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41 / M / Straight / Single
- Last Online
- Yesterday – 12:03pm
- 6′ 2″ (1.88m)
- Body Type
- Other, but not too serious about it
- Dropped out of university
- Relationship Type
- Doesn’t have kids, but might want them
- Has cats
Jamming on my porch: singalongs. I'm a jukebox.
Satirizing song lyrics.
Sarcasm? What is sarcasm?
Existential interpretations of cloud formations.
Being the guy who talks to the cops when they show up at a party.
Coming up with million-dollar ideas.
Blowing money at restaurants.
Thinking of names and slogans for products, companies and websites.
Pretending to know way more than I do about football and basketball.
Also, I have many HIDDEN talents but I don't remember what they are.
Six Feet Under
and sometimes Y.
There is always music stuck in my head. I analyze the melodies and chord progressions. I play the drums with my teeth and whisper-whistle to myself all day long. It is ever so quiet but sometimes people catch me. The music is always there, even during crisis or emergencies. There are several musical ensembles that exist only in my brain.
I imagine little stories and dialogues for myself.
I imagine that all living things are here to experience the universe, collectively, from every possible angle, over and over again, and that our collective consciousness, through all of time and space, is the thing that we call God.
I imagine, when I interact with another person, friend or enemy, that on some other plane, two much bigger, much wiser, much less mortal selves are communicating with eachother in ways that my physical brain could never fathom, and about things I will never understand until I die.
I spend a lot of time searching for ideas.
I often try to visualize a three dimensional model that grafs out a representation of the way that an individual being's life branches off into an infinite number of timelines at every instant of it's existence.
I believe in the multiverse, reincarnation, and ghosts.
I'm not incapable of worrying about things.
Memories pop into my head, unsolicited and seemingly irrelevant, especially of places: rooms and street intersections... from all different times in my life- sometimes, from my dreams.
I think aliens are already here living among us and I'm cool with it.
There are things I wish I had done or said when I had the chance.
There are things I wish I had never done or said.
I still think about former relationships, and how they worked, and why they didn't work.
I think about work: how to make it an even a better place to be, how to encourage my staff and help them be more efficient, how to fire somebody and not feel like an asshole.
NASA is developing warp drive as we speak. You and I will be capable of traveling to other stars in this lifetime. It's true :)
Girls, recipes, puns, technology, humor, syntax, death, sex, money, rhythm, harmony, dissonance, absurdity, Helen Keller, the bottom of the ocean...
- Girls who like guys
- Ages 27–42
- Near me
- Who are single
- For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating
P.s. I have a vehicle and a career.
P.p.s. It's my new policy to only message people if they have messaged me first, or if okc tells me that we have liked eachother. I know you ladies are overwhelmed with messages. I may occasionally break from this policy if I feel especially inspired to do so, and I have been known to send messages free of any romantic hopes or intentions. If I read your profile and it really touches me I may just want to let you know that I appreciated it.
Basically, though, if you think you might ever want to talk to me, you probably better hit me up or give me some stars because I can't compete with all these shirtless douche bags.
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