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Bardsville

56 Los Angeles, CA Man

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I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 40–53
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For long-term dating, short-term dating

My details

Last online
May 13
Orientation
Straight
Height
6′ 0″ (1.83m)
Diet
Mostly vegetarian
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Religion
Judaism, and laughing about it
Sign
Gemini, and it’s fun to think about
Education
Graduated from masters program
Status
Single
Offspring
Has kids
Pets
Likes dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English
My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
I'm a single dad and a writer -- both a journalist and an author for young readers on the march. I write books that chronicle their potential journey across that dread verge into the near future...

I like to take walks when I can. I used to like to hang out with my sons, but one's out-of-nest, and the other is increasingly "self sufficient" on the social side. In other words, the nest empties. That was fast.

However, in thinking of family, and ties that bind, I also think the definitions of "community" are going to get radically redefined in the years ahead -- as the economy and the planet change, and the cheap energy (for those far-flung commutes) is no longer... cheap.

So then -- what about a "community" of two partners? Friends? Types that might ostensibly meet on a site like this?

(However, as time goes on, it occurs to me that this whole online thing is probably an impossible milieu on/with which to meet someone. You can't just "meet cute" as in the movies -- there seems to be some expectation of "meeting total," as it were.

In other words, forging a working relationship - even a good series of dates -- can be enough of a challenge in the best of times; even when the money is there, and the weather's not shifting, and people aren't running scared all over the place, there are still one's own... demons, yes? In the room, there, with the two of you? Of us?

So: In a vain attempt to guard against that, everyone runs around --virtually speaking -- looking for the *exact perfect profile* with which to jibe, to match with, to hook-up with, online. The one that, somehow, makes that first date "safe," and seems to promise so much more.

What the practical effect of this is, really, is that we're all just staying home reading profiles, trying to guard against "getting hurt," but not really meeting anyone at all, yes?

End of sidebar soapbox)

One other thing: Came across this post from a guy in his mid-60's, writing about what he learned having two heart attacks in his 50's, as he and his wife looked back at their lives together: "Now, we both regret that we didn't make love about three times as often as we could have when we were young. While we were each trying to prove how right we were to each other, we weren't loving each other nearly as much as we could have back in those days when we were young, beautiful and full of energy. Ah, the foolishness of youth."

Do any of us really have passion in our lives, anymore? (There's an absolute intensity that comes from raising kids, but that's different)). Or are we all just staring at our computer screens?

Well, enough rumination, eh? Thanks for reading.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Hmm.. didn't James Earl Jones answer this question for Kevin Costner in Field of Dreams?

I'm downsizing a bit, watching the nest empty (a wistful experience), contemplating how the recent loss of my dad reinforces that it is, actually, later than we think.

The recent lost of a couple of friends this past summer underscored that even more.

I am also trying to get a couple of short books for young 'uns finished.

And I need to take a walk.

Just like James Earl Jones.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Finding stories. Telling them. Raising boys.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
That would depend on the context they're meeting me in, que no?
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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"One Hundred Years of Solitude," "Fup," "Yellow Eyes," "California Bloodstock." "The Magic Journey," "Lost in the Cosmos." Bunches more. Movies? "Chinatown," "2001," "The Devils," "Casablanca," "Once Upon a Time in the West," "The Wild Bunch," "Nothing But a Man." Did I already say "bunches more?"

Food wise, you can never go wrong with a good pot of soup.

And tube-wise -- well, how ironic than when it's good, the tube now does what 70's movies did so well (when they were good), except those kinda movies don't get made at studios anymore. I'd like to discover a lost of "Slings and Arrows" somewhere.

Or even a lost season of "Harvey Birdman."

Meanwhile, I'm trying to figure out if the finale of "True Detective" lived up to its first 7 episodes. Though I liked that they were trying to articulate the ineffable, and the not-quite-graspable, at the end.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
My sons, of course, but they're not "things." The friendships I've developed over the years. The bonds with certain places. The occasional cigar and glass of whiskey?

And often, on internet sites, one wants to include "the internet," and it's true, much of my communication and even revenue occurs on/with it. But what happens to our lives when there might not be an internet?
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Dislocation in unknowable times.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
The answer to this used to be: "well, with my boys, usually."

Eldest is now sojourning at college, some multi-hundreds of miles away. Youngest is in high school, and developing his own weekend agendas.

Remember what I said about that wistful nest-emptying?

I have to re-learn Friday nights.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I really like a woman's lips.

Napes of necks can be pretty great, too.

Those two things, however, are just two of the most private things I'm willing to admit *here*. The other part of the question is: What would be the most private thing you'd be willing to admit, in confidence, to your lover, in a relationship?

Or rather: Can there still be Secrets in that mythical capital-R "Relationship" we are all, ostensibly, seeking here? If there are secrets, does that preclude that relationship from being "the one?"

Or not?
You should message me if
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You're a single mom, or very empathic to single dads!