28 in Tampa Bay

This is just like Sex and the City. Except I’m not having sex. And Tampa Bay isn’t a real city.

Don’t get me wrong. I love this place. I was born here and I’ll probably die here, single and alone save for three dozen cats.

This blog will tell my story as I try turn my life into some sort of chick lit fantasy. Will I fall in love? Lose weight? Find myself? Probably not, but maybe I can manage to get a parking space downtown.

I’ll also be posting events and happenings in thown of interest to us single people who are too old for Ybor, but not quite ready for Shuffleboard.