What makes me, me? Hmmm. At an early age I was described as a Huckleberry Finn. Does that help? In other words if I really like you then I probably tease you without mercy. So, maybe you are better off if I don't like you. lol Failed relationships, 3 marriages ending in divorce left me with doubts about my long term ability to cohabitate with the female gender. But I keep trying. Sometime ago I got my head stuck in business and about 90% of my waking thought is delegated to business. But the good news is 10% of 24 hours figures out to be 2.4 hours. So what would you like to do for the next 184 minutes? I love to talk about anything and everything. I've travelled a good portion of the world, not all of it, but a lot. I love variety and I hate variety. Love the choices, but hate having to make them especially if I am in a hurry. I am a man. duh I think like a man, walk like a man, sleep like a man......so don't be shocked because I am not going to shave under my arms, wear perfume, claim to enjoy shopping, or any number of other female attributes. Hmmm, that sounded somewhat defensive. My apologies. I was basically raised to be polite, brush my teeth, say my prayers......good strong Baptist prayers, and clean up after myself, you know, house trained. ha Stepping a little further into my psyche, I enjoy whipping up a meal now and then, can cook breakfast professionally....use to own restaurants, can sew a button on...ouch, damn needle, do my own laundry...where in the hell did that stain come from!!!, and push come to shove, cut my own hair, yikes!, thinking do something wild and crazy on that venue, well, discussing anyway with my Filipino barber...cool guy.....Back off, he's happily married!! Ok, got to rap this up my friend. Business is calling. Need a new roof for my property in Lee's Summit. I hate it when that happens! Gee, hope I didn't bore you with my gibberish. God bless, of course. Tootles. Please note, I have tried several times to correct my date of birth but the program will not allow that. I accidentally entered my birth year as 1958 when in fact it is 1948. My apologies ...... but hey, not getting much activity on my profile anyway so I suppose I could be almost any age and it wouldn't matter. Catch me if you can. I am in town Now (November 23, 2009) for about 2 months before going off an extended overseas travel....let's get together and share dating stories, or politics, or religion....your call. lol later!

Casual dinner and a long walk.
Eat, talk, walk. That's pretty much it for a first date.

I would like to meet? Sure, why not? Describe meet? Alright, enough already. I wanted to write this in pink because I like a woman to be a woman, like the pedals of a rose, fragrant, delicate, but with a few thorns to remind who the hell I am dealing with. lol Hmmm, romantic thoughts come to mind, soft lips, big eyes, the touch. Then reality wakes me up, sit up straight, watch where you are going, that was dumb,....hey watch it, I got along fine without you! Wait, wrong turn. Oh my God, what have I done. Now when you speak of the deity, it is compacted into an acronym....OMG. Just found that out on a recent travel to the Philippines. You know, I like the woman to be smarter than me, not hard to do, but not flaunt it. I want to enjoy her intelligence and play with it a little with my habitual teasing and prompting. Come a little closer (expletive) cat, meow. For the record, wife #3 was a medical doctor, Russian. Great woman and great conversationalist, extremely intelligent, but when we got married, I suddenly became the dumbest nit wit on earth, selfish, total idiot, per her description.....all the things I loved about her vaporized, her cute laugh, her ability to make my blood run hot....maybe it was something to do with money. Who knows. So, I am gun shy when it comes to marriage. Dating a woman is one thing. Three marriages has taught me that once you say, "I do", the landscape takes a sharp turn and the shocks don't seem to absorb the bumpy ride ahead. Why is that? So slow and steady as she goes. Nothing too fast. Allow me the luxury to enjoy all the stops along the way. Thank you very much! Hey, you talk like a woman, walk like a woman, with a little wiggle please, and tease me a little with some cleavage.... ok not necessary, because, well it is just not necessary because my brain goes fizzle. We don't need that, do we? Hope I made a small speck of sense. Probably not. Typical me. Now you know.