Last Dance, Last Chance for Love
I’m a regular season ticket holder, but I have to admit, I am ballet’d out. It was a bit of overkill for me personally–nine ballets, ending with three ‘New Works Festival’ ballets comprised of ten brand new works commissioned specially…
Money Matters
I met him the week before Easter. Nothing to do with the matchmaking service. I was on my way to an underground supper club in Oakland close to the Berkeley border. We met at the door, walking in at the…
Best Date Ever
After work, I drove across the Bay Bridge toward Piedmont in Oakland. Even with a touch of traffic, I felt like I made it there in record time. I was one hour early. We were supposed to meet at 7….
He’s Gay
“Here’s your first match.” Amy, the CEO, handed me a sheet of paper. I looked up at her, surprised. “Already?” Her assistant had just finished reviewing the contract with me. “We’ve been thinking about him for you all along….
Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me a Match
I dropped $5,000 for a matchmaker. That’s right. 5 G’s. Straight up, wrote a check, signed my name, ripped the perforated line, and handed it over with a smile. Didn’t even bat an eyelash. No installment plan. No credit card…