Well I had a blind date last night. Oy Vey. Can you spell DISASTER? He expected me to pay half! I just thought that was wrong, wrong, wrong! There were one of two things going on: He either felt as repelled by me as I did by him, OR, he is one miserable unit. We didn't talk - I talked. Rather I blathered. This guy did everything he could to not talk about himself. I didn't realize how much of a disaster it was until I got away from him. More later....