This is where I tell you a bunch of lies hoping you are going to buy them...We both know it rarely works so instead of the usual boring list of likes and dislikes I am going to explain what my headline means; chances are you may be able to understand more about who I am. Living the dream means that from the very day I've left Italy to come to the States I've dreamed of living in San Diego. Circumstances however dictated that I would end up in Reno, NV. via Boston and New York. The Boston & NY part was educational...my first foray in an American mega city...terrifying. The rest was in Reno, NV...Let's just say that was where work was and that's where I got trapped. Then, after the past Administration obliterated more than half of everything I had accumulated (if you resent that comment you know what NOT to do) I decided that I was too old to try to make it back and it was time to start living so, I sold the big house for a song (definitely a buyers market), the big SUV for less than that, the furniture and all the trappings that keep us enslaved and moved to San Diego (as of October 1, 2009 that is) for the simple life at the beach. Now I live simply in a tiny, modest, expensive apt. on Mission Bay and I could not be happier. That means the line item called: -Sushi dinner with great bottle of wine-is gone from the budget. So no, I will never take you for an expensive dinner out (how many did I lose in there?) but I can make you a killer pasta, I will never send you two dozen red roses unless they are printed on a card, I will not take you skiing in Cortina d'Ampezzo (there goes a few more...) but I'll show up with a pizza and two beers and take you to the beach. If you have an expensive lifestyle, congratulations, I am happy for you,,,but I do not. I used to have one and frankly it did not make me happy. If you are looking for wining and dining please do not waste your time, if you are looking for substance then you may want to take a look. I realize this is like fishing without bait and I know what you are thinking... "Good luck, buko..."and you are probably right but look at it this way, if someone replies, I'll know she's really looking for someone serious, not just to be wined and dined.I am financially sound, I just can't blow it all on sushi. That is it in a nutshell...A few more stats and then you can decide whether or not you want to take a closer look. I am passionate about cycling, that is how I stay in shape, work out 3 times a week and mildly considering training for my first Sprint triathlon...What will come of that remains to be seen. I love photography and reading and of course the beach and everything associated with it. I was never Country Club and I no longer wear Armani ( Salvation Army loves me...) I am a lot more comfortable in PB or OB than La Jolla...
What else...I am not looking for marriage but I do well in a long term, monogamous relationship as long as it does not sacrifice one life for the other, whether yours or mine. I am loyal, not controlling or possessive, I don't care if you are friends with your x husband, I don't have to have all of your time and I'm pretty straight forward. One last thing: I have a slight speech impediment, in other words I stutter somewhat which of course makes me really uncool... It eventually goes mostly away once I get comfortable. It works a lot better for me if you'll make light fun of it but if you think it may bother you then I am not the man for you. I am a little on the shy side at the beginning but please do not mistake that for insecurity...you would be wrong...I do speak my mind but I fit the "strong, silent" type better than the "life of the party" type, never needed to be the center of attention and yes, I have a sense of humor but if you need to be amused all the time date Robin Williams. I am not a big man, 5'9" with a cyclist physique and frankly the biggest part of me is my personality so if you are looking for the "bouncer" type who can throw you over his shoulder and run into the sunset or from an impending tsunami, you may do better with a golf cart. Enough, let's leave something to talk about. Never been to Balboa Park, want to show me around?
M
PS: My pics are horrible but that is all I have.

Coffee, conversation walking on the beach would work for me. I prefer simple. No need to prolong the agony unless there is attraction. Not a fan of awkward silence staring at each other across the table.