Okay, lets cut some of the fat out of this profile here. It was like a novel before. I am not looking for one, I am looking for the one. The one would be defined as that person who makes me wish I was home when I would normally wish I was flying. The one is that girl/woman/lady who makes me smile when I get a text that simply says "K" in it. The one I can stare into the eyes of and feel as if I am flying. Age is nothing more to me than a series of dashes and curves in a recognizeable shape.

I have seen and done quite a bit in my life. I am not putting expectations on anything or anyone though. I am going with the flow. the above is what I would like to happen. What one likes and what actually occurs are generally diffrent.

I recently moved back to the homestead as a temporary measure due to furlough from my flying position with a major airline. That is one thing in which I am perhaps very prideful of. I was with USAirways LaGuardia based. If you know about US1549 you might understand it. I am not sure that is where I want to be anymore though due to the tirals and tribulations currently involved in being an airline pilot in the United States.

Like everyone I have made my mistakes in life and I dont make the same mistake twice. I wont judge you. I have strong personal convictions and I am looking for someone who is morally sound to build somthing with. I expect respect and will return that. I might not have the flashy car and a huge bank account but I think many have lost sight of what counts. I can however be pretty handy to have around if you need an entertainment center built or somthing. In all seriousness, Hard work garners results. When you have it handed to you it means nothing. At this point I am going to sign off command to you and let you do the question asking. I'll do some as well and next thing you know we're having this thing called a conversation. Those still exist in this day and age right?

I do not do clubs or lounges. Thats where you go for a quick hookup. Otherwise, maybe a Manhatten cruise, a trip to the beach, a hike someplace not too desolate in case either of us want to hike our way to the next subway station home. Perhaps a REAL Italian dinner. Lets face it, Spaghetti and meatballs is not Italian. It's American.