Who art thou who wouldst bicycle with me past endless vineyards, making an appetite for dining a la francaise? Or italiano? Kayak upriver with me to watch a full moon rise over the mountains. Bake a paella together? Or braid a challah. Oooh! with me at a midnight meteor shower. Share my chocolate . . . there's no such thing as too dark. Tempt me onto a catamaran someplace warm. Or with a Daffy Duck cartoon. Do you carefully read the entire "Privacy Statement" from the bank? Me neither. But you'd be the kind of woman who Very Carefully reads about my interest in Jewish sociology and history where I manage WMJGS membership. Oh, that funny word? Sea rch me and join me there. Get high with me on Mozart, or Liszt, or Gilbert & Sullivan, and surely traditional klezmer. We'd sprinkle some Silly into Life’s Salad. If you like Car Talk then we're tuned to the same frequency. I'd choose low fat milk, tax the 1%, more gun control, less is more for garlic and for perfume, a diversified portfolio, true love, and that speling counts . . .