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Odysseus_song

48 Durango, CO Man

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I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 36–53
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating

My details

Last online
Today – 5:29am
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 6″ (1.68m)
Body type
Fit
Diet
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Never
Religion
Other, and laughing about it
Sign
Aries
Education
Dropped out of space camp
Job
Technology
Income
Status
Single
Type
Strictly monogamous
Offspring
Has kids, but doesn’t want more
Pets
Speaks
English (Okay)

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My self-summary
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Okay. I get it. You don't want to hear my banjo jokes. Well, that's a shame because they're really good banjo jokes such as, "Whatever you do, DO NOT look directly into the banjo!" No. You want me to write out another story about my youth because it gives you somekind of sick, Freudian insight into who I am. Sigh. Alright then...

When I was about 12, I was dragged off to yet another family workshop along with my eldest brother. My mother was a teacher in this curious form of social-psychology known as Co-Couseling. It was held at this amazing, little summer camp outside of Prescott. My brother and I had our own room in this little mountain cabin, and that's when the war began.

The first night, I scrounged some packing string, peanut butter and other supplies, unscrewed the light bulb, and booby trapped the room with folding chairs and trip wires. I sat in the dark waiting with a camera until my brother came in. He stumbled around in the darkness, laughing every time he smashed into something, but I couldn't tell what was going on. I tried to get a picture, and effectively blinded the daylights out of both of us! The next night I did it again. Peanut butter on the light switch and I rigged a cup of water on the door frame. I sat on the top bunk in the black and listened carefully for him. Finally, I realized that had bypassed the booby traps and was coming through the window. I couldn't see him, but I pointed the camera in that direction and took a picture. That picture came out beautifully! My brother's dilated eyes and a big goofy grin on his face. I treasure it to this day.

On the third night, I was busy getting to know Kim. She was a beautiful girl as I recall. She had a copy of a George Carlin's Class Clown, and we were listening to 'the seven dirty words you can't say on television'. So stick that in your pipe and smoke it, Sigmund! Anyway, although I was a remarkably brash child, fearless really, I had reached the age where I was a little shy with girls, and Kim was rather more developed than I, not that I minded. I believe she said something like, "Wanna make out?" To which I replied, "Yeah...okay." I remember amazing, long, slow, tender kisses. I was one lucky 12 year old boy. I had never felt the intensity of my whole body tingling all over or the sensitive touch of a blossoming woman before. My skin seemed to be alive as if it were humming, and I thought I would pass out. That was a sweet night. It's probably a good thing that Kim and I lived in different towns. I'm sure we would have gotten into real trouble if we had more time together.

I was late getting back to the cabin, and I sort of forgot who I was dealing with, my big brother, Greg. When I walked into the hallway leading to the room, the light wasn't working, sabotaged! I moved as quietly as I could manage to the door. I turned the knob slowly and gently pushed the door open a crack. Suddenly, I lost my grip and the entire door disappeared into the darkness with a huge metallic crash! I was baffled. My brother was laughing hysterically somewhere in the room and without thinking, I reached for the light switch! Peanut butter...my own prank used against me! There was a flash and some water he splashed on me like a waiting assassin, and defeated, all I could say was, "How in the hell did you do that?" Greg had removed the hing pins from the door, fastened it on both sides with the twine, and rigged it into an adjacent closest using the folding chairs as a counter weight. The door was just standing a couple of feet away, covering the open closest.

Since then, I spent 10 years at band camp and became an electronic technician. I never lost another prank war. In fact, now people won't play with me because my reputation is so fierce. It makes me sad. I think it's great when somebody gets me good! Wanna play?

Good luck out there!
What I’m doing with my life
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I'm working on building my own business. I have a short window in which I can focus on it completely, so its 10-12 hour days right now. But it's my baby, and I love it!

I'm back on the music scene! I can be found at Moe's pretty much every Tuesday. Come out and ignore me!
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
dusting myself off.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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I'm a musician, so music would take all day.

Lets just say I'm open minded! I like Bluegrass, Folk, Rock & Roll, singer songwriters, old school Motown, Metal and I love oldies. I'm not big on rap, modern country, or anything with an auto-tuner!

Movies by genre:
Comedy - Blazing Saddles, Princess Bride & Better Off Dead
Horror - Phantasm, The Changeling, & Halloween
Drama - The Razor's Edge, Breaking Away, & The Right Stuff
Sci Fi - Blade Runner, Iron Skies & The Fifth Element
TV - Foyle's War, Band of Brothers, & Secrets of the Dead

Books that changed my life:
Dune, The Dancing Wu Li Masters (physics), & Strunk and White, The Elements of Style
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
My super close friends
A superior sounding six string
A capo
A means to record my thoughts
Good boots
Micro brews
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
The people in my life
Quantum phenomena
The state of humanity
Things I'd like to build
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Out with coworkers and friends or home with my brood
You should message me if
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you're a total basket case or a cat lady, just to make par! :)