So, how about your personal life?

All you faithful readers of this blog (and if you are reading this, you are one of a select few) probably wonder I never write about, like, my personal life. Well, for a couple of reasons. One is that one has to have a personal life to write about first. The second is that I have been more concerned with having a public personae concerned about public things than whining about whatever personal crap is occuring. But I have reached an impasse with my personal that is too juicy to keep to myself, although of course I am committing potential personal hara-kiri by writing about it here.

All you faithful readers of this blog (and if you are reading this, you are one of a select few) probably wonder I never write about, like, my personal life. Well, for a couple of reasons. One is that one has to have a personal life to write about first. The second is that I have been more concerned with having a public personae concerned about public things than whining about whatever personal crap is occuring. But I have reached an impasse with my personal that is too juicy to keep to myself, although of course I am committing potential personal hara-kiri by writing about it here.

My wont in my life, has been to cruise the International match sites looking for a potential foreign bride. I'm not going to go into the numerous reasons why here, but I can say that outside of one almost-engagement mostly it has been a series of failures for me (in that sense it bears an uncanny similarity to my dating life in the US). When I found I was coming back to the US, I started writing to women in China, since I was going to be on the west coast of the US, which is just around the corner, sort of. Anyway, I found myself in the rare position of having some very nice interesting women to write to. One, G____, lived in Shanghai and was 32, an office worker with some fun tastes.

G___ was interesting in several ways. She liked traveling, art, photography, she was educated and her English was good. She was also quite pretty. Of the ones that took an interest in me, she seemed like the most probable one for a good relationship. I even turned down a 25-year-old in favor of her, which my friend Gil said should get me kicked out of the man's club.

So I went to visit her in Shanghai over Thanksgiving. More to come