Half-naked men just don't entice me enough ...

I've been checking out online dating recently and I've made an interesting observation.

Why do so many men expect me to travel to them? What ever happened to men doing the chasing?

I'm not keen on long-distance, been there, done that ... These relationships all too often end up in frustration and broken hearts unless some master plan is concocted that successfully places the two lovebirds in the same general vicinity.

I'm not cynical, I'm just realistic. And sorry, phone sex just doesn't cut it for me.

An English chap started writing to me not too long ago and when I told him that I wasn't interested in anything long-distance, he replied:

"canada is not far... you just go to a concrete building, get in a silver tube, sit there for six and a half hrs and lo and behold you're in mooseland... you can always come this way... "

Yup, there you have it ... nary a phone call and he's suggesting I blow a huge wad on money to visit his torso (the only pic he would send me).

What do you think, folks ... is it worth the time, effort and money to visit this half-naked man?

Hmmm ... decisions, decisions ...

Nah.

So onto the next profile. This fine fella works out at the gym ...

And obviously wants all the girls to know this ...
Note to men:

If you are planning on doing the internet dating route, please DO NOT post half-naked photos of yourself. Though you may prefer to see us women posing half-naked in lingerie in our profile pics, we actually prefer a well-dressed man oozing with confidence in his. Save that hot bod of yours for strutting your feathers at the gym as you compete for the position of Highest Testosterone Level.

You're "G.U."!

I caught up with a friend the other day and we got to talking about chance meetings on the road and the possibility of these leading to real relationships. How often can they actually work?


I suppose there are many factors to consider, including compatibility and of course, the obvious ... emotional, intellectual and sexual attraction ...

Zute then went on to tell me about how he'd met a particularly interesting woman while travelling on the 401, the highway that runs from Toronto to Montreal. On that horribly bleak and rainy evening, the two had met at a rest stop, and needing a break from the difficult driving conditions, they settled down to a very long cup of coffee.

Turned out they shared common interests and related to each other quite well, both having lived through similar life experiences ... and there was evident attraction ... but what didn't work?

Zute: "I was G.U!"

Sally: "What's that?"

Zute: "Geographically unsuitable."

Yup, he never had a chance, living a seven hour drive away. Which makes me wonder ... how do people do long distance relationships?

Personally ... I've been there, done that, don't want to do it again. I want to be able to hold my guy at night when I'm feeling affectionate, or be held when I've had a hard day. Cauliflower ear just ain't the same ...