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...first year of wedlock to a stranger?) Other lonely hearts have already submitted to having their mate-finding woes aired on cable. Yes, there have been dating shows before, but none quite so DIY as three offered by FLN, the network formerly known for fancy cooking and curtain-choosing. Wingman, in which comedian Michael Somerville acts as a dating sidekick, premiered Feb. 10. How to Find a Husband, a British import, arrives in April. The network is also developing Love Taxi, in which a cab driver plays matchmaker. Dating, camera, New York City taxi--the discomfort trifecta...
Oddly enough, Wingman's Somerville is not the nation's premier comedian turned love guru. That would be Steve Harvey, whose Act Like a Lady, Think Like a Man is the best-selling nonfiction book in the nation, according to the Wall Street Journal. Harvey's advice is old-fashioned and frank: Women are single because they have lowered their expectations of men and because they have not understood the three things men need--support, loyalty and "the Cookie," the author's euphemism for ... oh, you know what it's for. "I told the publishers I could have said everything...
...that choice hadn't been clear enough, McCain drew the lines a little brighter. The Veep choice always promised to be complicated for a solo pilot who resisted the idea of a partner at every turn, but now the Constitution required him to pick a wingman. He wasn't the type to look for someone to help him govern. But what about someone to help...
...Still, my friend's cautious request for a wingman that evening seemed appropriate. We appreciated Foley's bonhomie and interest in doing business. But we wanted to just be friends. When I saw that first batch of e-mails between Foley and a young page, recollections of that spring barbeque left me convinced that the story would get worse before it got better...
...long enough that I’ll get a second chance. Leave the overstuffed chairs and mellow Norah Jones soundtrack to the TF meetings and uncomfortably-attached couples in Starbucks. You—with your lack of seating, loud-noise rock, and homeless clientele—are the perfect wingman for the charitable, yet brief, grabbing of coffee with the awkward kid from section. I don’t want the yuppie strollers and biodegradable footprint-patterned carafes of Peet’s—give me plain cups and the cacophony of the Square any day. I skip...