Sometimes, when I'm plagued by self doubt and low self esteem (who am I kidding? that's most of the time) I wonder how in the world am I ever gonna get me a man in this town? Let's face facts: I'm 42. I'm cute but not THAT cute. I ain't 17 anymore (that's me back in the day). I do have a sparkling personality, sharp wit and vast knowledge of baseball and other useless trivia, I just don't think that's enough in this town. When I see these young girls I wonder, how the hell do I compete with that? And do I want to?