The forums live, just not as a link in the tab.

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If I stalked you it's most likely due to flagmod or I want to have sex with you, your choice

OK. New rule. If you view my profile and don't at least say hi, I'm going to email you a fart that will overload your scratch-n-sniff card. You're welcome to send a gas attack back, but, I've got a pungent odor block in my spam filter...and don't send any sharp sticks, that's just uncool.

Oh yeah, I thought I'd say this too, it's a poor draft, rather crass, & quite sarcastic: I'm just here for the tests, so if you are a pretty, lithe young woman who wants to have sex with this old geek over and over again until I scream for mercy, you're just at the wrong site. On the other hand, if you want to meet for a geek store shopping spree or go skydiving and dinner or whatever, we can do tests together on my laptop. Or if you're a little old fashioned and want to know my name, politics, work history & stuff before testing I'm up for some long term testing. But remember: I'm old enough to be your father...gasp...much more experienced than you thought possible, more patient and less jealous than younger rivals, and probably wrinkled 'cause I'm so old, so don't even think about trying to get into this nerd's jeans... Honestly I'm just gaming you because you are young & fuckin' with you before you blow me off for riding this ball around the sun more times than you.

Fun new possibility from the "why be normal" department, since the weird sugar daddy thing above isn't working out, how about slavery? I know this won't appeal to many, but it's something you've never done before. I know I haven't ever bought anyone. The twist is that you have to sell yourself, no brokers, but then you get to keep the money. Since you are bound to go up in value while in my possession, I get to keep the money if we decide to sell you again (royal we). Terms are negotiable (I haven't given this much thought). Serious inquires only. Now that I think about it, I've never been sold either, I wonder what that would be like...make me an offer. Or we could be like characters in a surreal movie and play poker for each other...Yeah, I know: slavery and high stakes poker are illegal, but it's OK because I used to have an unlawful badge on my profile.

Love is easy. Sex is harder. I'm sure most women will have a completely opposite view. Women are choosers. Men are gluttons. I've been trying to rationalize that axiom considering that I've been in love thrice but have had sex as many times as I should've. What's not to love?

Same change, different day.

Change that I can believe in may be found at www.thirty-thousand.org . I will give credit to Obama for placing the war on drugs on a back burner. We can not sustain our prison economy, it's past time to treat drug offenses as a social problem, not a criminal problem. The US has 5% of the world's population but 25% of the world's prisoners. What happened to our free country?

I hated Bush before it was cool.

I am underachiever, curious, and quiet

Making computers do what they're supposed to do.

My old hobby was jumping out of flying aircraft.

Seeing America from the outside.

driving. most things that I want to put effort into.

That I walk alone and don't talk to myself.

Circle of Iron (I think). Weird movie, but I especially liked the scene where a woeful Eli Wallach character was alone in a vast desert for 20 years, soaking his lower half in a barrel of oil in order to get rid of the offensive thing between his legs...Not something that I'd do, but I did say it's a weird movie.

I quit reading books a long time ago, but I liked Heinlein, Asimov and Tolkien. Just read 400 of 500 pages by Frank Herbert's nephew "Sandworms of Dune"--don't.

Musically I like what you do, but sometimes I have to hear some metal and won't listen to r & b for very long.

I don't eat hot dogs and trim the fat off meats. Thai food is sometimes a bit sweet for my tastes, but I eat it. When I was in Choeng Mon I ordered a roast duck curry, I got a soup made with coconut milk, pineapple, lychee, figs, a little duck, some peppers and rice. The last supper I had before leaving Bangkok was fried rice and Chinese sausage; the sausage was almost sickly sweet. Breakfast was great though, all the fruit, no exotic meats.

Sarcasm, monosexuality, heterosexuality, parody, the number 5 and individuality.

And contrast apparently...

WTF I'm doing here. Counting to infinity again. Building a summer home on Pangaea.

If Americans must fear that their sexual expression will land them in prison, then America is a lie.

What, exactly, is the difference between a dirty old man and a young horny man other than age and stigma?

Bored enough to jump out of a plane on Saturday.

Kicking Batman's ass. I guess that's not typical, but I did it.

Way back in the ancient 90's I was playing pool in a bar called La Luna, in Santa Fe, NM (aka: Anul Al's). Batman walked in and laid some quarters on the table. We played a few games, but I was in my prime and it was over before it started. My opponent shook my hand complimented me on my game and headed off to the dance floor. At that point someone else walked over and told me that the unmasked man was Val Kilmer. No shit.

Along about the same time I had a run in with Lex Luther too. Even went to his house; one of his three houses in Santa Fe. I was a chimney sweep at the time and had been in the house before while brushing the flue. I advised Mr. Hackman that the main fireplace was extremely dangerous as I had seen the backside of a sheetrock wall when I looked up the flue.

Remember barrel chested Brian Dennehy? Bumped into him too. James Taylor, I spoke with him at the Santa Fe Ski Area.

I've always wanted to go to No Head Hollow and prove 'em wrong. Check!

Some sports are played with a ball. Some require a full set. Skydive!

I want to get laid a few more times in this lifetime. 10 Minutes, 10 Months or 10 Millenia, but I prefer that you take your coat off. Just has to be M M M good (1/3 better than a can of soup).

If you can see through the veneer and are curious about a man so bored that he jumps out of planes.

You actually can handle the truth, at least my version of it.

You don't want a malodorous fume seeping from your inbox.

You want me to synthesize an opinion for you, I'm much more original than the TV newsguys.

And especially if you're cute and a lousy poker player.