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47 M New York, NY

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6′ 1″ (1.85m)
Body Type
Strictly other
Other, and laughing about it
Aquarius, and it’s fun to think about
Graduated from law school
Rather not say
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Might want kids
Likes dogs and likes cats
English (Fluently), German (Poorly), Italian (Poorly), Spanish (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Small birds and unruly children tend to gather at my feet. I dance like the crazed progeny of a village gypsy and James Brown. That's not opinion, as my 9th-grade biology teacher used to say, of his opinions, that’s fact.

I'm looking forward to meeting the woman who gives me a shudder when I think of her and who makes me want, in the words of "About Schmidt", to be a better man.

In both my writing and speech the discerning temptress may find semi-erotic over- and under-tones, because life is short and, oh what the hell, why not your skirt too. Poetry, Octavio Paz told us, is the eroticization of language, just as eros is the poetry of the body. Think on that for a bit, if you dare.

Since I stopped haunting the West Village about a year ago, I've spent most of the time in the dreamland of Telluride, Colorado, because I told my mother a few years ago that if she ever had to get chemo again, she wouldn't go through it alone. (We also walked across Spain together, our little Camino, Not Chemo).

I'd intended to go back and forth twixt NYC and Telluride more often, but for a good while my mother was doing less well rather than better, as you might imagine I'd hoped, so I stuck close to her home. But we have agreed that it may be a good time for me to get back to the big city.

I've launched myself into a startup, and it will likely headquarter in NY or SF with a slight chance of Boulder, so if you like the idea of a fella who could be either- or bi-coastal in the near-term, just to be with you, but who currently splits his time between paradise and New York City, why, you've found your knight in shining ardor.

The Dude Does Not Abide. I am probably not someone you'd call chill and laid-back. I've been told I have crackling energy, as well as that I seem calm and unflappable. I have at last the heart of an artist, an entrepreneur, and a seeker, and often the left brain of a lawyer who was fortunate to get first-class training in critical thinking at Harvard Law School. In sports involving implements I'm an abomination. Native of small-town Colorado, I have an East Coast sensibility, a quick mind and tongue, but an intention as gentle as the Buddha's. I revere irreverence.

Speak in a language we can understand. Okay, so I have been told that I remind people -- whether in look or demeanor I don't really know -- of Jon Stewart, Steve Martin (my former wife says both Stewart and Martin), Alex P. Keaton/Michael J. Fox, Michael Douglas (this in the Negev), Kelsey Grammar "from ski goggles to chin," William Hurt, Mel Gibson, an asshole, "the captain from 'Firefly,'" a cartoon character I can't recall, and, three times in Manhattan last year, Mikhail Baryshnikov.

Dance. I am transported in dance, but sometimes I just dance ironically. I really feel music, and I can dance to just about all of it.

Energy. I am physically pretty strong and graceful, a former hurdler and running back. I'm a merciless hiker and a serviceable yogi, a ravenous reader and a prince of a friend.

Power of Now. Or of Sex, Right Now.. Ah, the poetry of a woman's body. I can be utterly present to you -- in conversation, in flagrante delicto, or in silence. I'm learning every day what it really means to pay attention, and what the power of now can do for a relationship. Or for transformative, worshipful, cosmos-traversing sex. A woman, like love, is a temple, and she is a higher law.

Yearn. I've traveled to all but one state and to 37 countries, my favorites many times. I could imagine living with you at least part of the year abroad, living a creative and loving and generous life among like-minded sorts, near natural settings within 30 minutes from real skiing.

Heart. I'm always curious. As a teenager I identified with Don Juan's classic riff: "For me there is only the traveling on paths that have a heart, or on any path that may have heart. There I travel… and the only worthwhile challenge is to traverse its full length.

"And there I travel looking, looking, breathlessly."

The picture of me that you like most is the one I look most like.

You are passionate, confident, open, funny, expressive, active, awake. Curious about the world and everything in it, you're always learning. Maybe you consume books like chocolate, like cotton candy, like chocolate. You have your own life, your own power, and are happy being independent. Your key lessons are largely known to you. You intend to enter into a mutually conscious, ever-growing, fearlessly searching relationship. You are that wonderful combination of smart and kind; you're warm and nurturing to all. Probably you have a real soft spot for animals. You can imagine liking a man picking out flattering clothes for you, with or without your presence. You can email me a scan of an embossed certificate attesting to the absence of major personality disorders.

