I'm going to hide for a while. I have some really amazing men in my life right now so it seems silly to keep this profile active. Good luck and love big.
I'm a preternaturally upbeat line cook at a pub in Portland. In my spare time I cook, kick back with friends, drink, eat, drink some more and walk my gorgeous girl/dog named Belmont. I'm a little nutty, a little dirty, and really funny -- unless I'm nervous.
I love Portland, the coast, the mountain, ballet (season ticket holder), traveling and visual art. Especially free day at the art museum. I'm crazy about bourbon; crisp, gritty/dry white wines from Alsace, and reds so stiff you can taste the terroir. Oh and beer. I ♥ beer. My food tastes run to... anything. Heart, liver, tongue, rabbit... anything, really.
I recently turned 50 in Munich, Germany. The trip reawakened the travel bug in me. With some minor resource reallocation, I can hang on to enough money to travel as often as possible. I'm returning to Germany this summer, and after that? Who knows. I'm accepting applications for adventurous travel partners.
I got tired of my hair last year and had it all buzzed off. Yes, 3/8". The 'doo is not to everyone's taste. If long, luxurious, "Hang on Sloopy" locks matter to you, we won't get along. But, not that it matters, I am growing it out this winter.
In a word? I'm 'fearless.' I'll try damned near anything and go damned near anywhere.
I'm a reluctantly cynical, consensual non-monogamist (polyamorous). Right now, I have no primary. I like casual relationships. Not relationships devoid of feeling (I'm totally Cosmic Love Tribe and believe in the 'amorous' part of polyamory), but not stressful. If it develops into a primary relationship, so be it.
If I find someone to spend the next few decades with I won't run away. Nor am I completely sold on the poly lifestyle.
One last thing. I'm not your mum. I will never tell you what to do. What to wear, what to say, what to eat, how loud to play music, how to act. If you're a grown man, I assume you know how to comport yourself in public, and will behave accordingly.
One more last thing. I'll never ask you to carry my purse.