The bad: So many unsightly Google ads, I’d rather find love in a phone book.
The bizarre: One of the possible hobbies is “weather.” An extensive haircut section has over 30 options. The gist: Another site where non-paying members can only send brief, canned messages (one says “I like your profile, and would welcome further contact when you are divorced”). The good: Finally, one that doesn’t make my eyes bleed from its design.
It’s free to join and browse, but paying $17 for a one-month membership means you can actually (gasp! Five users express interest in me, but only one is on the West Coast, a vegan ecologist/drummer who lives several hours away.
At 36, he’s the youngest of the bunch (others range up to 60).
There was speed dating, then there was and then My Single Friend.com, but nowadays online dating is a world of psychedelic, unexplored territory – whether it be romance geared to tattoo-obsessives or sandal-wearing hippie naturists. Board of directors for the pet-lovers’ love-in includes a moggy called Blue, a golden labrador called Buddy and the treasurer Munschie, a Persian kitty.