I'm a self-employed mechanical engineer, which is considered fair warning in most cultures. So if the analytical approach to life, the universe, and everything bothers you, I'm sure there's a nice profile for you a little further down the list. I tend to be called into projects when plans have gone horribly awry, so the hours can be long, and I have a tolerance for a level chaos that many people find disturbing. Which is not to say I can't make plans, I just tend to set broad goals and make it up as I go along. There have been a few road trips where I was just dead reckoning, and my companions weren't pleased when I admitted to not having the foggiest as to where we were at the moment, but I knew we had to head roughly that way. On the plus side, it means I have more than a few funny travel stories to tell, and I've met some very interesting people along the way.
I have more interests than I know what to do with, which is a recipe for stacks of books and projects in varying states of completion, and very little interest in TV, so if you want someone to discuss your favorite shows with, I'm not it. I love the outdoors, especially hiking, but pretty much anything that means being outside and working up a sweat works for me. I don't travel nearly as much as I would like, but I've knocked around a fair bit of the US, East Asia, and Western Europe, and I'm always eager to see more. I have a magpie's love of bright shiny objects for languages, which I tend to pick up quickly and forget nearly as fast, but I can say "One beer, please" in at least half a dozen languages, which will get you a surprisingly long way. I've also become very good at charades.
So I don't sweat the small stuff, I never eat anything larger than my own head, I have a sense of humor that makes Ambrose Bierce look positively cheerful when it's not making Jonathon Cleese look sane, I try to abide by W.C. Fields' admonishment to never smarten up a chump with varying degrees of success, and I've been semi-accurately described as the spitting image of a dour Scottish peasant, minus the smell of lanolin and with a different incomprehensible accent. I like women close to my own height, reasonably athletic, extremely competent, and willing to humor me when I go to punk shows and mosh.
If all that doesn't sound too obnoxious, and the whiskers aren't too off-putting, say hello.
Liquid refreshment of some sort, because you never know if you can stand someone until you're actually face to face, and their disturbing habit of staring at your left ear is really starting to creep you out. Though I've always wanted to try scooter polo. We could talk about how to make that happen...
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