art of the marriage app

A few months ago, when I answered our office phone, the voice on the other end asked boisterously, "Are you looking for a few good men?!"

"No. Only one," I replied smartly, which, I believe, caught him off guard. After he had finished laughing, and had stopped joking about my singleness to his brother (my boss), he hung up with, "Tell her to send me a resume."

"For myself, or for my future husband?" I asked my boss.

"Maybe both," He replied.

And since then, I've contemplated doing just that, since it sounds so crazy, and so random and out of place for the real world. Well, why not? If my boss' brother can spread my net out wider...I almost wanted to do it.

So, L and I planned to write a very funny, creative application for my future huzzy, but in the end, I couldn't get Genghis Khan out of my head.(Well, who wouldn't connect the two, right?)

Here's the thing. Even though the man was a conqueror, and he moved his army south and took over cities and governments and repopulated them with his own people--he build and destroyed and left his mark on some of the oldest places in the world. And, most importantly, had a fine sense of irony about life and his role in it:

"One of the joys of travel is visiting new towns and meeting new people," he once said.

Think about that. That's funny. Oh, the humble irony. Genghis and I could have been friends, I think.

And so I decided could I get along with any man who has a sense of awareness enough to see the world like it is and also recognize the humor in it--from ketchup on a white tee-shirt, to a botched up, no good job interview, to bickering with a loved one about something really stupid...

"Wanted: Single man who laughs at himself, and at life. Conquering other civilizations not required."