Full-blooded Motown girl is looking for you to STOP! IN THE NAME OF LOVE! Let's dance awhile; maybe for the rest of our years... or not. Aging boomer, still slim and pretty enough to turn heads ...might occasionally want yours, on a platter. ME: fierce, yet kind; erudite and intellectual, AND with always more to learn; rowdy but gentle; spiritual but earthy; healthy with a few bad habits; quiet and empathetic and loud and obnoxious. (BOTTOM LINE: I do not BRAKE for SMILIES. I prefer ridiculousness without "easy" descriptors; a word is worth a thousand pictures.)

I am looking for a man who is young-at-heart with a weathered soul; some mileage on your face and body can be accepted by
me, though I can be a perfectionist about teeth, grooming and care of the deepest self. Afterall, Motown is SOUL.

You might be my polar opposite, or my near-twin. Astrological signs are amusing, but an item of passsing interest to me ONLY. Don't be "New Age" or New anything, (except maybe from New England or New York or New Brunswick or Newport Beach), or have beliefs with a "title" or full-blown creed, please; I find such things exclusive, annoying, and downright repugnant. See what a demanding person I am? I thought it fair to warn you.

Meet me at the M.V. In 'n Out Burger ...only if you'll get a burger WITH onions. We can sit there and make fun of people who are essentially... JUST LIKE US! I find it touching to have bad breath, TOGETHER. We could go light a candle at the Mission San Rafael (with the beautiful Vietnamese Madonna) then take a walk through the Chevra Kadisha portion of Mt. Tam Cemetery, nearby. Or... we could do something else, that YOU might propose; ( except eloping then and there; or ...maybe we COULD!) Life seems to be an equal mixture of the boring and predictable, and the small and unexpected "adventures." Even a closed mind can find itself flinging open all its doors and windows, against its "better" judgement. Change is often painful; just SOMETIMES fun. Beauty can hurt, but "becoming" is an ongoing and worthy process. (Dang those New Agers. They've gotten to me!)