White t-shirt: In that picture, I'm actually bottomless, in my livingroom standing next to Pablo Picasso's original "Nature Morte à la Charlotte". You can't see it, but it's well hung. This is my response to the classic, "shirtless, flexing my muscles infront of my expensive car" pic.

Ideally, I suppose one should have various pics showcasing different modes of dress like: casual, business casual; sleep attire; business sleep attire; sundays at the cottage garb; seasonal togs, bacon frying armor...

I'm not Bugsy Brown or Ms. Fitzhenry, but what was that commercial for?

You may have noticed that I'm online fairly early in the morning, so yes, I am a morning person. Hopefully others online at this time are morning people too and not hardcore night owls.
My vision isn't up to par, so I do wear glasses. I don't wear them for photos in fear of a reverse Clark Kent/Superman effect. I'm not saying I'm a superhero...I'm not sure what I'm trying to say...I want to be more like Clark Kent? Uh-oh, starting to get silly...must keep "keeping it real"!
This may propmt you to ask, "...then what's your kryptonite spjkt?"
To this I answer, "Lactose."

I like to be spontaneous, so this is a loose guideline:

- Prior to the date, agree to meet at Starbucks just north of Yonge & Bloor at 6:30pm

6:30pm
- see that I've arrived early, and I'm waiting patiently with flowers
- first physical contact involves something being squeezed; hug, handshake, or Inuit greeting
- exchange remarks on how much we look like our pictures
- notice that I'm really only 5'8"
6:38-6:42pm
- order drinks
- call off our escape plans
6:43pm
- continue conversation
- solve global warming
- formulate a plan to successfully eliminate national debt
- solve world hunger
6:45pm
- bathroom break
7:00pm
- resume date
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6:30pm, 2068
- exchange gifts celebrating our 60th anniversary
6:35pm
- bathroom break
8:00pm
- walk our dog Diode on the hover-treadmill in our skycastle
- sell our Plentyoffish stock, and live comfortably in the tropical Arctic