I meet a guy. I\’m pretty sure I like him because I haven\’t erased the message he left on my answering message. I call my machine from work and listen to it a time or two, smiling and blushing and feeling like a complete idiot.
The good news is that Roseanne may have finally found three nice Jewish boys as suitors for her three daughters. The bad news is that the boys live in England and the girls in Los Angeles.
It was a Saturday night, and after watching the Lakers defeat the Warriors, I had no plans.
Sandra Bullock, get out of my head. Look, it\’s nothing personal. I\’m sure you\’re a really nice person, and it\’s not like you\’re untalented. And despite the fact that I\’m not particularly a fan of yours, I seem to know everything about you.
It is Saturday night, and I\’m determined to have a good time.
Dear Jewish Journal: About five years ago, I ended a very serious relationship. I was devastated, but knew that my life could not end over this.
Girl meets clown.
Girl is fascinated by clown, who is a bona fide graduate of clown college and can walk on stilts.
Originally, I was dead set against online dating. True, a colleague met his fiancée in a chat room. And a friend of mine swears by JDate, the online Jewish singles matchmaking service.
It\’s past midnight, and I can\’t sleep. I call a friend back in San Francisco, a scientist I know who is really good at thinking
I had my qualms. Having endured every form of group torture in the name of uniting Jewish men and women, I initially resisted the Traveling Shabbat Singles ad.
