Real men court chicks over e-mail. As soon as a girl gives you an e-mail address at a bar, excuse yourself to the bathroom, while on the throne, pull out your SideKick II or WAP/GPRS-enabled device to send a test-email. If you don't get a reply from a guy named "mailer-daemon", you're looking okay. Extra geek points for those who can access a terminal from their device, and SMTP via a telnet session using a bogus MAIL FROM: header. Saves on the overhead of interfacing with a mail client or web/WAP-based system.
*glances at Brandy, reaching for her gun*.
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