I'd like to meet my equal. Intellectually, physically, spiritually, and with a real sense of humor. Someone adventurous, spontaneous, fun, compelling, attractive, bright, humble but confident, and kind to others. Also kind to me of course! Haha!
I won't brag about being great or anything like that, because I might be a douchebag and completely oblivious to it. But I don't think so, so you can decide for yourself.
Some of my favorite things to do are camping, eating, cooking, just taking a simple walk downtown, or having a picnic in a beautiful natural setting. Or driving my jeep with the top down, on a beautiful day, on a country road, jamming a good tune and singing at the top of my lungs hoping that no one can hear.I like an occasional adventure, but I don't fight MMA, or anything that crazy. I do really want to parachute at some time in my life.
I love working with my hands and always have. (Hence, my line of work). I can repair almost anything around the house, and do all of my own vehicular work.(although I would never call myself a "gearhead")
I'd love to brag that I'm witty and funny, but most people who make that claim wouldn't know funny if it sat on their head and farted. You'll have to judge for yourself if we ever meet.
I can hit a ball, and throw a spiral, but honestly, I couldn't care less about watching sports, other than the occasional football game. I hate Nascar, so anyone with an IQ above 70 doesn't have to worry about that nonsense. So, if you're a Nascar fan, you needn't apply. I'll put up my manly skills against most sports fans any day. I work on cars, plumbing, carpentry, ect... And of course, electrical... That's my line of work, after all. ;)
If I ever won the Lotto, I would probably open a pet store, since I love animals so much. I've had dogs, cats, fish, iguanas, snakes, turtles, you name it. Right now, I just have 2 cats but would love to rescue an older dog sometime, but right now, my place is too small. Plus, I want to make sure that I can spend enough time and energy to care for a dog.
I typically go for the artsy, cerebral sort. I don't do well with bartenders or waitresses-it's usually a very incompatable lifestyle to mine. I'm pretty much an "early to bed, early to rise" kind of guy, but occasionally burn the candle at both ends.
I'd like to meet someone who's bright, attractive, has decent grammar, teeth that are some shade of white, deeper than a speedbump, and is proud to be a woman--I don't think pretending to like watching sports, discussing your bowel movements, and playing "pull my finger', are attractive traits.
I prefer dating someone without kids. Nothing against kids, but I just HATE baby-daddy drama and try to avoid it. I'd have kids someday if the right partner came along. Bringing a child into the world should be a beautiful thing that a couple can experience together. I don't want someone who's "been there, done that". Plus, when in a relationship, it's complicated enough with two people. When other people's kids are factored in, it gets to be a lot more work, and I'm not sure that I want that. I prefer a one-on-one relationship and I don't want to compete for your attention with another man's kid crying in the background. Sorry if that seems cold, but my future plans don't include your ex.
And posting close-up pics of your tats doesn't make someone interesting.. I don't understand why some women think that excessive tattoos and piercings are attractive. A few tasteful tats are fine, but flesh is more beautiful than ink. Someone else's doodles on your skin, or metal stuck into your face don't make a person interesting or sexy--those traits come from within. I don't want to date someone who looks like a coloring book, or looks like they fell face-first into a tackle box. 90% of you will regret 90% of your "body art" within 20 years. And trust me, I'm no prude. ;)))
A hint of class, a sense of style, and a lot of personality sprinkled with playfulness and mischief are what make me smile.Hopefully,if anyone actually reads this crap,I won't get any more messages from 300lb house-frows with 4 kids and 6 baby-daddies, sporting a hairdo from 1986,wearing their grandmother's blouse. Hey, I'm not chopped liver. BTW,the pic of me with long hair is from 93. Just thought it was funny,so i threw it in there.
Regardless, what's in writing is never a true barometer of who someone really is. Actions speak VOLUMES more than words.