I had a date on Saturday night.

(Yeah, that in itself is pretty funny, but anyway……)

Now since I'm sorta out of practice in this whole dating thing (by choice, of course…), I was a little rusty on the basics: where to take her, what to say and what not to say, etc, etc. Well, I pretty much figured out the Where To Take Her (after 3 days of deliberation) and the What To Say And What Not To Say pretty much takes care of itself in my case (I just be myself and let the Dating Chips fall where they may--if they can't handle me on the first date, they never will). But in the one area that really had me stumped, the help came from a slightly bizarre source:

My ex-wife advised me what to wear. And I wore exactly what she told me to wear……

(And a bit on the surprising side, I got a second date too.)