So... a couple of people have said, Snidge... you are attractive... you are successful... why no boyfriend?

The answer to that is, that there is no one cool enough for me in this city. And if there is, I can not find him. Granted, I haven't been out searching in awhile... but I can say with some authority, that the boys in this town are lacking - in a lot of areas.

But this morning as Wilson and I were driving towards my office, a guy in a suit and on a Harley zoomed past me.

What's this???? The perfect dichotomy between zipped up professional and born-to-be-wild-man.

I tried to catch up to him at the light to get a closer look. Not bad looking... didn't care for the socks he was wearing, but I can work with that.

So as I was sitting there imagining what our free spirited children would look like (I'm joking), I kept thinking - dammit look over here! Don't you see me? I'm groovy girl Snidge... furcated, complex and confusing in my own right.

Cause while I like to pretend to be all independent and self-sufficient, truth of the matter is, groovy girls get lonely too.

Wherever ya are, have a good day Harley man. And just know that for at least one minute... you gave this girl hope.