If my name and headline remotely makes any sense to you, I am quite confident that you are a woman of wit and verve and I would love to take up the challenge of increasing the number of laugh lines in the corners of your eyes.

If not, I wish you well on your search and the encryption key is WTF_007_LOL.

I am not going to write the cliched lines that are far too common in many profiles. If you want to know more about me, I'll send you e-mails with the length and breadth that even Homer would find too long. And when you are comfortable with giving me your mailing address I'll pull out my quill and send you notes on vellum.

In finding that special someone, sometimes it is the quiet mysteries that assuage the heart of a lonely traveller. Maybe I'll meet you at a crossroad of serendipity?

Ideally I would rename you Sirona and share a bottle of wine under the stars. However, Calgary's light pollution would necessitate you driving out to an empty field with a complete stranger, well outside screaming distance. Therefore, the prudent thing to do is to just find a cafe in the city and laugh over a coffee, venti sized of course.