Sep 172015

I’m walking down the street, and I do a double-take at a woman. Who is she? Do I know her? She’s not striking, not gorgeous. She’s attractive, though. I scratch my head. She doesn’t seem to know me. In fact, she doesn’t seem to notice that I exist. I take a few more steps, and […]

Aug 212015

We’ve been interacting on Tinder for about a week. Her profile has three photos. They’re all of her in the same yummy, slinky dress. Her hair is jet black. Her eyes, almond-shaped, are, I think, brown. (It’s hard to tell in the single close-up.) Her lips are gorgeous, rounded, full. Her smile is sly, a […]

Apr 142015

Recently, a Tinder woman used me as masturbation fodder. There’s nothing wrong with this, of course, except that she disappeared shortly after she came, she lied about her intentions, and was gone without saying bye. When she left, we had notional plans to meet, and she had promised me very much. I should say, I […]

Mar 192015

She’s very, very sexy. Long, flowing, curly, thick, lustrous black hair. Early on, she told me she was proud of her hair and she has every right to be. It’s very sexy. She can count the number of partners she’s had on one hand. She was married for a  long time. She’s just now waking […]

Mar 062015

She’s young. Younger than I usually am drawn to. We met on Tinder, and she promised me much. She delivered a tantalizing tease, and then vanished. She resurfaced, days later, in a hospital bed. She’d fallen, hard. Broken bones. Laid up. We exchanged words, but not so many pictures, for a bit. And then, she […]

Mar 032015

I really like Tinder. It’s gotten me laid a lot – and allowed me to meet some interesting people. But their business model and behavior is just odious. And ripe for competition. They’ve just introduced on my phone their new pricing strategy – $20/month (!) if I want to like more than some relatively small […]

Feb 132015

Hi, Your Tinder profile has been flagged and reported for inappropriate / offensive photos. Your account has been deleted. Best, Tinder Team

Jan 192015
She doesn’t know me

But she understands me. She tells me my blog is “meticulous smut,” and within three minutes of her first message, writes, “It’s like you couldn’t decide whether to be a sex addict or OCD so you split the difference.” And then… then… She tells me my blog reminds her of a scene in “No Country […]

Jan 192015
The lure of ambivalence

There was lots of back and forth. She was interested, then not. Then again, then not. She’s sexy – strawberry blonde/reddish hair. She sent super-hot pictures. Then she stopped. Then she started again. Then she told me she couldn’t any more. Because Sony. (She became anxious about her account’s being hacked, her nudie shots being […]

Jan 012015

I want it to work. I really do. But so far, if it does work, it doesn’t work for me. The idea’s sort of cool, if sort of creepy: it’s sort of like Tinder, but, instead of swiping based on being within 5, or 25, or 100 miles of someone, you swipe based on actually […]