Happy me if you could have an interest in my writing. Or if you have legs like a Russian pole vaulting champion. Whichever.
What I’m doing with my life
Here's another story: born in Colorado, left for Germany at ten months, lived in Alabama from age 3 to 9, Colorado's sticks and Boulder till 22, then Cambridge "Our Fair City" MA, Denver, Washington, DC (1993-2000), Austin (2000 - it was more of a long layover), Portland (2001-8), Seattle (2007-9), Bend (2009-11), NYC and SFO (2011-2012), Telluride/NYC (right now).
I’m really good at
Strategy, according to the StrengthsFinder
Asking questions. Getting at what matters
Driving a stickshift. In my BMW M3. On curvy mountain roads. While you sort of adorably clutch at the handle on the roof.
Skiing with abandon
Cultivating compassion
The first things people usually notice about me
In approximate order:

• my profile, since the Internets
• "You look like a WASP." (The cross I bear, but I do carry trace amounts of blood from Cherokee, Blackfoot, and Hebrew tribes)
• "airline pilot's voice"
• Intense
• A lot of fine hair
• There's a dent in your nose!
• Your eyelashes are long enough to paint with
• Your butt is too hard (my rolfer)
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
The Spiritual Discipline of Karaoke I love to listen to and sing the music I love to dance to. I have an iPod mix called Songs in the Key of Speeding Tickets. It skis well: I ski like Jack White plays guitar. In karaoke and my new freakin band (woo-hoo!) I am pretty much a rocker, all tenor: Heartbreak Hotel and Jailhouse Rock, Johnny B. Goode and Roll Over Beethoven, Jumpin Jack Flash and Sympathy for the Devil, Brown-Eyed Girl and Baby Please Don't Go, How You Like Me Now and Too Close - and yet: Empire State of Mind, Folsom Prison Blues, What'd I Say (Parts 1 & 2), and Seven Nation Army.

Some literary masters: Beckett (the Trilogy, the plays), Hemingway (the short stories), Garcia Marquez (the novels), Milan Kundera (his literary criticism), the critic Harold Bloom (whose central thesis of an agon among writers, not to mention prophets and religion-makers, has greatly influenced me), Donald Barthelme and Witold Gombrowicz (both wonderfully strange), Kafka, Twain ("Huckleberry Finn," because if you're going to write one book, maybe that should be it), George Saunders, David Mitchell ("Cloud Atlas" - genius), Cormac McCarthy (his masterful "Blood Meridian" - high genius).

I love Italian, Thai, Indian, and Mom's German food. I prefer to take my Italian in Italy.
The six things I could never do without
Electronics. Because here's why.
Chocolate or cookies with chocolate in them. Yoga. (Sometimes together).
Your delectable legs. Mountains (sometimes together).
Music for to dance and sing
I spend a lot of time thinking about
why so many of you think you are "dichotomies"

what you are like
On a typical Friday night I am
. . . in my condo, nice lighting, music playing, writing, or maybe watching a movie, but in any case enjoying the occasional old friend passing through town, with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.

. . . destroying a karaoke stage somewhere in Koreatown, Brooklyn, or Telluride.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I seem to have sort of independently stumbled upon something like Tantra.

I sing a good deal. Not for a living. In my shower, at karaoke, in your shower, maybe in that order. I'm also willing to admit that some of the results are actually visible on the interwebs -- this one was a tribute to my mom's beating back cancer like a gong. That ought to beat any handful of photos in helping you make a quick decision :)
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 33–50
  • Located anywhere
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating
You should message me if
. . . you have posted several pictures of your face and entire self, or are sending them over shortly. It's challenging enough to date online; I need to be able to see your eyes, your smile, and what you look like while standing next to everyday objects like mountains and wine goblets and bicycles. If I can't see your figure at all, I'm unlikely to go to the bother of asking you for pictures.

. . . you don't mind that I dance like this.

. . . you imagine we could be real friends even if we never decide to date (and especially if we do).