The joy of text mating dating and techno relating

Aren’t there men who need the encouragement in advance, to bolster their confidence that, if they ask, they’re assured a ‘yes’?

Or should we assume – a la “He’s Just Not That Into You” – that if he hasn’t asked you out by now, he’s not going to?

He’s funny, and it’s “smart-funny,” not “stupid-funny.” (Plus, although he woulda been a contenduh even with his long curly hair, the new “clean-cut” style really brings out those eyes, that smile…) Even so, somehow I never thought of Evan as a SSOTM until I read his latest article in Match.com’s Happen Magazine, chronicling what it’s like to be the “Last Single Guy Standing“: Then I hit my mid-thirties.

I started to take stock of my methods and was forced to wonder whether I was my own worst enemy.

But in this case, I owe a debt of gratitude to a gossip website. Most recently, I’m in possession of the new and expanded edition of “He’s Just Not Into You,” and Kristina Grish’s “The Joy of Text,” which is about “mating, dating, and techno-relating.” (Not that any of my readers would know anything about …) I’ve added them to a pile of books that I’m in the process of absorbing and processing for an article in Presen Tense Magazine.I don’t know what “soy sauce that wasn’t really soy sauce” is, but it does sound like Chinese food is involved. The book, which had espoused what seemed to amount to a plan of playing hard to get, was one of those things that grated: Could it be that simple and calculated, that it was all a game?Throw in Christmas and a movie and it could be about Jews, I suppose… How do you play a game without playing with your or other people’s emotions?” (Believe me, singles columnists hear that too.) So here he is, kids. Send your suggestions to Jdatersanonymous at gmail dot com.The first in my resurrected series of “Single Semite of the Month.” And the reluctant poster child for Valentine’s Day. And join our Facebook group to discuss suggestions and the decisions of the judges as SSOTMs are chosen…) Usually when I hear about a book like Eric Schaeffer’s “I Can’t Believe I’m Still Single,” I do an internet search for the publisher or PR agency, send them an email, and ask for a review copy so I can write about it in the Jewish Week.