I really dislike writing about myself. My inner narcisist never learned how to type.
Variety may be the spice of life, but I'm eating soul, and that spice is laughter.
I have two children who I do not see nearly as often as I'd like.
I'm a dog person, though I have no dog. I do have a cat that my ex wife sent to the farm to live out the rest of his days in happiness. No really, that's literally what happened. I visit him once a week. He's way happier out there than he ever could be at my place. I've had various rodents, but at the moment I have some fish. I know... I might as well cuddle with the fern.
I enjoy any genre of music in moderation. I am/was a musician, but I've been out of practice for far too long. Due to that, Big Band swing holds a special place in my heart and picks up any dull day. Also pretty much anything with some funk rubbed into it gets me tapping my toes.
As for movies, my tastes are just as wide with the exception of thriller/horror flicks. I just don't get the point of it.
My hobbies include photopraghy, home improvement (jack of all trades), and cooking.
I enjoy the outdoors, though I haven't gone camping, quadding, or skidoing in a very long time.
It occurs to me that I may be regarded as shy, though once I warm up to you I'm quite the flirt.
I used to be an extreme geek in my youth, and I feel that I've mellowed since then. Every once in a while a topic with assert itself and I'll go to wits end researching it to death.
I currently have two tattoos, with tentative plans for a third.
I'm looking for a woman who has a great smile, and is willing to share it. She must be willing to give me the occasional nudge in the direction we both know I want to go. I want to be with someone to share the world.
My pet peeves include idiots, and people who deliberately misspell words or have poor grammar/spelling and take the attitude of "Well, you knew what I meant, so it doesn't matter." Many a neuron has overloaded thanks to them.
I really don't think I'm "one of those people," but what most refer to as ironic is more accurately identified as an amusing coincidence, which I find hilarious- the coincidence, not the misuse of the term ironic. I don't berate people for its misuse, though, as I caught the most intelligent person I've ever known use it in that fashion. Technically, according to the theory of language evolution, if something is misused enough, it adopts the incorrect definition and becomes correct. Of course that means that ginormous may already be a real word... shoot me now.