I need a friend, and would love to find a good woman to be that friend, to have fun with and do things with. I do have a college degree and I do work full time plus. I have a home and love my truck. I like to drive to the mountains when I can. I really like eating out and going to the movies. I don’t like bars I like quiet places where it is easier to talk and listen. I am 46 years, growing wiser and healthy as a working ox, 5'10" 185 pounds, I have brown eyes, black hair and have natural tanned colored skin. I am half Italian and part Spanish and a little Apache if that helps you. I am ninth generation in Colorado family has been here a very long time lots of history. I hope to hear from you really soon.

This really happened this week, I was attacked in the shower by a killer mutant spider! I was washing my hair when I felt something brush against my face I opened my eyes and there between my eyes was a huge brown eight legged monster attempting to eat me alive. I swung at it and missed, it swung toward me from its invisible bungee cord in an attempt to bite my head off! I screamed in horror as I jumped back grabbing the shower nozzle. I turned the cold water off leaving only the hot water on. I pointed the hot water stream at the Killer arachnid until it fell from its Aerial attack position. The abomination then attempted an attack on land, charging toward me fangs and mandibles flaring in the wet open air. I feared for my very life, so turned to the heavy artillery and switched the shower head to massage spray. The eight legged tank wavered in the stream of hot Multan water and fell victim to the drain. I was forced to watch the drain for the duration of my shower. I still fear the return of that evil exoskeleton abomination. I will watch the drain, but this time I will be ready!

6/7/09
My friend and I were riding our motorcycles on our way back from a Watkins ride on Gun Club Road near SouthLands Mall. I was watching as the clouds rolled in. They looked as though they were out to get some one. I could feel an evil intention in the windy air. The vicious twists in the clouds temper seemed to prove my theory correct. I told my friend those clouds look like Tornado clouds over there. He nodded in agreement. We decided to change course and scurried toward his house. I felt the cold fingers of Mother Nature tugging on my jacket, but my bike was too powerful to allow her grasp to capture me. We scurried down the now cold road and over the bridge of E-470. The traffic lights must have seen our plight and allowed us to pass uninterrupted. We had just pulled into my friend’s garage just as the clouds started throwing white water rocks at us. Whew, we met Mother Nature’s anger and escaped untouched.

What do we do on a first date depends on what we agree on before we meet.