Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Diesel powered internet romance

A friend of mine from Coos Bay sent me a link to a Web site. A dating Web site.

I wonder if she's trying to tell me something.

The site she sent me information about is called
FarmersOnly.com. The site is getting a little online buzz at places like eWooing.com and 802 Online and some newspaper stories as well.

FarmersOnly has an interesting premise. It's a site for farmers, ranchers and other country folks to help them meet. Because, well, the hours can suck on a farm and it's hard to get out much.

I wonder if she's trying to tell me something.

The site is pretty new. It's only been out there since May, and it is starting to grow, with folk from all over the country that like wide open spaces and someone to share them with. There are people of all ages on the site, but what really surprised me is that there are young people on there, 19, 20, 22, etc., looking for dates. With farmers, cowgirls and other assorted country bumpkins.

Give me a break. How hard is it to get a date when you are in your late teens and early 20s? Hell, even I had a fairly active social life back then. Of course now that I'm getting older, I could see the value of a service like this, especially if you live in a small town. I mean, dating in a small town is tricky enough.

I remember when I was in high school, and this was a very small school, when one couple broke up, there would be a series of breakups. And couples would start trading in boyfriends or girlfriends for other models depending on who was now on the market in sort of a small town adolescent version of wife swapping. Why not just have a kegger orgy and get it over with people. OK, maybe they did. I was probably sent out on a beer run when all the fun was going on.

But I just can't bring myself to actually sign up for an online dating service.

OK, I did it once, but I was coerced by a lover to do it. She signed up for a service called
UDate and, so she thought I should do it too.

I wonder if she was trying to tell me something.

Of course I let that woman talk me into some things that are better left unsaid unless very drunk, and even then, well, let's just not go there. Those are probably stories left for another blog with a more, um, adult theme.

Anyway, what was I talking about? Oh, yea, online dating. I never did get any nibbles on that UDate site by the way.

So, if I ever do decide to go the online dating route again, I may try that FarmersOnly.com site. OK, so I don't own or work any land, and would be about useless on a farm. But I have an old beat-up pickup truck, an old-beat up cowboy hat and a few pairs of old beat-up cowboys boots and enough big buckles to make any goat roper drool.

Do women rope goats? If not, I may be in trouble. Why is that man looking at my crotch?


3rdtimesacharm ( 3T ) said...

LMAO!!! Ohhhh G-Man! You did make me laugh! :-)
Very funny post!!

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