I am sort of back on Gaydar
Gaydar (online gay social network) never did it for me.
When I was single, I used to have a shy look around it and browse profiles for a bit, only to get bored rather quickly and disconnect. I never even thought of getting in touch with anyone I saw on it, for an irrational fear of undesirable people showing up at my front door for sex, and how could I turn them down after they'd trekked all the way from Twickenham? I found it easier to make friends when I went out in bars and clubs instead.
Then, after I started going out with Dr B., I could not see the point of looking around at all. I still enjoyed being a big flirt every now and then, but I could at least blame it on the alcohol.
So when the other day I could not match a face with a name, and a friend directed me to a mutual acquaintance's Gaydar profile to show me who he was talking about, I took the opportunity and logged on again after Dr B. went to bed.
And there, staring at me among the half a dozen profiles I had bookmarked at the time, was the photo of a friend, who I had not met yet back then, and who I probably thought was hot. Well he was, but now that I know him the magic is forever broken.
Which is probably the very reason why I never wanted to meet anyone via Gaydar in the first place.