ZenKinky and the Art of (Not Finding) Love on the Internet

So, what happens when you post a picture of yourself in a Star Trek outfit on a free online dating site? When I say “you,” I really mean “me,” specifically the me who had, like, five dates all through high school and is surprised to receive emails from ZenKinky and SuperBob and Mutant-in-the-Buff wondering when they can beam up. I’m not making this up. Within these pages is a memoir of my post-twice-divorced dating misadventures, wherein I… ...go on some, er, interesting dates ...discover a penchant for drama and overthinkyness ...get stood up via text message ...fall madly in Like with Exotic Genius Man, whose talk of databases, time travel, and Julie Andrews tickle my Nerd heart (bummer about that secret estranged wife in Canada) ...try to figure out why a smart, gentlemanly SWAT-team cop seems – aside from riding a Harley and having a bunch of tattoos and breaking down the occasional door to rescue hostages – a little too “normal” for my taste ...and realize that, basically, I suck at this.