The Perfect Woman
One of the greatest mysteries in my life, besides how to program my Tivo, is why it\’s taking me so long to meet my soulmate.
One of the greatest mysteries in my life, besides how to program my Tivo, is why it\’s taking me so long to meet my soulmate.
In my San Francisco days, I once had a brief romantic affair with a mime. I was living in a house with lots of bedrooms, which were rented out to many different people. One of them was her, Angie, a young woman who each day would leave the house, go down to the park and do her mime thing, collecting dollars in a hat. I would tease her and we would flirt.