A date: Something to go on or is it just dried fruit?
Sometimes I think going on a regular date might be nice. When I refer to date, it is in the “going to a movie” or “going out to dinner” sort of way, not in the prostitute sort of way they refer to their clients as “dates”. Where does the modern gay man find dates other than at the bar? It seems our choices are somewhat limited.
Who reads craigslist for missed connections? Does that work? It seems like the “needle in the haystack” approach to me. Most of the posts are something like: ”We were shopping at the same store, I saw you, you saw me, what was I wearing and what did I have in my shopping cart?” Wow, that could be anyone! I think being more direct would probably be a better approach. I would rather just try talking to the potential date rather than some sort of cryptic cyberspace plea.
Once I made the mistake of putting something to the effect of “Looking for a date” in my gay.com bio line. It was met almost instantaneously with “A date is nothing but a dried up piece of fruit” by some bitter queen in the chat room. Ok, I did ask for that one I suppose.
Are all the dates literally dried up? Are most of us just moving from one trick to the next? Are relationships formed when a trick simply won’t leave the next day?
I know real dates exist, after all, I have gone on a few. Furthermore, I don’t really think that all gay men are as hopeless as the dried fruit one from the chat room. For those who know me best, they realize I don’t make myself readily available for dating, so it’s not as if I am disillusioned since I have not been actively pursuing it.
I would like to open up a discussion for readers of this blog to discuss their favorite dating spots. Where do you meet them? I am not referring to tricks, but where was the last place you met someone that you went out with on a date? Also, If anyone has a successful craigslist story, lets hear it!
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The last time I met someone, then went on a date with them was in 1995, my now-husband was walking down the street with his friends and I thought that he looked hot, so I randomly walked up to him and asked if he was gay, he grinned and said maybe, we then started flirting.
Out of all the dates i’ve been on (which is alot, as I used to be a slut), I seem to have got a good majority of them off the streets (that doesn’t sound too good), at gay bars/clubs and my favourite place, the beach. I also once got a date in a truck stop bathroom….yes an actual date. Not just sex. I know, I was shocked too.
Date ya? Mmm Hmmm, I’d welcome some of your Cherry, honey because you are very rare fruit! I wouldn’t need a Straw for yo’ Berry, because I’d lick your Mango till ya wuz drippin! I’ve shaved enough Kiwi Fruit to know that a good set of American Plums, like yours, are worth hangin’ on too!
You wouldn’t be Pine’ing for an Apple once you tasted my smoothie made with Banana mashed on your fine sweet Peaches! I have no Passion for Fruit if it aint a Peasha! And you know what the doctors say; you need 5, that’s Five portions a day! Peasha honey, You are gonnna be a busy boy!
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Hmm.. An interesting subject.
The last man I went on a date with, we met at a computer course when we were 16 and 17.
We went out for pizza, walked by the river, and spent a lot of time smashing up grapefruits with samurai swords (don’t ask!).
Since then, no dates. The internet seems the only place I’ve been able to meet people, and often the best people tend to live on opposite sides of the ocean.
I firmly believe that the spirit of romance and taking things seriously isn’t quite dead yet.. we just need to have a bit of faith and hard work.
On a side note, I’m not sure what a craigslist is.. the name rings a bell but, no answers are within my tired brain. Sorry if that means my post isn’t what you’re after.
Dates can be delicious when stuffed with goat cheese & almonds.
I’m still on my first proper date 16 years on. Although we had a bit of a break after the first few months, we managed to get together on a more permanent basis.
We met in a video store, me working there, and my partner the customer. After letting him ‘borrow’ some videos (why do I feel there are some people out there saying “what’s video?”), he asked me out to dinner that same evening after I closed up. A week later and we were having a dirty weekend in gay Mecca, or Brighton as it’s known in the UK.
However in the advent of movie downloads, I fear that meeting guys over a DVD and a bag of popcorn maybe near impossible.
You just need some confidence in yourself when you go out and I’m sure you’ll end up with the right fella.