Most would probably agree with my thinking. Until another friend of the bunch questioned his motives behind the date: Short. Cheap. Impressive.
I had to confer with the male species to see if this “fake” art interest could potentially be possible. He agreed!
“Oh, the art gallery date is perfect! She thinks you’re cultured, smart, and it doesn’t cost any money. And unless you’re going to CMA, you’re outta there in less than an hour, if she sucks.”
All in unison, say “Ew!”
Adding some more unnecessary information to the post, here’s how I got asked out on my most recent “first” date: (some information has been changed to hide the ugliness)
BB (via email “The Guy”): Mel, any chance you would want to go to XXXXX with me? I guess I should ask if you are single first… Your Secret Admirer
Mel (via re: my real email): Well, this is certainly an interesting email… Any more info to share?
BB: so are you single?
Mel: Ok. So I see we have a fun little “game” going on. I’m not currently seeing anyone.
BB: no game— I just wanted to see if you would go to XXXX with me. I am a complete stranger. You never met me. So I know this is weird and all…. but you are hot and guys do silly things for a chance to take out a hot chick.
Mel: …how do you know me?
BB: read about you in Cleveland Magazine… next saturday. or would the whole thing be too awkward?
Mel: Ok, question: The Cleveland Magazine article came out last February… what took you so long? LOL
BB: What took so long for me to grow a set of balls? Well you were with some guy, then another, and in that space of time I was with someone. Now I am free, just tested the waters to see if you were free… and there you have it.
Mel: Well, haven’t had myself a blind date in a while. LOL Count me in… and then, I guess, fill me in on all the details.
BB: Tomorrow I will send you a picture. I have to do a lot of air brushing on it tonight
Mel: Feel free to send a picture along.. should be enjoyable. I can critique your mastery of photoshop. 
