But he lives in Damascus. Alas.

So Sami’s a little bit geographically undesirable. But it’s not like he lives in Brooklyn, or anything dreadful like that…and we’d have lots in common: he comes from a family of matchmakers, I attended a workshop for matchmakers. He’s the deputy head of the Jewish community, I’m the unofficial Mayor of the Jewish Friends Zone. I just finished watching the DVDs of Firefly, a space western, and his region is regularly pelted by sandstorms.

The problem? He doesn’t seem to know how to communicate. His instant messager is always set to “Away,” so I never know when he’s online, screening his IMs, or if he’s just not around. Plus, there’s that whole “I’m the last single Jew in the country thing” that gives off both elitism and desperation simultaneously. And that’s my issue, learning to deal with that…

What do you think? Can this relationship be saved?

(Hat tip: Jewlicious)