You guise! I went on a date last night, and it was not terrible! I repeat: not terrible!
Somehow I had forgotten that he was 6' 2", so immediately upon meeting him I was a little swoony. Also, he was just as cute as his photos, if not cuter - they were not 12+ years old! We sawr an independent movie with a Q&A with the filmmakers after, and then hung out on the sidewalk after for a while deciding where to go next. At that moment I thought things were headed downhill, because we couldn't agree on a place, and then I started chatting with the filmmakers and other local filmmakers and thought, "I'm being rude - but I can't help myself!" - networking, business card swapping, etc. But then I told him to pick a bar and we went there, he bought us drinks, and we had fun. On the way out, he held my hand in the parking lot on the way to my car. Melt! I drove him home and he asked if he could kiss me, and I said, "Sure!" and it was lovely. There were pantsfeelings. I had to restrain myself from going further - why not leave a little something to look forward to!
I don't think I will fall in love with him, but he seems like a decent fellow and it's nice to meet someone eager to kiss me who is not a complete toad.