I’ve been described as an easy-going guy. One barista called me the Seinfeld of his coffee shop. It’s completely unconscious and my pictures don’t show it. Believe it or not, right when I was taking these pics, instead of thinking of the word, “cheese” I was thinking, “Elmer Fudd… Be like Elmer… Be like Elmer.”
I just have a knack of observing small, uncanny things which people don’t normally make a big deal about. Like internet dating for instance. Do you realize that if Humphrey Bogart and Elvis took the eHarmony test, both would get rejected? One’s a manic depressive, the other is too high on sugar products (Please don’t get me wrong, I love these guys).
So, apart from not being Bogart or Elvis, I’m looking for someone who’s alert — that’s the main thing. Too many people don’t listen. I’m sure you’ve experienced this… if the ideal age range is 35-45, why do 55 year old guys still email you? And if you desire Caucasian and you’re looking at my profile… hmmm… well, you figure it out.
I’m looking for a cross between Olive Oyl the cartoon character—one who is partial to Spinach, but loves dating men who likes salads… and “Maria Von Trapp”, played by Julie Andrews (Sound of Music), except she sports a Peanuts cartoon tattoo on her left ankle. I love women who play guitar and can fix picnic lunches on the fly.
By the way, if you’re Paris Hilton and you’re checking me out, I’m afraid it wouldn’t work out… although I like you physically, beyond ordering a double Soy-latte with a whisper of mint, we won’t have much to talk about.
But then again, that’s what makes internet dating so interesting. Even if you have 35 traits that you list you want, you never know whom you’ll end up with. And sometimes it’s better than what you’ve expected. I’m not a Seinfeld, Bogart or Elvis, I'm just... me.