Getting lots of comments on my bio. Yes, this is the way I think sometimes. Love humour. I am quite easy going. I don't take horoscopes and resumes too seriously (after reading some POF bios for while, I may add a third to my list.) AND, I don't do mini-golf, horseback riding (on a date once, I took this woman horseback riding. It was great fun, until I ran out of quarters), rock climbing, aimless yachting, sky diving (if a plane ain't broken, I'm not jumping out of it), walking shoeless in the Andes or camping on glaciers. I'm not big on camping any more. My idea of roughing it is no room service. No, recreational homelessness isn't for me.
Gold panning and quilting are out too. I'd consider Rolfing and Gestalt if I knew what they were.
Many women say that on the first date they want to take a walk on the beach holding hands, but I noticed no one else does. Check it out! Can someone tell me where that is is in the romance manual? About half the bio's state that the first date should be at the beach. If we all did that, it would be jammed with people, like a beach in the Gallapagos filled with seals. All honking, pushing and positioning for a mate.(lol) Hey, perhaps that's the way to do it!

I always put the toilet seat down for women, I wish some of them would put it up for me.
I'm no lady and I expect to be treated that way.

Life is a downhill race, so wear a helmet just in case.

I know what I don't know.

I tried phone sex once, but I got an ear infection. (lol - just kidding)

Love to tell one of those abusive chefs on the cooking shows: "Hey, saute this!"

I don't do Harleys. Got the big bike thing out of my system years ago and I'm still here. I'm all grown up now. (I think). If you want something thundering, fast and pulsating under your.... - try the Skytrain (lol). Also, if you want some tatooed f*ck-wit, it ain't me.

I am interested and active in social and economic justice issues. We all gotta put in as much as we take out.

I don't read as much fiction as I should, but I try. Great conversationalist and I make sense most of the time - the biggest word I will use in a conversation is MARMALADE.
I have an AMAZING grasp for the obvious.
The little emotional baggage I have has wheels on it and I hope yours does too.

Love most music except heavy jazz (train-wreck jazz they call it), you know ' boowawa, thumpie doo, shish' for about five minutes straight.

I also like authentic blues, not some middle class twit riffing and singing about how his Audi broke down and how his woman ran away with a steamroller driver and left him flat.

Mostly laid back, but I have my passions. I may not have all you want, but I DON'T have what you DON'T want. Funny and witty most times, and no pushover. So, please, no 'dying swans' or Joan Crawfords.

Is that all there is? Is computer dating fine if you are a computer?
Obviously, I'm not just an out-of-the-showroom model, but I still have most of my paint and rubber, I don't burn oil and I love to be taken for a ride. And if I couldn't fix your brakes, at least I'd turn up your horn.

I do have a serious side, though. I am thoughtful and introspective, funny and flirtatious, masculine but not bratty. Tolerant and easy-going.Kind and intelligent.
Low maintenance, many miles to the gallon, environmentally friendly. Good talker, better listener.
SO PUT ME IN YOUR BASKET ALSO, LOOK for some changes to my much-liked bio in 2009

EVERYONE finds them uncomfortable. Brad Pitt told me that once. It's like a blind date, even though you may have seen a pic. But, unlike a blind date, you can only blame yourself if it's a disaster and not your friends. So, always go into a blind date with eyes open. I have a friend who said he had been on so many blind dates that he needed a dog. (I also have a friend who had been dumped so many times that he changed his name to Larry Landfill. He says that if the earth didn't suck we'd all fall off. But I'm not that pessimistic).

Seriously, this 'coffee on the first meeting' seems the stock response, but I don't know how true it is. I checked out ten coffee shops between 7 and 8 p.m. and no one looked like it was their first meeting. Are coffee shops non-threatening places? Or are we there to test each other? Do we say, how many 'c's in cappuccino and see if the other person knows?
Also, many womens' bios say: "Let's meet over a cup of coffee." Have you ever been under a cup of coffee? So be different and creative. How about a popsicle or let's go feed the ducks.
Many womens' bios also say about the first date: " A quiet dinner with nice bottle of wine." Well, how about a noisy dinner with a bottle of plonk?

Instead, perhaps we could go for a walk in Stanley Park. You wearing brushed flannel pants, muted mohair sweater and kid-leather jacket with a little Burberry umbrella tucked under your arm, just in case. Me in my LL Bean boots, Klein jeans, white cotton shirt and Donegal tweed jacket. Then we could sit on an ancient cedar stump and nibble on the brie and grapes I thoughtfully brought along.
Then off shopping to Robson St.or Park Royal. You looking for matching pillow shams and a Chambray comforter. (You giggle when I convince you not to buy that oh-so-right faux Queen Anne chair.) Next, to a lovely little bistro in Yaletown (where I trust the house red, a great Australian Cru Wagga Wagga) for a light lunch. Then, dart out to IKEA in your Range Rover to help you pick out an Olaf, Gooblie or Benjjie teak occasional table. We giggle a lot as we follow the yellow brick road at IKEA. I offer to buy you a ceramic turnip for your kitchen as we pass the notions department, but you refuse. You mention your ex loved ceramic bric-a-brac, and it would remind you of him. You ask me if I do pilates and I say I don't even know her. You giggle.
(I was in Ikea with woman once and she asked me what I thought of monogamy. I thought she said mahogany and said that it was ruining the rain forests. She was puzzled and...... - WELL YOU POF'ERS WILL HAVE TO EMAIL ME TO GET THE OUTCOME)
Then off to Granville Island where we purchase some essential oils, over-priced chocolates and tomatoes so expensive they should put them on a ring. Ah, but anything for you.
OR, we could go to Tim Horton's for coffee and a cruller. Skip over to ValueVillage and then off to the Waldorf hotel for the meat draw and beers.
Your choice.