I hate

getting set up.

Went sailing with friends today. They brought a friend. They thought I'd like him.
FCOL, he was maybe an inch taller than me. I like to look UP to a man.

I politely said 'no' when he asked if I wanted to go to a movie, begging off because I needed a nap before work.

Besides being short, he had no idea, no clue, and he was probably republican.

How could anyone not know who wrote The Notebook?

How could anyone NOT know what a blog is?

How could anyone not know that this country is in big trouble if we don't make change, and soon?

The only plus I could see was that he wasn't from this bob-forsaken state.