Me, on most days I am a regular average plain productive American citizen living in the day to day rut just like everyone else. Get up, go to work, come home, cook, clean, eat, sleep, and repeat as needed. But when it comes to my time, I run with the hunted, seek the pleasures of the damned, and march on a road of bones. I choose to be different from those that squeeze what excitement they can from life out of the imaginations and experiences of others through books and movies. I live rather than exist. And who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed? I took a different path than most and although I wouldn't change a beat, I can't necessarily recommend it to others. Not many can walk a tightrope of luck between success and destruction. I have been fairly successful in most of life's endeavors, except for the amorous arts. I haven't found anyone to be a partner. Someone to make a synergy with. Maybe you just can't have it all. I am going to give this method a shot because I don't think the person I am looking for is cruising around clubs and bars. I don't encounter any contestants at work and I am usually among friends and family when I play. I am looking for a quality human being. A good start is not having some insane misanthropic malady. And what is up with the fish personalities? One is missing. The flying fish.

Let's get a NetJet to Vegas and roll shakers all night and then have a fabulous nearly raw steak and stay on the fountain side at the Bellagio. A cirque show or a helicopter ride to the grand canyon is a good start to the day.... wait a minute. That sounds like a honeymoon. First date should probably be something that either party could easily escape from if the other turns out to be crazy as a shithouse rat.