14, 1:40AM EDT

Where did you go? I went to you for 17+ years, and then you disappeared. I look like Tiny Tim again (now you know who I am!). Where are you now? (Or can anybody else tell me? It's for the greater good--you don't want me going out in public looking like this!)

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36322011

saw you at john barlycorn (frat boy-ish bar in chicago). you were wearing a button down shirt and a baseball hat. &c.

as though that would set apart one particular person in that bar?

nick: i think so, in a sense. it could also mean that you're just fascinated by people. but i think that with the missed connections in particular, there is a general feeling of romantic flights of fancy . . . and to a certain extent, aren't we all kind of curious about the people we meet in day-to-day situations?

A breath-taking brunette. Blue lace bra and panties. You asked, I said yes! Look under the bed for your gift and follow the instructions.

the other evening i was coming home on the train and i fell asleep b/t belmont and howard. when i woke up, sitting across from me was this beautiful woman who bore an uncanny resemblance to a long-ago girlfriend of mine. in my groggy confused waking-up-on-moving-train state i was about half-convinced it was her and sort of stared at her a few beats too long until she sort of stared back in that "what the hell?" way whereupon i snapped out of it and mumbled "oh you look like someone i know." (i mean there really were moments i thought it was her!) which embarrassed me because that's what everyone says when they stare at someone and are called out for it. anyway.

Wicker Park, Saturday afternoon. Me: Mae West meets Franz Kafka, journalling and reading intently but shy. You: Jeremy Irons less twenty years and not as gaunt. Was that an Eno t-shirt you were wearing? Would you come running to tie my shoes? My shoes didn't have laces, but my top did, a collar detail that you appeared to appreciate. Like to see if the rabbit runs around the tree two times?

i saw a nice looking guy in a blue pick up truck leaving the parking lot of lincoln village movies about 4:30pm. we kept looking at each other as he pulled off.i was standing by a van with a few people.

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Illinois Building Downtown. You were wearing a cute outfit fit for the office, but the curves god gave you, make anything you wear look hot. I wanted to go over and talk to you but I'm too shy, I felt a connection like nothing I've ever felt before and I should've approched you and said Hi atleast maybe tried to throw some game etc. Honestly this did happen and i did approach and meat a speacial woman we dated for 3 years and I loved her so much but my cheeting destroyed it all what can i say I was young and stupid.

Genius Bar. Your computer was bruised purple and green. Mine wouldn't turn on. Skinny kid, into music and hoodies, I can't remember what your shirt said, but it was vintage. I'd break my iPod to see you again.

i'm outta here.

have a good weekend everyone!

Don't know if that's been posted before.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-10-27, 10:06AM CDT

YOU WERE CARRYING A BAG OF FOOD ON YOUR SHOULDERS. YOU DRIVE A SILVER CONVERTIBLE. I WALKED DOWN THE AISLE YOU WERE BENT OVER AND I SAW YOUR PURPLE THONGS. YOU WERE DROP DEAD GORGEOUS.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-10-27, 3:45AM CDT

You are too cool for school with your ibook and thick brushed down dirty brown bangs. A crazy old woman fell on you, I watched you pissed off in the reflection of the widow. Although you seemed like a stuck up preppy boy, I wanted to say thanks for the entertainment.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-10-26, 6:14PM CDT

yeah baby, I'm your teacher in a graduate school program. Just Monday night I kept looking at you. Do you know what I was thinking about? Yeah, that's right. I love your face and smile. I want you. Write me baby. Won't say what school or profession, cause don't want to get me or you into trouble. Write me baby. Feel free to be explicit about what you want. I know I will. Oh yeah.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-10-25, 4:57PM CDT

Good, you clicked on the link! At least you know you're a meathead, and that's a start.

You were wearing your Powerhouse Gym sweatshirt, and were hanging with two sluts. Your legs were enormous, no doubt compensating for your pea-sized pecker and scrotum. You had a white trash haircut and beady little eyes. And, for added sex appeal, you shaved your body.

If you're not gay, and can actually read this, drop me a line. I'd love to meet up with you and your hooker entourage to teach you math, or phonics, or how to spell your name.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-10-24, 1:56AM CDT

I sincerely apologize for puking on the hood of your van. It seemed like a good place to do it at the time. But since your car is so new I'm sure it will wash right out. I am very sorry if the puke seeped into the space between the hood and the fender, and even more sorry if that puke settled on the top of your engine.

