sometimes just dippin' a spoon right into the pb & then the j is the way to go. and/or vice versa. on a side note, i really like my sandwiches cut diagonally, on the bias. with both sweet pickles and dill on the side. toss in some peperoncini & bob's your uncle. otherwise, i'm not super-picky. we're all creatures of habit to some extent, right?

am not a fan of oscillation. it creeps me out. i don't like cold then hot, hot then cold. at least not all that much.

hate paring knives. talk about scary!

i don't get why my only options are whether my future ex-bf should be within 75 miles or within 20,000 miles. even 25 miles is too far for me.

it doesn't matter to me if we have the same music and movies in common. am assuming most men my age aren't doo-wop afficionados. your favorite movies likely don't include "grease" and "saturday night fever," tho we may well have "jaws" in common.

i'd prefer to share new experiences with someone instead of having everything in common. plus, do music and movies really matter that much in terms of defining a person? in terms of compatibility? i say not. at least not for me.

hell, i'd even be willing to meet a yankees fan...(editor's note: i wrote that BEFORE they won the whirled series. now i'm not so sure i'd sink that low.)

i'd like a drive-by to see if there's any mutual attraction/interest; if so, we'll park our cars and get on with the date; if not, well then, we can both just save some precious time.

great 2nd date: a dodgers game followed by a Trivial Pursuit (TM) death-match.