I've noticed that most people on these sites jump right into what they want. Instead, I would prefer to begin my profile by mentioning what it is that I have to offer.

I am honest, kind, forthright, compassionate, and trustworthy. I will always hold you close when you're cold or hurt. I will always give you a kiss to brighten your day, or maybe because I'm just so happy and thankful that you took the risk and gave me a chance. I will always listen to you when you need to vent. I will always call you "beautiful" instead of "hot," and I will NEVER be afraid to show you off to my mates and hold your hand in front of them. Those who enjoy "playing the game" will probably not have a good time in my company. I love art, music, and photography. I actually like attending "real" theatre, which seems rather anachronistic to some. I also enjoy cooking, although my culinary experiments are geared more towards satisfying the basal "I'm hungry and must eat" instinct rather than possessing any epicurean proclivities. But hey, I am self-sufficient and don't make messes in the house; that's gotta be worth something :D When going out, I always love to try new and interesting cuisines; my favourites include pho, pocky, and of course, like 95% of the people in "Khalifonya," I like sushi. :)

I'm also a complete nerd, and love scientific pursuits. I love taking things apart and figuring out how they work, and most of the time I can even put them back together again! It all started when I was a kid and disassembled my parents' patio furniture; unfortunately, I hadn't discovered that thing called "gravity" at the time, and ended up getting bonked on the noggin by the table (I was unscrewing the legs from underneath it). Ever since then, I've sort of been a tinkerer.

All in all I'm relatively easy to get along with, even though I'm very shy at first. I'm a pretty private person, but those who I call my friends will attest that I am fiercely loyal and devoted to those who are important to me. I'm the guy to whom you probably wouldn't give a second look, until you get to know me and discover how much love and devotion I have to give. Sounds lame, but it's true.

I love the sky, first and foremost. I finally soloed a sailplane in 2007 after about twenty years of wishing. I can assure you that it was worth every moment of waiting and dreaming :) I fell in love with flying soon afterwards, and went back to school to pursue a second degree in aerospace engineering. I currently am swamped in schoolwork (I still have a full-time job while attending school), completely overwhelmed with how difficult it is (it *couldn't* have been this hard the first time through!), and loving every minute of it. After the degree, Northrop here I come! :)

I love the most obscure and bizarre things, like how many licks it takes to get to the centre of a Tootsie Pop (an average of 917 licks over 17 minutes; your results may vary). I try to ignore the small things, in order to better enjoy those things which matter.


"And one day we will die
And our ashes will fly
From the aeroplane over the sea
But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing that we see"


Good music died in 1999. Great music died in 1799. If you hate New Wave, then you hate God :)

Everyone always says that they want someone who is more, as if people were meant to be plucked from a salad bar. I would much rather prefer a special someone who is less - less perfect, less concerned with petty things, and who takes life less seriously. I want someone who is perfectly flawed, and who is just wacky and strange enough to understand me.

The dinner-and-movie thing, if executed improperly, can be so passe as to be insulting. Obviously, we all need to eat, but so often the meal is just there to provide something to do (i.e. chewing) when the silences are in danger of becoming awkward. A meal done properly is a wonderful way to share stories and laughs with the other, with the chewing serving only to let the muscles responsible for laughing rest for a bit.

Equally unimaginative is the coffee date. Although benign and non-threatening, it practically screams "I am a boring person! Have pity on me and see me again!" lol

To borrow a trite and shallow quip often used by yesteryear's spoilt suburban youth, "as if."

Does no one appreciate LEARNING anymore? Why can't the first date be a museum? Doesn't have to be all abstract sculpture or pretty pictures - what about an aviation history museum? Or a Japanese garden? The rose garden at the Natural History Museum? A spirited jaunt up the winding mountain roads for hot cocoa? Perhaps a lecture on some topic of interest? How about going to the park and playing frisbee or maybe flying an RC plane? At least it's something active - and, of course, watching an r/c plane spiral towards its doom when you lose control of it is always a unique experience :)

Why not just sit under the trees with a prepackaged lunch and have a picnic?

Everyone treats everyone else as if courtship were some formula, and yet everyone wonders why they can't find anyone that stands out. Interesting...