It wasn't very messy though, just a mixture of Guinness and blood.

frequently found rescuing pitifully small, mewing kittens from beneath the smoldering remains of overturned bigrigs, this very attractive young white guy stands 6 feet tall, weighs in at 165 lbs, goes to the gym, eats healthy food, and still manages to find time for fun outside of his incredibly busy schedule producing television, saving the world, and writing seemingly endless run-on sentences like this one (see above).

what he seeks in a woman is someone who is definitely over the age of 18, as he doesn't want to break any laws, and under, say, 35 or so. A woman who is uninhibited, fun, sexual, and likes to laugh would also help make this young attractive guy very happy. He isn't loking for women who are uptight or carry excessive baggage, so clergy, republicans, and lawyers perhaps need not apply. Sorority girls can also hold back their applications, unless they are frolicking and holding a pillowfight party.

rarely does he refer to himself in the third person, like Bob Dole, but this time it seemed appropriate. He isn't really necessarily looking for a longterm relationship, but if frequant bouts of casual sex leads to something more steady, then who could possibly complain? She doesn't actually have to be a poolhall tomgirl either. Tight pants are a plus.

he has a pic, is really very fun and normal, very attractive, really, and he would love to see a picture from you if you should be so inclined, along with a description of why you would want to hang around and whatnot.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-10-23, 4:04AM CDT

My friend and I got a bit excited and started talking loudly. We were next to you. You were on your laptop. You started packing your things, making it clear you were pissed. I apologized for us speaking loudly, because I thought we might have been.

You responded back sarcastically with a dirty look like an ignorant spunkbucket, saying something about "thinking you'd be able to study there- guess not". Well guess what ? It's a FRIDAY night, you're in a place where people were hanging out and talking loudly ALL AROUND YOU, so if you're going to pull a Liza Minelli attitude outta your ass, do it to someone who deserves it, not to someone who catches themselves and tries to apologize for it.

Sides which after you left, my friend told me she saw that you were checking out the crowd the last 1/2 hour and NOT studying, so I guess the studying thing was a smokescreen to people watch. Fine, who hasn't done that? But don't lie and try the righteous indignation diva act with me. Next time I'll just suggest you go home or bring your earmuffs if you want silence.

But then I study at home if I want peace and quiet. OR, if I'm REALLY into working, studying, reading, etc... I block everything else out. If I can't I won't get pissed at others because I can't OR I don't put myself in that environment to begin with. Go figure.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-10-22, 11:19PM CDT

You couldn't open an account for me today, but your smile made up for it. I thought you were strikingly handsome, but what to say in a proffessional environment like a bank? Are you single...?

~From the actress who just moved from an island...

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-10-22, 10:16AM CDT

We dated for like, 10 minutes in high school, and when it didn't work out I figured you were probably gay. And everyone was like, Heather, you just think he's gay because he's not into you. And I was like, yeah, so? But I was right, wasn't I? Anyway, I'd love to get a drink with you sometime and catch up. I would have said hi to you at the clinic but that would have been kind of weird.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-10-20, 9:55AM CDT

Dear Mr. Commuter Guy:

Don't you love it when the el gets crowded and we're all thrown together in one giant game of twister, all trying to hang on through the s-curves around North Avenue? I know I do. I love when we're all squished together like that and it gets all hot and I feel like I need to take a shower again before even walking into work.

I totally thought it was hot that you noticed that I've been working out. I mean, know that my legs are looking good, but I didn't realize that you could see that through my now-baggy pair of khakis. Thank you SO much for caressing them.

I know I told you to stop, and shot you a look... but you could probably totally tell that I was just being a tease.

When everyone got on at Armitage, you saw your chance. Man, I didn't know that someone could get so excited standing behind me on the el. I was so... fascinated that you would continue to rub up against my ass like that, and finally, I realized that you were saluting me with your little soldier.

You probably figured that I don't just let anyone do that, and you're right. I'm really picky.

That's why I turned around to deck you and missed, because you're all of 5'2". Thank God that you got off at Sedgwick, otherwise I would have had to dirty my shoes by kicking you upside the head. Instead I just loudly called you a skeev as you exited the train.

But you could totally tell I was still into you, right?! I think I'm going to go shower with Brillo pads.

Psycho.

Love,
S.

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2004-11-15, 3:15PM CST

This really isn't a missed connection seeing that I banged you on Saturday night but I don't know your last name. Jennifer you are a tall hot Blonde from downstate Illinois. You work as a waitress at some bar but I forgot the name. I really wish I could have gotten to know you better, sorry I didn't see you off, I guess thats why....

