I am heading off to Chicago. Will be back Tuesday evening.
Happy Father’s Day!!!

Went to DeLorenzo’s for pizza this evening. Our waiter was not Mr. Weird John Beck which was quite a disappointment. (We missed you John!) The pizza was delicious as always. If any of you ever find yourselves in Trenton, do yourselves a favor and go to DeLorenzo’s for a sausage and mushroom pizza… you will die happy, I tell you!
eHarmony has been very slow. I received 8 matches and I sent 7 requests for communication. Only one fellow responded. Two actually rejected my request!?! I refuse to dwell on the rejection. Besides, the one guy had abnormally large ears and so it really was a relief that he rejected me. Before I sent Mr Dumbo the request for communication, I showed my mother his profile picture and asked for her opinion: “Should I send a request for communication? His ears are huge!” My mother replied, “Send him the request, I bet he’s a good listener.”

Day 4 :: 8 matches — no responses. Here are exerpts of 2 profiles that eHarmony has provided as soulmate material for me. Enjoy!
Profile example #1:

The three things which [Match] is most thankful for:
Family, Health, Life

The first thing you’ll probably notice about [Match] when you meet him:
My Unibrow

Profile example #2:
[Match] typically spends his leisure time:
Practicing the piano, reading, golf

One thing that only [Match’s] friends know is:
I have a great collection of stuffed animals!

I am not making this up!!! What is most distressing is that I opted to start communcating with both these gentleman.

Former UK Star Adam Ant Arrested After Stripping
LONDON (Reuters) – Former British pop star Adam Ant has been arrested after apparently running amok and stripping off in a London cafe.

Poor Adam! He is simply not doing well. I feel horrible for him and hope he gets the help that he needs.

Thank you for subscribing to eHarmony!

Dear Donna,
I want to sincerely thank you for becoming a subscriber and partner with us here at eHarmony. You have taken an exciting first step in what we believe is the best way to overcome the difficulties many of us face in finding and getting to know the right person for a lasting and happy relationship!

Yes, it is true that I have described my past forays into online matchmaking as pulverizing and disastrous. It is also true that I have been unattached for over 1 year. Throughout my life (minus a 5-year, long-distance relationship) I have been happily single. Having a boyfriend was never a goal or a need. However, as I get older, I am realizing that if I don’t act, I may find myself permanently alone. Dying a spinster isn’t my fear…. I can accept that couplehood just isn’t in my cards as long as I know that I at least tried to find companionship. And so I start my second year of trying. eHarmony seems like it is worth a go. If I get a date out of it, it will be worth the $100.00 membership fee. Plus, there is nothing that I like more than writing about my bad date experiences. (And I think you guys like reading about them.)
Let the games begin!

In celebration of Lisa’s birthday, Lisa, Audra, Anna, and I went to Montana West (a.k.a. The Greatest Country Night Club In The World!!!) to drink Miller Lite beer, line dance, and ride the Broncin’ Mother Bucker mechanical bull.
The line dancing didn’t come as easily to me as I assumed. It was really tough… and humbling. On two occasions I was pushed off the dance floor by the more “advanced” dancers. As the night dragged on and the Miller Lite kicked in, I gave up on the line dancing. Instead, I stood on the peripheral of the dance floor and let loose with an Ann-Margret inspired, thigh-slap, shimmy-dance (circa Viva Las Vegas). I ignored the stares and giggles.
I think we all had visions of ourselves riding the Mother Bucker until we saw it in action. I figured the bull’s operator would go easy, especially with a girl riding….. nope. I watched a poor girl hit her head on the bull’s head as it bucked her to and fro. If that wasn’t bad enough, she was then thrown clear across the room! Suddenly the Mother Bucker no longer seemed like a good idea.
I was amazed by the number of men at the club. Although, it was kinda odd how they all looked alike. They were all clad in matching black denim trousers and button down shirts with the top button buttoned. White cowboy hats topped off the ensemble. I noticed a few men ogling me but luckily no one approached me. The music, dancing, and beer left me feeling somewhat out of control and I had a feeling I might introduce myself as Billie Jean and demand the money for my brother’s trashed Motor Scooter. Fair is Fair!
Yeah, we had a blast. Can’t wait to go back!

A couple months ago, my spycam mysteriously stopped working. Finally after tinkering with it and finding no problem, I realized that it was my server rejecting the image because I had run out of Web space — 50 MB! My old geocities site had 15 MB and it was always more than enough so I couldn’t understand what was happening. In order to free space, I deleted the page I built to show my sister’s artwork and then I deleted my old Berlin vacation pictures. The strange thing was each time I freed space, within a few days, it would disappear. Last week I deleted my Christmas pictures and Mexico vacation pictures. Yesterday, I once again bumped up against the 50 megabyte threshold. Exasperated, I started hunting through every little folder. Finally, nested inside a folder nested inside another folder, I found a file that read: INBOX 22 MBs!!! Apparently, even though I deleted my donna[at]donnaville[dot]com mail account, the email was still somehow making it’s way in. I downloaded and deleted over a 1000 pieces of SPAM! Home loans, grow your penis safely and naturally, direct marketing tools, diet pills, etc…. My question is this: Does anyone respond to this crap? Obviously there is money to be made…. but where and from whom!?! And so, once again, I am stuck with this digital pollution invading my Inbox. Ugh!

I feel like I am living in an episode of Ground Force– all it does is rain! It seems as if all of May and now June has been under a dark cloud. Last night I dreamt I was outside in a huge field trying to outrun a dark, ominous cloud. I ran and ran, trying to stay under the blue sky; however, no matter how fast I ran, the dark cloud trailed me.
Friday is Lisa’s birthday. We are going to a big Country Western club to celebrate. Apparently I piqued Lisa’s curiosity when I told her about the Wild Horse Saloon and the Line Dancing Lessons I took when I was in Tennessee. It should be fun and different.

Gosh, Miss Elizabeth also recently died! She was another favorite of mine. She managed Macho Man Randy Savage. What is this world coming to when all the Wrestling greats are dying!?!?!

Legendary Wrestler “Classie” Freddie Blassie Dies
7:40 a.m. EDT June 3, 2003 – “Classie” Freddie Blassie, a well-known professional wrestler and manager from the 1950s and 1960s, has died of an undisclosed illness. Blassie was 85.

I loved wrestling back in the 80’s. My dad once took Lisa and me to a Hulkamania event at the Spectrum. We have an entire roll of film devoted to a tiny yellow speck in the midst of darkness…. that speck was Hulk Hogan. My particular favorites were Leapin’ Lenny Poppo (even though he was always the sacrificial lamb) and the tag team couple: Nicolia Volkoff and the Iron Sheik (Classie Freddie was their Manager!).

It is sad to see Classie Freddie die… I had no clue he was that old.