As a karmic reward for my hard work cleaning up the environment, I got to take early retirement five years ago curtesy of a large, but operable cancer in my right temporal lobe. Right after surgery, a rare, very painful drug reaction put me through agony but left me physically unscathed. This brush with death left me uninclined to keep my nose to the grindstone. In early 2014, I was diagnosed with a more formidable cancer and I'm spending most of my time fighting it at this point.
My wife of 33 years, none too keen on rethinking a life plan that was working out well for her financially, just finished divorcing my non-income-producing ass. Uncle Sam has graciously agreed to put me on a decent stipend for the rest of my life, so I'll have plenty of dough left to leave the kids, even after putting the ex-wife on easy street. My three grown kids are out of harm's way. I'm getting back to the interests that I no longer had time for when I entered the professional and parenting worlds (simultaneously). I'm also keen on catching up on some of the things that have developed, culturally (in the broadest sense), while I was at the grindstone and raising the kids. Companionship with bright, sexy women with compatible interests will help with both the "getting back" and the "catching up" and would, of course, be a worthwhile end in itself.
I know that health problems would generally be considered a downer, but as Churchill said, "There is nothing as exhilarating as being shot at with no result." Besides, the "bright side" of the drug reaction is that it left me with freshly regrown (and totally normal looking) skin on my lips. If that clue allows you to identify the rare disease I suffered, I will be extremely impressed with you. I am unusually upbeat for someone who has been through what I have and the prospect of finding a new flame to help navigate the transition is particularly inspiring to me. I feel that I have a lot to contribute to a relationship, but you ultimately will have to be the judge of that.
NOW FEATURING: More interesting surgical scars.
When I want to break out of the mold, I work on settling into my "Keep Austin Weird" dome home across the street from Michael Dell's mansion. My container gardening is coming along , but I have big plans to tame the couple of acres around the house with gardens, arbors, deer barriers and raised decks that afford a better view of Mt. Bonnell and downtown. I also need to spruce up a 1960's vintage "Texas Maid" speedboat that was handed down to me by a friend.
I'm also exercising more and increasing general fittness to improve my endurance on long hikes, my mobility at tennis and, you know . . . .
Standardized tests -- I have them convinced that I'm really smart.
I'm a pretty good cook too, for a guy.
Minimizing my environmental impact.
Long road trips
Promoting Burning Man as a life experience
Comedies (Woody Allen, Python, Altman, Farrelly Brothers, Coen Brothers, Mel Brooks, Mike Judge, etc.) are my greatest joy in movies. Science Fiction movies score highly as well. Wry and smart TV comedies usually get my attention, along with the news satire shows. The dramedy niche that includes Castle and my dearly beloved Moonlighting is a winner in my book. I never got the hang of the TV sci-fi series, except for the original Star Trek (yah, I'm that old), repeats of the Twilight Zone, Firefly and Fringe. Craig Ferguson was my favorite talk guy, but he's gone now.
Shows that I enjoy are comedic (Master Pancake, standup and improv), salacious (Bedpost Confessions and Air Sex) and live music where I know the musicians.
For music, I'm stranded in the sixties (as the Uranium Savages used to sing) and the early- to mid-seventies for favorite groups. I have a sense for more recent music, but I haven't followed music closely enough since 1978 to have any depth of knowledge. The music that I hear at burner events appeals to me, but I know almost nothing about it. I'm sure I could dance to it, with a willing partner.
I don't play favorites with food. There are few normal types of food that I will not consume a little of. My capacity is now modest since one of my doctors (members of The League of Sadistic Oncologists) made off with my esophagus and pared down my stomach to reconnect the plumbing. I sometimes travel out of town for excellent smoked meat, mostly to impress the uninitiated or for special occasions. Food and drinks with movies (i.e., The Alamo Drafthouse) rock and smart mocking on top of that (Master Pancake) quadruple rocks. I grow some of my own food, including citrus, pomegranates and berries (blue, black and rasp-).
drinks with friends (proof that "god" wants us to be happy)
my wood burning stove (I heat a 2,000+ sq.ft. concrete house without using fossil fuels)
2) you are just curious about the rare lip peeling disease or want to know more about Burning Man; or
3) you just want to try the thigh buffing thing, now that I've got you thinking about it :-)