Posts Tagged: chelsea

Kayaking Date

—Friday, June 22, 2012— Holy shit — this was my 99th date. Only one more and I would be done. As such, this date excited me more than most others. Don’t get me wrong, the project had been fun, but I was looking forward its completion. The other surefire reason to be excited about the… Read more »

Sister Date

—Friday, May 11, 2012— Sister Date was one date that people often had questions about. Wasn’t that incestuous? Totally gross?? Morally incomprehensible??? Well you can calm down…because I don’t even have a sister. I had to date someone else’s sister for this one. The original idea was that I had to go out with the… Read more »

Breakfast Date

—Friday, April 20, 2012— Even the best laid plans could go wrong. But this plan was pretty cool. It was adventurous even, especially considering that it revolved around a meal that many people simply skipped. Isabelle had emailed me almost a month before our date, after she had stumbled upon my tumblr via her tumblr, or something… Read more »

Ice Cream Date

—Wednesday, April 18, 2012— There she was. Three rows up. Sitting alone. My date was at my improv show and I saw her take her seat just before my team went backstage to ready ourselves. As if the show itself wasn’t enough to make me nervous, I also wanted to specifically impress Kathleen. Several weeks… Read more »

Scavenger Hunt Date

—Sunday, March 18, 2012— I love a good scavenger hunt. They’re filled with surprises, you have to piece together clues and at the end of it, you usually hope to win a prize. I love the competitive aspect of it too. This scavenger hunt was unlike any I had ever been on because the prize… Read more »

Double Date

—Tuesday, March 6, 2012— Double your pleasure, double your fun, right? The logic seemed sound enough. When Morgan and I had gone first gone out, back in October of 2011, we talked about our friends Bradley and Georgia. They seemed like they might be a decent fit for each other, but it took me forever… Read more »

Shopping Date

—Sunday, February 5, 2012— It was Super Bowl Sunday and the New England Patriots, my hometown football team, were playing against the much hated New York Giants. Rather than watch the game, I was going out shopping, because One Hundred Dates had a wonderful way of ruining my life. My date for the day was… Read more »

Art Class Date

—Thursday, November 3, 2011— Art is subjective. As is dating. I was asked often over the course of the project, “What is a good date?” and much like good art, it is often left up to the audience to decide. I was meeting Selina just south of Madison Square Park, on Broadway, in lovely New… Read more »

Rocky Horror Date

—Friday, October 28, 2011— I’ve hardly ever been cool enough to be well versed in cult classics. I’ve always thought that the people knew every great B movie, every criminally underrated band or every avant guard comedian were somehow ahead of the curve and had a bold predisposition to exploration which I lacked. The Rocky… Read more »

Boat Date

—Sunday, October 9, 2011— I had a kick ass vest that looked a little like a life preserver that would have been perfect for Boat Date. Unfortunately, it was far too warm out to rock it, so I went with a short sleeve button up and a light jacket. I just wanted to look moderately… Read more »

Live Music Date

—Sunday, September 25, 2011— “You are the only thing in any room you’re ever in.” – Elbow, Starlings I was supposed to meet Lynn around 5:30 or 6 p.m. in Hell’s Kitchen. There was a Thai place there that I liked. She texted me around 4:15 p.m. from the PATH station in Hoboken, letting me… Read more »

Comedy Date

—Wednesday, August 3, 2011— I was there pretty early. I guess I was about an hour early. That’s what happens when you don’t plan anything to do between work and your date. You end up staring at a mannequin in a wash tub while you have your first beer of the night. But then again,… Read more »

Movie Theater Date

—Friday, July 15, 2011— The employees of the 30th floor office at number 1633, Broadway, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you’d expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn’t hold with such nonsense. What then, was going… Read more »