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CallingGent

37 Brooklyn, NY Man

Man

I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 26–34
  • Near me
  • For long-term dating, short-term dating

My Details

Last Online
Today – 7:54am
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 11″ (1.80m)
Body Type
Fit
Diet
Anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Often
Drugs
Religion
Atheism, but not too serious about it
Sign
Cancer, and it’s fun to think about
Education
Masters program
Job
Science / Engineering
Income
Status
Single
Type
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids
Pets
Likes dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English, French, Italian, Spanish, Other (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
Charles Albert Meese of Kansas City, MO, was shot over a card game in 1900, the same year his son, Charles Albert Jr., was born. His young widowed bride, Lovedy, was taken in by a Mr. Rose in Waco, Texas, and Charles Albert was given his name. When his son Charles was born in 1945, anti-German sentiment prevented him from receiving his father's middle name, so that too was changed. When Charles Allen Rose's son came along in July of 1977, he and his then wife, affectionately known as LR, picked his first name out of a book, gave him his father's middle name, and his adopted grandfather's last name. Thus, his name, his past, and his heritage are meaningless. Take from that what you will.

He comes from a long line of gamblers, thieves, miscreants, charlatans, raconteurs, and misguided geniuses. He is the absolute best of the worst but his mother did a fantastic job of making a gentleman out of a four thirds outlaw. May the gods bless her. She's pleased that, though her son was born in a barn, he's going to die an astronaut.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
I'm living the life a moderately successful freelancer and business partner which seems odd, irresponsible, and perhaps downright unfair. Then I spend a few months out of town between projects and the guilt somehow dissipates. I'm a very, very lucky man, for which I'm grateful.

Because of all this institutional irresponsibility, I have longer hair and shave less often then I have when I've been more corporate. You've been warned! That said, I am the age and height that I say I am. I am not a person who lies.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
the right things at the right times. The art of the compromise. Turns of phrase. If a friend is in need, I'm there.

I'm also a big time bruncher from way back. French 75's, good conversation, and some great laughs are the stuff of life.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
is my distinct lack of concern. Also, the shoes. I'm into 'em.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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The New Yorker (I once very foolishly read Infinite Jest which may have ruined me for books forever)

Update: I've put down a lot of shitty books for the past few months, but I'm currently reading Auster's New York Trilogy which I'm enjoying. I'm accepting recommendations.

Pulp Fiction (or at least that's the one that comes up most in conversation - I know a lot of brilliant but culturally clueless kids)

Update: I try to see the Oscar nominated films, if only to get myself out of the house during the winter.

SNL (until Mad Men and Louie return)

Update: I am losing my mind with excitement over House of Cards returning!

I've been listening to LCD Soundsystem's The Long Goodbye on vinyl almost exclusively for the past six months (and am embarrassed to admit that I don't see that changing anytime soon)

Update: I also listen to this on my phone.

Bourbon and cheese or oysters and champagne, depending on the season (or, you know, the time of day)

Update: this is nothing new, but I subsist almost entirely on Mexican food.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
are... Yeah, this is bullshit. Beyond food, clothing, and shelter, I can do and have done without almost everything. That said, money, friends, and antibiotics seem to solve most problems most of the time, so... There's your six.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
the weather. In the short term, I'm finding myself a bad layerer these days and in the medium term, what the hell, it's cold again? Thoughts about the weather in the long term I try to avoid. Just give me a few more good years riding motorcycles and drinking outside before it all comes to an end, that's all I ask.

I'm also at war with myself over getting a dog. I'm sure you know how it is (though at this point it's not if, it's when). I'm currently soliciting names if he or she doesn't already have one. Ideas?
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
avoiding the amateurs, staying up way too late, and looking forward to making you breakfast on Saturday afternoon. You ain't never had eggs like mine.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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is that I'm super excited about being a grumpy old man. I'm halfway there right now, baby!
You should message me if
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you've got the class, the sass, the ass, and are open to the idea of moving this situation into the real world. Let's put our technology down and go have some fun.