I love you. Too soon?

I listed sausages as an interest, but to be specific, I am referring to Jones Brown & Serve Maple Breakfast Links. Let me tell you what, those are some tasty breakfast treats. But you don't have to restrict them to breakfast time. I find that they are just as good in the afternoon, or in the evening as an after dinner snack. I recommend pairing them with scrambled eggs with a little cheddar. Possibly some buttered toast on the side.

Me in short sentences: Somewhat sarcastic ex-Brit. Animal lover. Social drinker. 6'2", 200 or so ,which is fairly lean for 6'2". I am not quite a gym-rat, but I am there 4-5 times a week. Like most people my age, I'm 40. Love-hate relationship with home improvement projects. I love mountains, oceans, most anything outdoors. Spontaneous. Lots of energy. Casual fancier of the arts. Loves road trips, language, history, scrabble, badly played pool, nice restaurants, dives, conversation about most anything, whatever.

I'll tell you one thing about these personals. I mean, good luck to all, but enough of the positivity already. Let's dilute it with some angst. Bike rides in Tuscany and walks on the beach? Please. Let's have some suicidal desperation. I know someone has to be feeling it.

I think this Jack Handey quote is pretty funny: "Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead. No, wait, not me, you."

P.S I know I seem bitter, but I'm really just cynical.

P.P.S Just because I like cats does not mean that I am gay. I like lumber and wrenches too. And wenches. Love wenches.

P.P.P.S In the event that we meet and really hit it off, I am really easy to buy presents for. I love hardware stores. All I ever really want for Christmas or Birthday is a gift certificate to Home Depot. Or Omaha Steaks or one of those gift baskets with cheeses of the world and smoked salmon.

P.P.P.P.S If I seem insincere it's just my facade of contrived coolness. I am really quite uncool.

P.P.P.P.P.S Just in case you believe in him, and just in case he exists, God bless you.

"Maybe there is a beast....maybe it's only us"
Lord of the Flies

Go to an establishment that serves alcoholic beverages. Sit on one of those high chairs at the bar, drink a little pinot grigio, try to maintain balance and not fall off chair, then either go to the emergency room or go home. If you show up at some point we can talk. Good subjects include "didn't my shoes polish up nicely?" and "that blouse looks great on you", and "what is the definition of a blouse?", and "is my shirt a blouse?", and "doesn't the word blouse make you think that we are living in England during Victorian times?" We could try some eye contact* if the conversation goes well.

*Not literally