"Do I Know You?" Column First of all, it was a delight to again enjoy a steamin' plate of fresh Strasser. Thanks for serving it up. No one else could have written the therapy session joke. You made me cough! My first thought was recognition. My friends and I have often talked about navigating love in the age of Google, when every new crush leads to the same first three steps: 1. Meet. 2. Learn name. 3. Google name. Me, I'm often tempted to engineer an intricate disinformation campaign where Googling paints me as a Pulitzer-winning philanthropist captain of industry Olympic athlete. Who loves kids. Orphans. Terminally ill orphans. My second thought is about your throwaway reference to dating a guy who first saw you on TV. I can't imagine the weirdness and insecurity--relatively few folks can--that celebrity must introduce into dating. (As if dating needed more insecurity and weirdness attached.) It occurs to me that this is itself a fine column topic. Dating at the outskirts of fame: just him, you, and "TV you" sitting at the table. It's territory unfamiliar enough to your readership to be fascinating, familiar enough to be utterly horrifying. What think? Again, fine column. We missed you. Welcome back! john Home Syndicated Column News Archive Good Day New York While You Were Out Lovers Lounge Fashion Police Photo Gallery Video Gallery Mailing List Books and Music Resume