You fucking stole my TV. What the fuck...that thing is like 15 years old and doesn't even have a remote....

But I kind of need that back. See, It's my girlfriend's and she will be coming back into town tomorrow.

Have a heart.

this is in or around Roscoe Village
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Anyway, hope this finds you and that we eventually find each other again in the very near future.

Chloe

But on the off chance you're looking for more, give me an email.

this is in or around Rohnert Park

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this is in or around southside

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Late Sunday evening, Damen Avenue. You rode past my friends and me on your bicycle full of fun. Said you'd be back to get us, but we were on the move. You know how it is. I'll die a happy woman if I can get a ride on that thing just once this summer. Hell, I've even got a set of ears to match.

this is in or around Damen Ave

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2005-07-05, 2:28AM CDT

i was with my guy friend and we were being obnoxious as hell. a guy sitting to my right wanted to make conversation and we did for a bit, but i knew you kept looking at me (i'm the girl in I SUCK AT MATH shirt). you didn't approach but you did smile everytime i left. i was even making fun of a deranged man sitting next to you for him drinking cough syrup with water.

you smiled at me a lot. were you trying to tell me something? i wish you had spoken up...

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2005-07-04, 10:56PM CDT

Well, I really wanted to talk to you. It's not often I see women wearing Chucks and reading the Economist. It was definitely the hottest thing I've seen all week. My cheesy pickup line was to be to ask you "if there was anything interesting in this week's Economist." See, I know its a weekly! I read! And I know its cheesy.

But I also think it's odd to hit on a person on a filled Metra. So I said nothing. Well, perhaps you'll read this and perhaps you'll email me.

this is in or around Chicago

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2005-07-04, 9:05PM CDT

You were the waitress for me and my friend at this restaurant. I don't know if you thought she was my girlfriend, but she is just a friend. You complimented her on her nails. I talked to you and told you I had not seen you working there before, but that must have been because I've been going there on weekdays. You were so friendly, and had such a pretty smile. I thought of it over the weekend. "IF" you see this, maybe we can get coffee.......

Brunette with glasses leaving Empty Bottle 11:30 sat. night. - m4w

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Reply to: [email protected]
Date: 2005-07-03, 4:13PM CDT

We stared at each other you unlocking your bicycle,me on a motorcycle. You were quite beautiful,and I regret not talking to you,but I had to go walk my dog. Nice pants by the way.
How about coffee sometime?

In conclusion, I think I love you. Let's kiss.

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maybe it was your short, shaggy brown hair. maybe it was because you dressed like young girl in the victorian-era. maybe it was your limp. maybe it was that you were eating grapes. i don't know. but if i may be so bold, you're cute and i want to bone you good.

Tuesday, noon, eastbound Fullerton bus. I sat pristinely in my pressed shirt and tie en route to job interview. You in your skintight black jeans and white t-shirt proclaiming an entertaining variety of pro-Puerto Rican slogans. Our eyes met and the gaze we shared transcended any cultural boundaries society would wish to impose upon our burdgeoning romance. I could tell by the jaundice in your skin that my piercing blue eyes and shocking pallor were twisting your insides in such a profound fit of ecstasy. Even so, I was taken aback when you suddenly rose to make a swift exit, unable to contain your glee, and bestowed SOMEONE ELSE with the contents of your stomach brought on by the rapture of our unspoken amor. The cruel pace of our unrelenting bus driver prevented me from following you out to the curb and left me to ponder why I was not the one to receive the angelic outpouring.

I stopped by the Home Depot on my way home and purchased a bucket. If you feel the same way, let me know and I'll also bring over some ginger ale.

Sure, some of them become their own weird threads, often becoming more awkward. Others are just, well, damn.. again, not exactly sad, but just these loneliness indicators that I can all empathize with too easily (once upon a time.. i'm happily lonely now.)...

I'm not sure they work as much as provide a way for people to just get something out, instead of letting these missed connections linger in the brain, even if 99.999% of them don't resolve. And I guess it depends on the city, but while most of them are written by guys (as noted by andy on another thread), it isn't a vast majority by any means. anyway...

It looked like you were enjoying several chili cheese pups...maybe a krystal chick. I was the one eating a slider with cheese, and the cheesey fries....yeh, I was the one who had cheese dribbling down my chin. When I went up for pie you must of left, looked like your friends were in a hurry. I'd love to chat and see if there's anything here. Maybe we can share a sackful. Please reply with your picture.

