Bad Dates and Chinese Food

Yesterday I was at a little social gathering telling an animated story of my most recent bad date, which had the group in tears laughing. They suggested I start a blog cataloging my misadventures. I would love to do this and talk about all of the ridiculous things that I've seen/heard/done/been subjected to, but I'm hesitant for a few reasons:

1. I would be terrified that the boys I went out with would read the blog
2. and then I would never go on any dates ever again
3. It seems not-nice to post those stories on the world wide web
4. But I do tell them at parties...

Any thoughts?

Also, I had Chinese for lunch today and my fortune says, "You have a charming way with words and should write a book". I read it and jokingly said to my coworker, "that, or sit in a cubicle for 50 hours a week...it's a toss up." But really...aren't those our options? Surpass or surrender. Exceed or settle. I mean, I realize it's a process and I'm not beating myself up about not living up to my potential (or my fortune cookie) at the moment.

Another fun quote of the day from E.B. White:

"I get up every morning determined to both change the world and to have one hell of a good time. Sometimes, this makes planning the day difficult."

I'm commited to the idea of finding a way to change the world AND have one hell of a good time. Anyone care to join me?