I was enjoying the scenery of Pike's Market in Seattle this afternoon, listening to live music and sucking up the surroundings. My folks had abandoned me for a trip to the loo, and one instant later, a tall, unknown guy was coming towards me. It was pretty busy with people all over the place, and I really didn't think that he was going talk to me. Lo and behold, he did.

This guy, who we will call "Bill'', started talking to me about a very original topic--the weather. I agreed it was nice, and thought he would ask for my number, as is the usual modus operandi of the dating ritual. Instead, he said something rather unexpected. It almost seemed foreign to me for the situation. Bill asked me if I was a Myspace user.

As all of you folks know, I am a total social network addict, so the answer was clearly yes. I unfortunately wasn't into Bill, his opinions on the weather, and wasn't the least bit curious about his pimped out his Myspace page. I told a fib with a polite"no" to which he responded with his name, and how I should not only join, but look him up.

Ya, I'd much rather date Woody here than Mr. Myspace Bill!

Call me old fashioned, but since when is it okay to tell random people you've never met to look you up on Myspace? Whatever happened to, "Yo baby, lemme get yo digitz?" I was never a huge fan of that method, but at least it was a more straightforward approach to actual contact. I prefer that to the invitation to stalking on the internets any day. Take note, fellas--when asking a gal out physically, stick with voice communication or email. Save the social networking talk until at least the third date. In the meantime, you are free to "platform stalk" as you would, just keep it secret. Making your Myspace page the primary way of contact is a huge DON'T in my book!