I like to think of myself as a growth-oriented person; in whatever area I thrive on some sense of progress in my life. I have a strong sense of justice, and try to be fair and kind with people. I tend to shy away from anything and anyone plastic and pretentious, and find myself drawn to things more for their timeless, universal, human qualities than for their trend-setting abilities (that doesn't mean I don't try anything new -- how else will I learn?). Just a few of my interests are coin collecting, piano (mostly Chopin and Debussey; I also have perfect pitch), science fiction, some types of soft and hard rock music, big band music, magic shows and anything that can inspire a sense of awe and wonder, exploring new restaurants, "health foods," pleasant stimulating conversation with friends, and model rocketry. I like to cultivate friendships with people who can open my mind and heart to new wonders, and who cultivate a sense of inner harmony, so important to happiness in our lives.
I love TALL women, over six feet tall, with no upper limit (however superficial that may sound), and yearn to have an ample angel who will be my friend and so much more. If she's looking for Prince "Paul Bunyan" Charming, we may have irreconcilable differences; if she's looking for a regular guy instead, that's a good start. I do not seek a fetish object. Age, occupation, looks not very important (well okay, frumpy-dumpy does kind of push it). I ask that she be considerate of others (not just me), treat men as equals, no double standard. Do take care of yourself, whatever your age; the body is the temple of the soul.
If you're tall and plain-featured, you're way, way ahead of someone who's gorgeous and short (so don't envy her!) -- good news if we're going to grow old together. (To some people this is funny, because the way they were brought up, it's so aberrant to them. But my mother was 3 inches taller than my father. We kids grew up in a household where a taller mother was an ordinary everyday fact of life. My parents loved each other, and that's no joke.) I don't care if you have spinach between your teeth, trail toilet paper stuck to your shoe as you leave the women's room, or laugh with a snort; I'd rather be with you, and look lovingly at you, than be with her, and look longingly at you. I have no problem being with women whose stature is way beyond the comfort level of most people. My only problem is if the woman's own comfort level excludes people of average (not short) stature, meaning most people.
In a good relationship, our touch is not only enrapturing, it is healing. In the best of all worlds, our most selfish desires are not only harmless, they're a blessing to those we care about. That is what I want in a relationship -- to be a blessing, just by being myself, and for my companion to be a blessing just by being herself.
Okay, here's where I lose a few interested parties (oh well, c'est la vie).
Punctured navel = deal breaker
I'd had plenty of experience looking down -- way, way down -- to women whom OTHERS considered "compatible" with me. ¡Por favor, no mas! The Edith Piafs, Mae Wests, Veronica Lakes, and Elizabeth Shues of the world are delightful people and will always have plenty of admirers; it shouldn't matter to them if I'm not among them.
Most of my life people had underestimated my age. That's partly genetics, partly health food, and partly Transcendental Meditation. I'm biologically 15 years younger than my chronological age. My picture is an accurate image of me. Yet because of the numbers and the way Markus configured this site, I'm assumed to be a codger and I get a lot of ads aimed at geezers. I do not look or feel old, and I don't have a granny fetish. It's okay to have grandchildren, and it's okay to be planning retirement, but if the first words out of your mouth are "My grandchildren..." or "My retirement..." (or, worse, "My operation..."), I'm heading the other way. If a woman older than I looks older than I do, that's natural; if a woman my age looks markedly older than I do, I'm concerned; if a woman 10-15 years younger looks older than I do, shame on her. And it's not necessary to be high-maintenance or an athlete to be healthy. I can prepare savory, life-giving, healing fruit or vegetable juices on the cheap. And yes, I do eat and enjoy junk food, too. Believe it or not, I'm actually fun to be around, and my body, though far from perfect, is seldom a disappointment. Don't be intimidated by me, and if you're a class act, I'll try not to be intimidated by you.