Hi, thanks for stopping by. I know just how hard it is to absorb these profiles and gauge whether there might be something worth pursuing. So let me tell you a little about myself: I grew up in this intellectual world in a suburb of Boston. I come from a good family and family is very important to me. I'm just a normal guy. (Full disclosure: I'm kinda brainy and a refined, scary smart girl is my weakness.) I moved here from NYC, and own a home with a ton of land on a dirt road in the Hollywood Hills. I love to cook, sail, travel, scuba dive, and I've lived in various parts of the world. I've built a cabin on the shores of a Scottish loch where the Northern Lights were so bright; you could read by them, you could hear them. I've lived in a cave in Crete overlooking the Aegean.
I work out regularly and I'm athletic; a participant, not a spectator. I have a black belt and received a commendation for bravery from the Mayor of New York for apprehending a guy who was in the process of attacking a 12 year-old girl (and wanted for 20 rapes and robberies). I'm well-read, an NPR kinda guy. I play bass guitar. I've had some adventures I'd mention here, but you'd think I was making it up...(sigh)
I have a sense of style. I prefer the Before photos over the After. I'm a patient listener, a nurturing partner. How come I've never been married? Because these are crazy times, and I'd like to marry my second wife first. Nonetheless, I like to act fast because life is short, finite, and plays for keeps.
Used to write first-person feature magazine articles. For instance, I've written about going hang gliding, biking down a dormant volcano, staying up for three days at a sleep clinic, and getting buff and dancing in a Chippendales show.
I’m a former writer for Letterman, Chelsea Handler, and Talk Soup. I did stand-up for years in NYC and am burned-out on that cynical point-of-view. Critical, though it may be funny, is ultimately bitter and miserable.
Okay, so let's see if we can agree on these rules of engagement:
1) Understand how crucial it is to listen to what the other person is saying. And understand that it's just as crucial to listen to what that person isn't saying.
2) Appreciate the power of The Touch. Cuddling is more effective than Xanax at calming one down — a timely caress is more effective than the flu shot at strengthening the immune system.
3) Hand out compliments. Every day. Most people parcel out compliments as if they were issued a shoebox-full at birth, and it has to last a lifetime.
4) Help realize each other's dreams. If one partner aspires to have a unicycle act, then the other should spring for the sequined vest, flaming juggling torches, and raise the ceiling. Ta-dummm!
5) Be each other's strongest ally against a rude world. Shore up defenses and protect one another — from others and from ourselves. Create a safe environment where we can let our guards down — where we can be free from the contaminants of complaints and criticism which corrode self-esteem and romance. Your soulmate is a living, breathing fully formed imperfect ideal; someone to be prized and valued — not a fixer-upper.
6) All is not fair in love and war. War, perhaps, but hopefully we've evolved regarding love.
7) Don't be afraid to love the other person more than you think that person loves you. We tend to believe that it shifts the balance of power if it appears you love that person more. When both people feel like this, it's like running a race backwards; away from the finish line. Cue the music: "And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make."
8) Do and say romantic things to each other every day, devoid of conditions. Perhaps the most romantic thing you can say is this: "I love you exactly the way you are."
I’m looking for someone who is refined, lovely, and sweet; someone who seeks a strong inarticulate feeling of longing, a desire to be with someone all the time, to inhabit this man's life and to allow this man to inhabit yours, to engage together in some kind of joint enterprise, nurturing and supportive, in a collaboration — what the French call a complicité — that would be our lives. You should reach out if you have an open heart, honorable intentions, and a desire to make love last. Plus, you get that stardust look in your eyes and a tad swoony when you imagine tattooing my name onto your ass.
Oh, and thanks for reading this; I wish you luck on your search.