I've recently finished two and a half years in amazing 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. Not long ago, after two months of doing hospice for my mom, I lost her. Yeah, there's a mom-sized hole in the world. But after three years of making my mother my number-one priority, I am turning to a new priority: the woman I'll spend my life with. I've never really enjoyed dating as much as I've longed to meet my dearest friend. Sometimes I can imagine what it would feel like if you were around.
The Dude Does Not Abide. I am probably not someone you'd call chill and laid-back. I've been told I seem calm and unflappable, but also that I have crackling energy. I have the heart of an artist and entrepreneur, and the left brain, let's say, of a lawyer who was fortunate to get first-class training in critical thinking at a top law school. In sports involving implements I'm an abomination. Did my growing up in Germany, Alabama, and a small-town Colorado, but have an East Coast sensibility. A quick mind and tongue, but an intention as gentle as the Buddha's. I revere irreverence.
Power of Now.I am utterly present to a woman and the poetry of her body -- 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.
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 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.
MY BEST FRIEND
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're slenderish (not skinny) and toned and have great legs. 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.
In 2013 I joined a former client in starting up a company that has developed an algorithm for differential medical diagnosis (like a symptom checker), but Xebra™ Pro is much closer to a whole team of human specialist). Our mission is to reduce suffering, and I'm passionate and committed, determined and in flow. This is going to be my best year yet. I can feel it.
Asking questions. Getting at what matters
Driving a stickshift. In my M3. On curvy mountain roads. While you sort of adorably clutch at the handle on the roof.
Skiing with abandon
Not so good at:
Sports involving implements
Holding my tongue
Relationships involving assumptions
• 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"
• lot of fine hair
• dent in nose
• Eyelashes long enough to paint with
• Butt is too hard (my rolfer)
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 (masterful "Blood Meridian" - high genius).
I love Italian, Thai, Indian, pho. German dishes are comfort food, especially with so many of my German relatives, and Mom, now gone. I prefer to take my Italian in Italy.
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
all my projects
why so many of you think you are "dichotomies"
the unbearable lightness of being
. . . destroying a karaoke stage somewhere in Koreatown, Brooklyn, or Telluride, Boulder, Denver . . .
. . . you imagine we could be real friends even if we never decide to date - and especially if we do.
I am a lot less likely to reach out or respond if you don't have good clear pictures of yourself, including a realistic idea of your body below the head or even chest. (Some profiles have 24 photos -- all of them selfies). I know what I'm attracted to, I don't judge the rest, and I don't want your time wasted or mine. So I'd like to see your eyes, your smile, and what you look like while standing next to everyday objects like mountains and wine goblets, bicycles and pencils.