Time for Love?

Aside from coming up with a cool name and costume, dating seems to be another difficulty for superheroes. I mean, aside from being your coworker or your archnemesis, where do you actually find that 'nice boy' your mother always hoped you'd find. Somehow, I just can't picture Superman at a single's bar. (Aside from the fact that he is America's Boy Scout and would never drink.) Can you imagine Batman posting an ad on some single's website? "SWM likes gadgets and fast cars. Looking for SF who likes flying mammals and masks."

In every story about superheroes, the one thing they can never seem to get down, is true love. Leaping over tall buildings. Check. Catching criminals. Easy. Finding and keeping true love while juggling the whole alter-ego persona? Uh-oh. Inevitably, there is one person they love who has no interest in their 'day-to-day' persona. Said person pines for the Superhero who can never reveal the truth. On top of that, when they finally do get together, villains always find out who the Superhero's special friend is and use him or her as a tool to get at the Superhero. Let's face it...dating is rough when you spend your nights chasing penguins, cats, or bald men.

Perhaps superheroes should have some kind of dating broker. Like match.com for those with special powers or skills. Of course you'd have the inevitable questions "Are you a villain? Check yes or no." "Have you spent more than 6 months in Arkham Asylum? If so, please explain how you got out and what you are doing now"... Or, they could always have a relative.

Relatives are funny things sometimes. They want what is best for you. And they're convinced that you could have the best if you just had a little helpful push. Who better to 'push' than them? Case in point: this Saturday, my aunt has set me up. What do I think? Well, I'll have dinner with a man I don't know, along with my aunt and uncle, 6 cousins, and my grandma. No matter what, you know this will make for a great story (which I won't share online). Whether it ends in late night flying over Metropolis or the realization he's my archenemy, relationships are what you make them. Best of luck in yours.