Lunar-tic mountain guy stranded on a tropical island. I can see the other side of the hill from here but I keep running the other way. Bit of a computer geek. Not a couch potato playing video games - not much into games, computer or otherwise - OK, except for a daily dose of spider solitaire lately - I make my living with computers and believe strongly in the knowledge and information sharing benefits - and yes, comprehend the pitfalls - of the Internet. In case there is any confusion, I am not a biker type. I am spirited but you have to go out of your way with mindlessness or laziness if you really want to raise my ire. Even then I get over it and am even quick to apologize when it is the right thing to do but man can I shoot with fire if catch me off guard. I am a left leaning free thinker with a pretty good grasp of right and wrong. I'm Living in a cool apartment on an out of the hurricane belt island 30 miles north of Venezuela. Trying to learn Spanish. The Netherlands Antilles - where I am - on the ABC island of Curaçao (some 30 miles from Aruba, everybody seems to know where Aruba is, nobody can place Curaçao by name)- is a country not listed on the pof registration page. I am an American and the way I get here from Colorado where my kids live is through Miami. American Airlines comes once a day in low season, twice a day beginning in November. I travel to Denver quite a bit. Plenty of other places in this big old goofy world I still want to see. Unless something (you?) happens to change my path I'll likely end up back in Denver in a year or three. I', thinking Denever would be a good plae to launch my next career as a straw bale zero energy all season greenhouse designer/builder. (Happy to prototype my idea in your back yard, just ask). In fact my guitars and banjo are hanging out with my son in Denver these days. I do have my aerophones (my small assortment of wooden flutes) and a melodica (flute with a keyboard) that my mom bought for me at a yard sale in Wyoming here so I can pan a little tune every now and then. Other than "weensy weensy spider", "pop goes the weasel", "Irish Washerwoman", and "The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out" its usually what ever unnamed tune that happens to come out. I've been a vegan for many years. Even though I've been divorced longer (15 years) than I was married (13 years), I always hold on to the notion that one day the journey will be all the better when I connect with my true companion. She would have to be a vegan or at least a veggie type that understands that even industrial dairy products take helpless lives so are not good people food and has some clarity about the true costs and effects on our planet and our shared outer chakra of buying slabs of dead flesh at the market (hint: Albert Einstein knew, Ayne Rand did not). And If she has the patience to teach an old coyote a salsa dancing trick or two all the better. Curaçao is a great place for that. Hey, here's a song I wrote one day while up in the Rockies dreaming about the goddess I hope to to find. (just ask and I'll send you a link to a cheesy recording of it I made on the laptop mic) Maybe she's reading this right now...

My Mountain Flower

Banjo sings a lonely song
about the pretty girl for which I long
She's way up where the clouds can kiss the pines

Like the new life from the melting snow
and the laughing trout in the roaring flow
My mountain flower is always on my mind

She's wilder than the primrose vine
And sweeter than choke cherry wine
The wind blown bluebells song with her you'll find

Banjo sings a lonely song
about the pretty flower for which I long
She's way up where the clouds can kiss the pines

She blooms right through the early fall
Through the aspen's glow and the big elks call
That mountain flower is beauty warm and kind

And when the snow falls on the rocky tops
and the ice flows are the only crops
Her smiling touch is like the warm sunshine

the banjo sings a lonely song
about the pretty flower for which I long
She's way up where the clouds can kiss the pines

Well, where we would go and what activities we might be doing are impossible to predict. That adventure is what we'd need to figure out together or at least I would be able to suggest after we exchanged introductions. Some things are predictable, no matter where we might find ourselves. I would probably talk a lot and try to be funny because I tend to to do that when I'm nervous. I would also ask questions and listen a lot because I really enjoy finding out who someone is when i first meet them. Not that I could know everything about who someone is on a first date but its a good place to start. Then if I was able to relax with you and we both enjoyed the conversation, a pretty good chance I'd try to steal a kiss. Purely research you understand.