My seasonal beard starts in early fall and lasts until late winter. After that, my chin goes "nekked." The extra big beard in the photos was an anomaly grown for my class reunion, so... at least you know what the worst-case beard looks like.
Why Am I Here?
I'm not looking for a wife or someone to move in with. I did that when I was younger, and that was fine then, but now I prefer to keep separate households. I've been divorced since 2000, and last actively dated in 2005, so I'm not exactly on the rebound or desperately seeking Susan. I'm not looking for someone to complete me or fill a gaping dark void of desolate despairing desperation (1/2 + 1/2 = 1), but rather another whole and complete person with whom to perform improbable math and maybe sometimes achieve something more than the sum of the parts (1 + 1 = 3.14159).
This whole online dating thing is pretty weird, huh? I did a bit of this some years ago, with mixed results. Currently I'm tossing the line out there again just to see if anyone knocks my socks off. Only three people have ever had that effect, and I married one of them. I'd say the odds of finding that online, or elsewhere, are very low, but one never knows, so here we are.
That said, I have contacted a few people just because I found what they are doing with their lives to be an interesting deviation from the norm, even if my socks were still firmly in place. Feel free to do likewise, if you feel so inclined.
My Socks Are Still On
Over the last seven years, or so, I have declined a number of opportunities for fairly reasonable relationships. Basically, if I can pass it by, then it has not knocked my socks off, and I am content to continue my uncomplicated life. So if I do not take the opportunity to have a relationship with you, it only means that my socks are still on, not that you are in any way lacking merit or that I would not have pursued such an opportunity in the past.
I'm likely the one who chimes in with an odd or ironic perspective of a supposedly humorous nature. I enjoy discussing everything from religion and politics to science fiction and music. I enjoy this even with those who disagree 1000% with my opinion (for example, any sort of belief in the supernatural), as long as they can keep the discussion in the realm of ideas and not resort to impeaching my lineage or blowing up their shoes.
I grew up in a multi-generational household where art and DIY were practiced. I'm into both, and reasonably accomplished with the latter.
Photography has been an intermittent hobby of mine for decades. Favorite subjects include: urban/industrial decay oozing back into nature, moody wide-angle scenics, architecture, tree bark, and nighttime photos.
I miss Kodachrome, but still have some Kodak EIR Color Infrared in the freezer. Lest that sound like I am a total Luddite who mixes his own emulsion for glass plates, I do have a perfectly modern DSLR, and I really appreciate the modern miracle (in the deity-free sense) of extremely high ISO.
Guitar... I own a vintage electric with which I make noise. I do not claim to play; I just fiddle about in my own way. It's fun! I may, or may not, ever attempt to learn proper technique, music reading, etc., but I have fun regardless (not that I would inflict it upon anyone else).
Block Prints and Silk Screening are art forms that I like a lot. I like the simple, solid blocks of color and how they define negative space. I see the same thing in some northwest Native American art. I'm currently playing about with silk screening T-shirts (largely text-based, but including some simple graphics). That's my outlet at the moment, but eventually I'd like to do more with this.
Writing is my day job, and despite what people think, I try to keep those manuals largely non-fictional. I have two novel projects that are still far from being complete first drafts, as well as other projects in lesser states of development. I work-shopped one of the novels and am still digesting that feedback.
I enjoy short stories and have many in various states ranging from finished to a single barely legible "sentence" scrawled with a skipping pen on the back of a restaurant receipt.
Random Personality Insights
I sit meditation style on the counter at work and read the funnies (uhm, the few days I go in to the office). This seems odd to my coworkers... it seems odd to me that I'm the only one who does it.
My Myers-Briggs = INTP
(That's on the full, real paper test. The short (10 question) one on here gave me ISTP.)
Are We Defined By Our Contradictions?
"It's just contradiction!" / "No it isn't!"
- I was a vegetarian / I ate veggie burgers with bacon and cheese
- I hate musicals / The Blues Brothers is my favorite movie
- I don't like spicy food / I love wasabi
- I'm independent and enjoy time to myself / I'm among the first to arrive and the last to leave
You are something along the lines of: Nice, Intelligent, Independent, with some creative interests (art, music, writing, roadkill taxidermy...?). It would be nice if you were in reasonably good shape and of generally healthy mind and body (not too unfit or afraid to hike up a hill). You think for yourself rather than following the trends of the day or the dictates of some god, government, or guy. You think about the whys, hows, and what ifs of how the universe at large works and enjoy discussing them. You enjoy walking around town and hiking in the woods.