SifuPhil
R.I.P. With Us In Spirit Only
- Location
- Pennsylvania, USA
The life of a monk can be a lonely one, especially as one begins to age. A life spent reflecting upon matters of the spirit can lead one to ignore the body and it's many wants and needs.
That's why I signed up on OurTime.com.

Of course, being an honest and honorable man of religious integrity I entered my name as "Frank Sinatra" and my address as "Close To You" - I figured it could only help to find That Special Someone.
Now the commercials I've seen on TV for this dating service all show beautiful women and handsome, well-dressed men talking about how they found their match within minutes. Me - it took a little longer, and the women I interacted with were a bit far from "beautiful" - about as far as the Moon is from the Earth during apogee, or as far as a Big Mac is from fine dining.
First to respond was Jennifer - she was divorced 3 times and widowed 4. I try not to judge people, but when I saw her "Interests" listed as "Poisons, toxic substances and covert assassination techniques" I decided to keep my options open and move on.

Jennifer
Second up was Tillie. Tillie's profile claimed she was an "old-fashioned gal at heart - always ready to help my man in any way I can". This sounded promising, even after I saw her address was in the middle of Lancaster, PA, home of the Amish.
I'm not particularly choosey when it comes to physical appearance, but even I have my standards, as low as they are, so I had to move on.

Tillie
Finally I spotted Consuelo.
Consuelo had moved to the U.S. from Puerto Rico many years ago as a child and is a naturalized citizen. No children, no pets, no ex's lurking in the shadows ready to jump me. She's financially well-off, dances ballet as a hobby and is an excellent cook. When I saw her photo there was something about her that was familiar, but I just couldn't place it.
Consuelo and I had a nice long talk online, then we spoke on the phone for hours, laughing until we were crying. We both feel we're a great match for each other and have arranged to have dinner next Friday. There's still something vaguely familiar about her appearance, as if I've seen her before, but that's probably just my nerves talking.

Consuelo
That's why I signed up on OurTime.com.

Of course, being an honest and honorable man of religious integrity I entered my name as "Frank Sinatra" and my address as "Close To You" - I figured it could only help to find That Special Someone.
Now the commercials I've seen on TV for this dating service all show beautiful women and handsome, well-dressed men talking about how they found their match within minutes. Me - it took a little longer, and the women I interacted with were a bit far from "beautiful" - about as far as the Moon is from the Earth during apogee, or as far as a Big Mac is from fine dining.
First to respond was Jennifer - she was divorced 3 times and widowed 4. I try not to judge people, but when I saw her "Interests" listed as "Poisons, toxic substances and covert assassination techniques" I decided to keep my options open and move on.

Jennifer
Second up was Tillie. Tillie's profile claimed she was an "old-fashioned gal at heart - always ready to help my man in any way I can". This sounded promising, even after I saw her address was in the middle of Lancaster, PA, home of the Amish.
I'm not particularly choosey when it comes to physical appearance, but even I have my standards, as low as they are, so I had to move on.

Tillie
Finally I spotted Consuelo.
Consuelo had moved to the U.S. from Puerto Rico many years ago as a child and is a naturalized citizen. No children, no pets, no ex's lurking in the shadows ready to jump me. She's financially well-off, dances ballet as a hobby and is an excellent cook. When I saw her photo there was something about her that was familiar, but I just couldn't place it.
Consuelo and I had a nice long talk online, then we spoke on the phone for hours, laughing until we were crying. We both feel we're a great match for each other and have arranged to have dinner next Friday. There's still something vaguely familiar about her appearance, as if I've seen her before, but that's probably just my nerves talking.

Consuelo







