At this stage in my dating career, I thought I had heard every plausible, lame excuse for ending a relationship.
“I don’t see this as working.”
Yup, heard it. Many times, in fact.
“It’s not you, it’s me.”
Standard line, but I appreciate the intent to be kind and gentle.
“I need to focus on my career.”
In today’s economy who doesn’t?
But recently someone superseded the ridiculous and unloaded the granddaddy of reasons for a breakup: “You watch Oprah.”
Posted in My So Called Romantic Life, Rants & Ramblings
Tagged Dating, Dr. Seuss, Gandhi, Hank Aaron, New York City, Oprah, relationships, romance, Single mom, television
When it comes to music legends, I maintain a double standard: I can get old and wrinkly. They can’t.
My rock and roll self wants to believe that Bob Dylan, Mick Jagger and Roger Daltry will never be inflicted with such common man conditions as heart disease and diabetes. Overdosing is to be expected, but to admit to overactive bladder? No way, man!
Posted in Rants & Ramblings
Tagged Betty Ford, Bob Dylan, Hank Aaron, Michael Jackson, Mick Jagger, New York City, Riverfront Coliseum, rock and roll, Rod Stewart, Roger Daltry, Single mom