According to Forbes, our fair sprawlopolis is the seventh-best city in the country in which to be single. That’s down one notch from #6 last year, which makes sense because, personally, I would say I’m about 14% lonelier than I was in 2004.
Forbes uses a pretty suspicious set of metrics to determine these rankings. (Are we really supposed to believe that LA is only the eleventh-coolest city, behind, excuse me as I cough, Philadelphia?) An interviewee, a 27-year old ticket-taker at the Roxy named Michael Genadry, says that LA “is a hub for everything that is interesting or psychotic. No matter how strange your interests are, you can find someone who can share your desires.” (Genadry doesn’t have a Friendster page, so I have no idea what his ‘strange interests’ are, besides being interviewed for silly magazine articles.)