Okay, I'm trying to dial in here...give a bit of insight, maybe find some. Dating as opposed to long term? Well, sure, that's where it starts isn't it? But with high hopes there's a golden light in which to bask at the end of that tunnel. I have no interest or intent to consume your every moment...but welcome your creative input in consuming every moment we might share.

Could be a deal breaker, but here goes...I hunt. It was handed down...I don't remember not hunting. That doesn't mean I hate animals. Let me just say it...I love animals - all of 'em. Dogs, snakes, turtles, groundhogs...you get the idea. Really. But if the thought of someone high-fivin' his best friends over bringing home a banded mallard makes you wince...you shouldn't be interested in reading any further. If you're mostly okay with that, I promise not to wince when you go for yet another pedicure. ;-)

I enjoy girly-girlness...tomboyishness...and everything in between. Be whatever you're feelin'. Sometimes I feel like a canoe on the Blue, sometimes Wicked at the Center for the Arts...teein' up a Titleist, Bocelli and a nice cab...Bardstown Road, Times Square...a hotdog along third base, crab and asparagus crepes.

And, there's this...if you ignore the difference between to and too, their and there, who's and whose - then that's probably going to make me wince some. I don't think I'm a grammar snob...but it matters. It just does. Intimidate me with intellect and I'll melt for you.

"If you are a dreamer, come in. If you are a dreamer, come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, a hoper, a prayer, a magic-bean-buyer...If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire, for we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in!"
Shel Silverstein
"Invitation"

Dinner and a quiet place to have a conversation...