;__;

I just posted a missed connection for a girl based on the burger she ordered.

"EASTSIDER BURGER our specialty, a bacon cheeseburger with ham, mushrooms, tomatoes and onions"

Clearly we are meant to be.

OK that is cute. I used to read these all the time sin the hopes of being in one. ha.

I always read these, once I saw one and was fairly sure I knew the guy as it said his profession and was a v unusual Irish name. I didn't bother telling him someone out there loved him! Figured if they'd spoken in a bar he had ample chance to act. Do people often actually exchange meaningful glances on public transport? I think this has happened me like twice ever...sometimes I guess on the tube in London if someone is sitting opposite you there's a mini staring match....but it doesn't mean much!

I wonder the same, Ronan. I think you have to actually be willing to talk to strangers to qualify for one of those ads, which rules me right out.

i used to wonder if people were meaningfully glancing at me but then i realized they were probably just looking at my weird freak eyebrow.

tbh your weird freak eyebrow is kinda rad looking and not something to be ashamed of imo

oh i'm not ashamed at all!
lady waxing my brows last week was like 'i could dye this for you' and i was all 'no wai!'

i saw one once and i realized it was posted by a friend of mine, aimed at a girl we had been walking alongside in a prop 8 protest.

i am right behind you - m4w - 27 (mt vernon (12 inches away))
Date: 2009-09-15, 6:34PM EDT

i am 12 INCHES
behind you
in the starbuck line.
you have hair and pretty.

(sent from my iphone)

you have hair and pretty.

Ah, the joys of illiterate stalkers.

i am 12 INCHES
tall
otherwise i'd say hello

i am 12 INCHES
tall
Please don't back up suddenly

LOWES on thur maybe friday - m4m
Date: 2009-09-27, 10:50PM MDT

you were a grat looking white guy, I asked if you were from New Mexico, told me that you were but still i though that you were from another stae. What was that state, or what was your name??? I know and hope that you remember.

GIRL IN BLACK SUV ON 605 FRWY - m4w (LOS ANGELES)
Date: 2009-09-29, 3:45PM PDT

I THINK YOU WERE DRIVING A BLACK FORD EXPLORE WITH SOME TATTOO ON YOU ARM. I AM THEY GUY IN THAT WHITE PICK UP. LOST YOU ON THE 5 FRWY.

beautiful hipster girl in downtown orange - m4w - 24 (orange)
Date: 2009-09-18, 8:44AM PDT

around 5:45 i was sitting on a bench in downtown orange, right in front of the bagel me and the karate studio, and you walked by w/ your friend. i was probably texting or something and wasn't paying attention to my surroundings but i looked up when you walked by and couldn't take my eyes off you (good thing i was wearing my sunglasses ). you were the most beautiful girl i had seen in, like, forever. you were wearing sunglasses and jean shorts and i think a plaid shirt. i think i could totally write electropop power ballads about you.

the bagel me?

reading that last one makes my skin crawl

http://www.yelp.com/biz/bagel-me-orange

i think i could totally write electropop power ballads about you

Ugh... Even if it's meant to be "funny", I mean dude, you've gotta know it is not!

Makes for a screen name though... (ponders)

the bagel me and the karate studio

i was crestfallen when one of these missed someone on the corner by my apartment but it was for a "blonde handing out papers" not a blonde doing something else

to the blonde hating ridiculous awesome shit - m4w

lol i was hoping it would say "walking fast" or "looking angry"

i'm convinced that every semi-attractive and above female working in the service industry in a major city has had at least one missed connection posted for them.

i always feel bad for the ones who have their name and place of business put on the post. they're just gonna get clowned and it's also kinda creepy, like couldn't you just go back to the store, dumbass?

sexy brunete at Lyers club - m4w - 28 (DMi)
Date: 2009-09-13, 8:27PM CDT

hay hun;
We wuz chilli8n at the place and i seen you with your freinds...i saw you see me and i think your fine. i was the stocky guy wearing the small tapout shirt and i had a chain wallet to. you was wearing a shirt with some stuff on it and a dress and shoes. i really want to get wit you girl so holla and tell me what i wuz wearing and where we was at.

http://orlando.craigslist.org/mis/1396290638.html

oh my gosh that photo is the exact person I was imagining right after he dropped the Cthulu ref.

Why does anyone think this is a good thing to say: Smoking doesn't bother me. Thin... well, I know there are a lot of men
out there that enjoy women that have the physique of 10 year old boys.
I am not one of them. The only constant is change. Your blue eyed
comment has the photographer in me piqued.

