The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

20 December 2006

Been there, in fact still there

Salon Books turns up this personal ad from the London Review of Books:

Shy, ugly man, fond of extended periods of self-pity, middle-aged, flatulent and overweight, seeks the impossible. Box no. 8623.

I should point out here that I'm not all that shy.

Posted at 5:19 PM to Table for One


Still, he's got you, flatulence-wise.

Posted by: Mister Snitch! at 5:30 PM on 20 December 2006

(at least I hope that's true)

Posted by: Mister Snitch! at 5:32 PM on 20 December 2006

During the holidays, when I'm more or less neglecting a sensible diet, I make no promises.

Posted by: CGHill at 5:48 PM on 20 December 2006

I'm making more fruitcakes (gave too many away, ran out for myself) Need more?

Posted by: wamprat at 7:42 PM on 20 December 2006

I may take you up on that, since (1) it's good stuff and (2) it won't affect my flatulence level.

Posted by: CGHill at 7:59 PM on 20 December 2006

My poor wife... I fit that entire description!

Posted by: scooby214 at 9:21 PM on 20 December 2006

I'd tell him to buck up, it's not impossible, but I don't think 32 -- the age at which I married -- necessarily qualifies as middle-aged.

Posted by: McGehee at 11:30 AM on 21 December 2006

A Salon reader sent in this; while it doesn't sound like my wish list, exactly, it sounds like I possibly could have written it, after wrestling with (and losing to) a bottle of peach schnapps.

Posted by: CGHill at 3:00 PM on 21 December 2006