Blind Date

Last week, my friend J sent me an email and asked me if I wanted to meet a friend of his, M.  M was supposedly very cool… described as: “funny, very smart, well educated, and has lived in NYC, Chicago, DC and now 4 blocks away from you in SF.”  Awesome, I thought we have a lot in common.  This would be an awesome time to meet new people and friends living in SF, since it seems that every potential love interest I have at the moment lives either across the country, in Germany or in Singapore.  I thought I did my diligence… J sent me a picture of M from an event they went to together sometime last year. M was not excruciatingly good-looking, but he was handsome with dark eyes.  J gave M my email and we exchanged a few pleasantries.  Spur of the moment last night, we decided to meet this morning at my favorite restaurant in the hood, Mission Beach Cafe for brunch.  Well, that’s about all the good stuff you’re going to hear.  If you’re opposed to hearing about me making fun of someone, stop reading now.