G’morning, DateSpacers. You’ll notice the above headline is also the nickname for Wrigley Field. So, happy Opening Day (even though Boston and Oakland opened in Japan and Washington/Atlanta played last night…). Here’s an fascinating question from Cara in Forest Hills: “I’ve been dating this guy for a little while, but I found out that I actually like his friend more. And I think his friend likes me, too. Am I allowed to break up with the guy and date his friend?”

Dear DateSpacers,

Spring, season of love, has fully arrived. A vernal verse for you, by our poet-in-residence, d.s. commings:

Whether you’re spending those first moments with a new person in your life, or looking for new forms of entertainment to enjoy with your significant other, a successful date location is all about providing an interesting backdrop for your adventures in human relationships. Good conversations are spurred on by interesting locations that also allow for the intimacy of close conversations, making dates in the boroughs other than Manhattan the ideal place to gain a bit of breathing room while still remaining inside an incredibly inspiring city. So find the explorer within you and hop aboard the Subway with your companion to travel to these ten close-by, yet exotic destinations. — Liz Levine

We’ve given you a lot of great advice on what to do in a relationship. But, DateSpacers, we’re realistic – things don’t always work out. So to prepare you for those possibilities, we’re giving you a series on how to break up. Part I can be found here. Your author is H.C. Ingram.

Some of you who read this will wonder why the hell anyone would need to be told “how to tell if they should break up.” Let me congratulate you, it is nice to be self-aware, bouncing through life in an uncluttered, uncomplicated manner. I’m not suggesting such self-awareness is indicative of a lack depth, merely that it helps. Also you can stop reading now.

It is a fact of life that the unknown often frightens us. Tourney Time makes this abundantly clear. We toss and turn late at night wondering: Will the one seeds prevail? Did I pick the right upsets? Will Tim, that self-satisfied jerk in accounting with the fraternity stein at his desk and the over-applied Old Spice Pure Sport and the compensatingly-”firm” handshake win the damn pool again?

As we’ve seen time and time again, the dating world is no different—what we don’t know strikes fear in our hearts. This, of course, is why we find the infamous Blind Date so terrifying. We question. We doubt. We anticipate. We suffer. David from Oceanside sums it up nicely: “I hate blind dates. What can I do to make them less awkward and more fun?”

Dear DateSpacers:

Reeling from another week of monumental financial snafus? Fed up with the new lows in political pettiness and chicanery? Praying for Rihanna to hang up the damn microphone (please, do stop the music)? Don’t fret. Fortunately, there’s something you can turn to in trying times, when nothing else seems to take the pain away. Go ahead, let go. Turn it over to DateSpaces.com. Doesn’t that feel better? That’s right, we’re all you’ll ever need.

Check out what’s shakin’ this week at DateSpaces.com and we’ll have you feeling better than Rush Limbaugh at a Vicodin and pudding party:

We’ve given you a lot of great advice on what to do in a relationship. But, DateSpacers, we’re realistic – things don’t always work out. So to prepare you for those possibilities, we’re giving you a series on how to break up. Your author is H.C. Ingram.

Happy St. Paddy’s Day! Here at DateSpaces, we love this particular time of the year because it signifies that spring is about to be sprung. We also realize that as “spring fever” is about to come into full bloom, we are presented with choices that will affect our lives for the rest of the year to come. For instance, this weekend we may ask ourselves, “Should I have just one more green beer?” or, “Should I put this emerald-sequined shirt and wig set on layaway?” In case you were wondering, the answer to both of those questions is a resounding NO.

Jim A. from Mastic has one of those common queries that always tend to pop up around springtime. He says, “I really like my coworker and I think the feeling is mutual. I know that some consider office romance a serious no-no. How do I broach the subject, or is that a terrible idea in the first place?” Jim, we have good news and bad news for you.

Dearest DateSpacers,

We’ve been thinking about the potential peril facing Thursdates. The problem at hand is the caprice of the arbiters of what is hip, boss, or otherwise Now. These are the same jerks that years ago made pink the new black, shabby the new chic, heinous the new “hot” (thank you, Sarah Jessica Parker). But it’s more than just fashion. No, these haters highjacked our days of the week, too. Remember when Friday was the new Friday? Well, we just learned that in fact Thursday is the new Friday. WTF? What about NBC’s hilarious ERsday pun? And, what, the ABC lineup of Full House, Family Matters, Perfect Strangers, and Just the Ten of Us is now TGIT?

Wow. We’re going to be honest with you. We were totally shocked when you asked us this question, but you went there, and well…we’re there now. Clearly, Ask Our Staff and the General Readership have entered a new stage in the relationship. It’s ok though. We were going to ask you where things stood next week anyway. So thank you for jumping on that. It really showed a lot of confidence and commitment on your part, and we appreciate that. Now, we can feel perfectly comfortable discussing issues related to scatology. We received a question from a reader who wanted to know when (or if!) it was ok to…let things out in front of the significant other.