Pretty dang cool, Paul....if it's really YOU, that is! I was at about a 7-2 success rate when I stopped. Two things happened I'm not sure is in the algorithm: I swiped right, and apparently now have a date with one of them, and halfway through, someone clicked on ME (no, not my photo). Now, I feel dirty.😱
Well, Paul. How appropriate. I'm 67 and have used a couple of different dating apps. It seems a lot of potential mating partners have made good use of Instagram filters.
I've written an Online Dating piece that I haven't published ... yet. I'm trying to make it a little less cynical than when I originally wrote it.
Here's a title for your dating piece -"From Filters to Fillers" Maybe not...Look forward to reading an article about you using a dating app...sounds like a fun read!?
Thanks, Paul. Like I said, I have to make it a little less cynical. It is a mix of verified data and personal experience.
The data speaks for itself. As for my personal experience, it is written tongue-in-cheek (as per my style), but it may come off as a bit critical. I'll work on it this week.
You can call me a Luddite, a malcontent, irredeemably wedded to the past, and the fartiest and unfunkiest old fart in the world, but these trrends, visa vis modern technology, give me the creeps.
We heve heard of artificial intellligence, and now, with these images (I think your explanatory information said one of these images is not real) we have crosssed a rubicon of sorts as we now must contend with artifical people.
This reminds me: In Japan, the old vastly outnumber the young becasue in very up to date and techno saavy societies people are too prissy to reproduce.
Ergo, there are no young people to spend time with the old
Their disgusting solution: Robots are alloted tto the elderly to keep them company.
All affection is affected, community is confected, fellowship is fabricated. Whence goes the human race.
Pretty dang cool, Paul....if it's really YOU, that is! I was at about a 7-2 success rate when I stopped. Two things happened I'm not sure is in the algorithm: I swiped right, and apparently now have a date with one of them, and halfway through, someone clicked on ME (no, not my photo). Now, I feel dirty.😱
That's too funny, Brad. Hope the date works out for you...
Thanks, Paul......By the way, do you know where I could find a binky? Preferably a formal one...we're going dancing.
Well, Paul. How appropriate. I'm 67 and have used a couple of different dating apps. It seems a lot of potential mating partners have made good use of Instagram filters.
I've written an Online Dating piece that I haven't published ... yet. I'm trying to make it a little less cynical than when I originally wrote it.
Here's a title for your dating piece -"From Filters to Fillers" Maybe not...Look forward to reading an article about you using a dating app...sounds like a fun read!?
Thanks, Paul. Like I said, I have to make it a little less cynical. It is a mix of verified data and personal experience.
The data speaks for itself. As for my personal experience, it is written tongue-in-cheek (as per my style), but it may come off as a bit critical. I'll work on it this week.
Nice, Jim. I'm a sucker for a tongue in a cheek...
Oh yay! Another shiny new penny! Plus, I love photo ops....or is that photo bots....that's 2 minutes I'll never get back!
what a fun game. im hooked!
And yet another time waster...but fun!
You can call me a Luddite, a malcontent, irredeemably wedded to the past, and the fartiest and unfunkiest old fart in the world, but these trrends, visa vis modern technology, give me the creeps.
We heve heard of artificial intellligence, and now, with these images (I think your explanatory information said one of these images is not real) we have crosssed a rubicon of sorts as we now must contend with artifical people.
This reminds me: In Japan, the old vastly outnumber the young becasue in very up to date and techno saavy societies people are too prissy to reproduce.
Ergo, there are no young people to spend time with the old
Their disgusting solution: Robots are alloted tto the elderly to keep them company.
All affection is affected, community is confected, fellowship is fabricated. Whence goes the human race.
Out of 5 tries, I was only successful once.