I don’t date anymore, but I will be in Paris later this month and I would break my rule for a man named Yves, just for the comedy value. So if anyone wants to do any matchmaking . . .
(Yes, I did once date a guy named Adam for the same reason).
Quebec only and he only likes boys in a romantic way so not a good fit. Good luck though - I think a fling with a dashing Frenchman named Yves sounds delightful. 
As long as he doesn’t dash *too *fast, I can’t run like I could years ago.
I only know of one Yves, but I don’t know him personally. One of his paintings is hanging on one of my walls. And he doesn’t live in France anymore.
I know a New Yorker named Yves, if you’re not insistent on doing it in Paris.
I think you should go out with someone named ‘Julie’ (of whatever gender you prefer) just for the sake of the bad pun…
“Who are we meeting up with again?”
“Eve and Julie.”
“When will they get here?”
“Eventually.”
“Yeah, them. When will they get here?”
I know an Ivo, but he’s in New York, married, and not your type regardless.
How do you feel about preposterously tall men? This guy may be in Paris at the same time you are. Also an Ivo.
Really? Hmmmm. Is he into horse-faced dowagers?
If he pledges to marry you that would be your Yves’ troth
A good place to do it would be a park: the Cours-la-Reine (gutter).
This thread caused me to look up Yves Montand, and I was surprised and saddened to see that he died in 1991. But if he were still around, he’d be quite the vieux homme - too old for you, Eve. Tended to play unpleasant characters, too.
Don Ho died too. That was another missed opportunity for us to hail her with “Yo, Eve Ho!”
I will go to great lengths for a bad joke, and my last name being Golden, there are many to be made: I once met, through work, a man named Mr. Showers, and pleaded with him to divorce his wife so I could marry him and hyphenate my name.
I also applied for a job on the briefly revived *Sun *paper here in New York, so I could burst into people’s offices and shout, “I’m Golden from the Sun!”
So, yeah, any Yves you know, send 'em my way.
Do you know any horse-faced dowagers, charming Eve? You cannot be referring to yourself! http://evegolden.com/
It’s too bad you’re not going in October - if you met Yves in the fall, you could sing ‘Those Autumn Yves…’
So you’re the one! You’ve got a lot to answer for, lady.
I know a fighter pilot named Yves, he flies CF18s.
No Parisians named Yves (though I could probably find a few Québecois in the company directory), but I do know people with the following last names:
Katz
Silver
Summers
Dragon
and if you count “I’ve seen them play NHL hockey” as knowing someone…Satan and Chimera.
As an aside, I’ve always wanted those last three to play hockey together…though it would never happen due to ages and talent and such…the Mythology Line would have been awesome!
My step-grandmother’s name was actually Kitty Katz.
Sorry Eve, I don’t buy it. I saw your picture in the link MoodIndigo1 provided and you look like Angie Harmon’s older sister.
Yeah, well, remember that is the *best *from about 100 photos in that session. I am not going to use the ones that make me look like a picture of a horse painted on a fence.