So Long and Thanks For All the Fish


Yeah, this is my swan song, the last column, the end of the road, the buck stops here.
I was toying with the idea of quitting a few weeks ago, as you might recall, and the dream has now become reality…and not for the reason I gave back then for wanting to quit, which was that Catalan Man knew the URL for this column, so why give him a Being John Malkovichian pass to see the dating world through my eyes when I can’t see his? Why open myself up for a vulnerable tell-all, where he will either: