Don't take me so seriously. Believe me; I don't take myself that seriously.
Of course, I would never ask her out. In case you hadn't noticed over the years...more than half of me is tongue-in-cheek and professional development.
I'm a 40-something bachelor who has had nothing but dozens of failed relationships over a 20+ year period. Like I want to pursue just one more? Just to add further proof that, "Yes, Cameron, you really suck when it comes to picking women." The only ones that go out with me are the losers, the nut-jobs, the ones with emotional problems and baggage; i.e., those women that everyone else has figured out to avoid, but somehow I allow myself to get suckered in. When the occasional good one comes along, I'm stymied and screw it up and live with regrets.
And, money...whatever. In today's world, there's three groups of people in the "developed" world: a) those living off credit; b) those making ends meet until gas prices go to $10 a gallon (which they will shortly); and c) those who are stinking rich. I'm in category B--pretty much the average person. Do you honestly think that I'd stand out with anyone? Nah. As I've said a million times, I'm invisible to the world.
It was nice to return to the site and see that things are just the same.