I'm looking for... what? I'd like to be able to say that I'm not looking, but my presence on this site gives the lie to that one. Perhaps I should say that I'm leaving a door open, a door to chance and opportunity. A door to adventure and new experiences. I rarely believe in absolutes, so I don't want to say that I absolutely DO want this, and absolutely DON'T want that. I pay attention, I question, I analyze, I try new experiences on for size. Some fit, and some don't.
I'm picky and a bit snobby about written language, so if you use bad grammar or can't write decently, I'll notice every misspoken word and it will grate on me. The good side of that is that I'm clever and articulate and can make wonderfully bad puns.
If you send me a message that lacks in any sort of substantive content, I'll delete it immediately and sigh sadly to myself about the tragic decline of decent communication skills and respect for the English language. If you send an uninformative message and refer me to a profile that lacks any sort of substantive content, on the thought that I will be inspired to leap into your arms solely on the basis of your photos, I will delete your message and sigh sadly to myself about the rampant superficiality and materialism in our society. Packaging is important, sure, but so is the contents of the package.
As to packaging, I'd like to add that I believe women can convey as much femininity and sensuality when sweaty and covered in dirt from gardening, as they can when dressed for the opera.
I suppose I could ramble on here about my various likes and dislikes, but I'm chary with my personal information, and just because we both like capers and Leonard Cohen, we don't necessarily have a chance. Now, if you occasionally wake up in the morning with visceral cravings for Hatch green chile, well... send me a message.
I'm variously b***y, outspoken, shy, and kind. I have a tendency to come on a bit combatively because I enjoy a challenge, and if we can click on that level at first meeting, we'll likely click on others. However, sometimes I come on as rather laid back, even placid, and just watch the situation develop, see how it goes. I tend to be more efficient than compassionate, but I've also been known to weep at the tragedies of strangers or mere acquaintances. So, don't be fooled.
I don't watch television or listen to commercial radio, and I like about myself that this keeps me largely ignorant of popular culture.
I think I'll leave it at that for now.
First dates with strangers best occur in bars, in my opinion. If we just can't stand each other we can skip out after a single drink without the torturous obligation of finishing dinner. Besides that, I'm enough of a sensualist and a foodie that sharing a meal can be a rather intimate experience for me, so I want to be sure I share some sort of a connection with my dining companion. If we do hit it off we can stay for another drink and decide if we want to go for dinner or go check out the weirdness of Radical Riffs at Space. A late-night stroll through the park can be delightful if things are going well - especially if I get to go on the swings. :-)