I’ve sure had some exciting dates in my time. Maybe I should write a book! For now I’ll just pick one at random. I was on a plane to New York and I sat next to this girl, her name was Rosalyn. We hit it off (thanks to my excellent charm. Then again I was single for several decades) and we visited each other a couple times during my trip. The last date I had with her we were at this pasta dinner. She ended up stealing my wallet and almost got away until the cops arrived. Turned out she was a pickpocket! I got my wallet back though and went back to the den of singledom. But hey, that’s life!