Ugh I know guys like that.

Nerdy Punk Rock Girl at Downtown 24 Hour Fitness Yesterday circa 3:30 - m4w (24 Hour Fitness)
Date: 2012-11-08, 11:49AM PST

You:
Vaguely nerdy/vaguely punk rock girl with blonde hair wearing glasses, a pair of outrageous red shorts and a green tank top. You have tasteful matching tats on your arms. AND YOU ARE SCRUMPTIOUS.

Me:
Unshowered Walter White-lookin' motherfucker.

You were on the elliptical machine and I was on the treadmill directly behind you sneaking glances and trying to figure out a way to secretly take a pic of your tremendous ass with my cellular telephone. Maybe you saw me leave the gym and immediately walk across the way to the Famima!! convenience store to buy a Vanilla Coke (260 calories) and 2 Krispy Kreme donuts: New York Cheesecake (320 calories) and Chocolate Iced Kreme Filled (360 calories). Or maybe you saw me washing down those donuts with that Vanilla Coke as I stumbled around downtown, thus negating the 2 tedious hours I spent on various machines yesterday. That's right, I cheated on my diet. . .hope you like bad boys!!! ;) ;) ;)

Let's get down to brass tacks: I'm looking for a workout buddy. Originally, I was gonna ask the stocky dude wearing the Napalm Death t-shirt but then I saw you, you goddess, you! I want you to be my fitness wench.

We'll use elliptical machines next to each other and coo words of encouragement when necessary. You'll spot me and I'll spot you. Emboldened, I'll link hands with you as we climb our respective Stairmasters toward heaven. . .

Later, we will head on over to my apartment deep in the heart of MS-13 territory to continue our workout IN THE BEDROOM. We'll start off with some light kissing. . .and then some heavy petting! Mutual oral pleasuring will commence (this exercise burns exactly 69 calories), after which I will climb on top of you and do some push-ups. Up next: squat thrusts! Now it's time to blast those glutes! NOW IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO LEAVE. >;(

Location: 24 Hour Fitness
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I actually know the author of this one, btw.

I want you to be my fitness wench

gee I wonder if she'll contact him O_O

What a catch!

That is brilliant!

Cute Girl Reading Arrest Warrants on G Train

NOW IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO LEAVE. >;(

This shit is either clickbait or the provenance of adolescents

Many years ago I worked for a reasonably well-regarded alt-weekly and part of my job was to proofread, lay out, and paste up the classified sections. This included the traditional WSM/WSW/MSM/MSW personals, a just-friends category, Adult Services, the lawnmower-for-sale stuff, bassist seeks band, band seeks bassist, and of course I Saw You.

While personal ads occasionally offered some quality lolz, I mostly found constant contact with them depressing. Desperation, earnestness, longing, loneliness, argh. And then simultaneously archness, arrogance, self-conscious striving, and snark. Sometimes both in equal measure in one tiny ad!

The trivially slender threads on which people base a potential connection. Hey, we both like the Barenaked Ladies or Fassbender (or whatever), so let's set ourselves on the path to yoking our lives together forevermore and creating babies. Gah. The way people apparently think a half-handful of words will encapsulate what is most valuable about themselves. And they seem sometimes like superficial trifles. Free jazz, long walks on the beach, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, pina coladas, getting caught in the rain, yadda yadda.

But then, pursuing romance in more conventional ways is just as hit-or-miss. I like the way you move on the dance floor, so it follows that you'll probably be a good mother to our children. Our best friends are in the same book club so I probably won't hate the way you load the dishwasher when we're 48. You were the other smart/attractive person in my Shakespeare class, so you'll probably exhibit wise judgment when I am dying and it's time to decide when to cut off life support.

About "I Saw Yous," then. I have certainly heard of cases of people finding the person (or at least convincing themselves that they had). In light of the generally capricious and haphazard way the fates work? Eh, it's as good and as bad as anything else, so why not? I did once catch a moderately memorable typo: a man of Ethiopian heritage saw a beautiful woman on the subway and he suspected she was also from east Africa, possibly Somalia, and the text read "Salami?"

i'm thinking he meant it

“ You struck up a conversation with me as you were leaving, expressing your concern over packages falling out of your cart. Then I was called away but wish we could have talked more. Older white man with beard. Message me if you see this.”

aww,hope you and Michael McDonald can connect again somewhere down the line, calstars

How do the fools survive ?