Saving Love Lives the World Over
I’m interrupting posts on punctuation today because it’s Monday, and there’s a new Breakup Girl comic online. For fear of being overly self-promotional I haven’t pointed to the site yet, but isn’t that really reverse discrimination? You know I’m the champion amoureuse of comics, superheroes, humor, love, and justice. So you can appreciate how psyched I am to be a superhero sidekick. Now when my keen eyes spot the intersection of technology and romance, I post on breakupgirl.net.
Every Monday there is a new comic, story by Lynn Harris (aka Breakup Girl, advise columnist at MSN.com, regular contributor at Salon.com, and author of Death By Chick Lit
Posts throughout the week cover all manner of topics and tangents, and can be counted on for their insight as well as entertainment factor. Right now for instance, Chris has posted a link to a blog I just fell in love with called “Lady That’s My Skull” and a post to a word search game of the occult: “Help, Doctor Strange!”
It’s all good stuff, and it’s all part of my ongoing mission to change the world.
You know I mean it when I say I love you guys. Just the excited emails I got about semicolons were enough to fill my heart to bursting. I had to google the spelling of verklempt…
You’re my bunnies, for reals.
And remember today’s Breakup Girl message — closure is up to YOU.
OK, I put on my game face and read Break Up Girl’s column re Who Pays for the Date. She got it wrong. Here’s how a mensch plays it: Whoever initiates the date pays, unless it is the woman, in which case the man pays. (Forgive me for being so hopelessly hetero here… I reckon if I were to go on a date with a dude we could Indian leg wrestle for the tab. Or sumpthin.)
That’s very cool! Many moons ago, I volunteered with Lynn at a pro-choice group. She’s the best.
Yeah, Lynn’s awesome, a real pro too.
Hah, Sharky, I had to read that a couple times… in which case the man pays. I like the way you think, that’s pretty ideal.
Back in my militant youth (battle of the sexes) I’d never let a date pay for me, even after (for example) dating for two years. Felt so fair and simple. While I’m still in favor of self-reliance, I like that sort of graciousness when one person pays for another in certain situations.
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