My mother has told me that I came into the world in a reclined position-- with my legs crossed and my hands behind my head. If I coulda got my hands on a corncob pipe, I probably would have been smoking it-- or at least holding it for effect. (I don't really smoke). I guess that means that if you're really high-strung, I might drive you crazy. Don't get me wrong... I have a firm grip on ambition and a clear view of my hopes and dreams, but I'm not the type to blow a fuse when things don't go my way. (The exception is in my driving-- driving is obviously a skill which few but I have mastered).

I'm not afraid to fly solo, and you shouldn't be either. I'd love to be the one to lean on in true time of need, but I don't deal well with "needy" people. If you're extremely sensitive, watch out I'm dangerous. I can be blunt. I can be thoughtless. I'm extremely self-deprecatory because I feel it gives me carte blanche/license to mock others. Even so, I generally mean well-- I'm a bit of a softy (but I can spot crocodile tears a mile away).

I seem to like parenthetical statements.

As a proud native of South Carolina, I am probably to Californians what "Damn Yankees" are to Southerners. So to the question, "if you're so proud, why not go back?"... I answer, I probably will someday-- but only after I've secured your most beautiful woman, made my fortunes, and pillaged all your resources.

You probably won't want to discuss music with me, because I am an elitist-- and my tastes are superior to yours.

Otherwise, I'm fully white-collar (although I enjoy working with my hands, and I'd like to believe that most of what I've put my hand to, to date, has turned out fairly well). I'm also an opinionated pseudo-intellectual, a lapsed musician, a do-it-yourselfer, a semi tech-nerd, a would-be artiste, a general connoisseur of many things "classic," and a self-appointed neologist. I am satisfied with simple pleasures. I like animals, but have no pets. For those that care, I'm an Aquarius-- not a Capricorn. (I only take note because one of my life's missions is to prove that astrology is bogus). I like children and someday hope for many, although I'm not a huge fan of babies... (Why can't kids skip straight to the talking/comprehending/potty-trained stage?) I am prone to use sarcasm and have a hard time ignoring an opportunity to tease and/or prank. I appreciate big words and creative turns of phrase. I like to think I'm tougher than I probably am. Now tell me what you think.

For the first date-- I would spend some quality time trying to figure out something unique, exciting, and impressive to do. But, I probably wouldn't/won't be able to come up with anything satisfactory-- so I'll just give up and ask you if you want to see a movie. (This is when you should firmly say, "no no, try again.") Then, I'll come back with something so amazing it makes your face melt. Afterwards, you'll just be permanently stricken.