Old school and hence uncomfortable blowing my own horn, but here goes.
New York wry bred. Droll. Pithy. Still evolving -- should be walking fully erect by sometime next week.
An irreverent, but respectful free spirit -- yet have both feet firmly on the ground. Over the years, have blissfully drifted away from the mainstream, but not as a cause, more out of curiosity and my nature.
I walk like a man and talk like a man. At times I even think like a man. (Quit snickering. I'm twice the man you are. Then again, you are at least twice the woman I am. )
Distilled down to essentials -- no artificial sweeteners. I am a man not a lifestyle accessory. Moral compass standard equipment; pulse optional.
Awaiting my day in court where I will be fully exonerated.
Meanwhile, I'm trolling these shark-invested waters....
Predicting the past.
Holding 2 contradictory ideas in my head simultaneously.
Dating profiles. Well, maybe not so much.
And I've taken leave of my senses.
I have a book with me. And probably holding a cup of coffee.
That I look 10 hours younger than my actual age.
I'm tall for my height.
* Attended the NYHS Classic Films series several times. ("Maltese Falcon", "Anatomy of a Murder", "It's a Wonderful Life", "The Flowers of St. Francis.")
* Read Richard Beck's "We Believe the Children", Roger Cohen's "The Girl From Human Street", and Kati Marton's "The Great Escape", the latter two for a book club I belong to. Currently reading a Civil War history, "Grant Takes Command" and Vol II of James Kaplan's immensely satisfying bio of Sinatra.
* Open rehearsal of the NY Philharmonic (regularly.)
* Jogging in Riverside Park (multiple times.)
* Cooked up a large batch of butternut squash brown-rice risotto for a family gathering.
* Observing the centennial of Sinatra, the sesquicentennial of Sibelius, and the 245th anniversary of the birth of Beethoven.
* "Scandalized" management by pulling out a flask of whiskey at the company holiday party (wine and beer not cutting it.)
* A Sunday afternoon with my brothers, my nephew and my very cute 6-year old grandnephew at nephew's home in the Hudson Valley to watch the Jets-Giants game, celebrate one brother's birthday, and observe the 1st night of Chanukah with the little guy. Stayed over upstate at one of my brother's to do some work on my car and get it inspected the following day.
* Film at MoMA ("Ghosts of Rome")
* Met Museum visit (frequently.)
(Earlier in the season, I attended a screening of "On The Waterfront" with a live performance of the wow! Bernstein score by the NY Phil at Lincoln Ctr.)
Have seen all major and numerous minor dance companies that either reside in or visit NYC. I've listened to and contributed to public radio long before NPR existed. Die-hard TCM fan. None of the above is gratuitous.
2. Beverages: First cup of coffee in the AM and sometimes a cocktail in the evening.
6. A good nail clipper (seriously.)
5. The 4 distinct seasons we get in the NorthEastern U.S.
7. My ability to count to six.
Is it just my imagination?
Yes, yes, half full, but of what??
Yogi. (Why shouldn't I?)
WWJD? (Who would Jesus date?)
Why the hell does nature abhor a vacuum cleaner? What does she have against cleanliness?
Am I getting enough fiber? And is it time to reintroduce radishes back into my diet?
Is online dating comedy or drama? Or is it dromedy? (Isn't that a camel?)
Why this turns out to be so difficult and why we collectively behave like victims and treat each other with suspicion.
Do girls just want to have fun? (It would appear so from this site.)
I'm a Retrosexual. My term, and haven't the slightest idea of what it means.
Switched to artificial intelligence about 8 months ago. HUGE improvement.
I DO occasionally smile, but it jams my navigation.
If you are looking for a truly rare man, who knows how to be a great partner and would appreciates the same in you, AND if you truly mean what you say about finding "the one" and getting off the online merry-go-round.
But please don't bother if you can't stop window shopping here long enough to focus a little consistent time on one man to see where it might go. Nor if you now take yourself so ultra-seriously, that you've forgotten how to flirt and bail at the slightest bit of teasing.
And hey -- I've heard of playing hard to get, but IMPOSSIBLE to get?? Sheesh! Good luck with THAT strategy. (How many years have you been on OKCupid? Ladies, mind your shelf-lives.)