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PopCultureMD

47 M Atlanta, GA

My Details

Last Online
Online now!
Orientation
Gay
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 11″ (1.80m)
Body Type
Athletic
Diet
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Never
Religion
Agnosticism
Sign
Taurus, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Graduated from law school
Job
Law
Income
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Pets
Likes dogs and has cats
Speaks
English, French (Okay)

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My self-summary
Like most gay men, I’ve always wanted to date a superhero. Oh sure, there was this one time that I thought I finally had my hands on a man of steel, but, in no time at all, he turned out to be more of a wonder woman. I’m still trying to repress the magic bracelets. Think about this, though. What if you could date an actual superhero? What if you could march right into the Gay Halls of Justice and take your pick? Who would it be?

For me, the choice would be anything but easy. I guess I’d have to start by ruling out Batman and Robin, despite the hot costumes and the action-packed utility belts. Even if they had an open relationship, I’m just not that kind of a guy. How about Aquaman, then? I’ve got four words for you— I . . . don’t . . . eat . . . fish. Superman could be an interesting choice. He’s smart, strong, brooding, and a fan of lycra. But, on the other hand, he’s a space alien prone to freaking out whenever he gets too close to red kryptonite. Not a good fit, I’m afraid. Besides, “Superman IV, The Quest for Peace” put the green kryptonite to my Superman fantasies back in 1987.

Okay, so I’m running out of talent here. Running . . . now, who does that remind me of? Of course, there’s The Flash. He’s definitely a looker, but who wants to date a nanosecond man? Not me. There’s Hawkman, but something about his personality makes me think he might really be more of a Chickenhawkman. I don’t qualify for that. Wow, faster than a speeding bullet, I’m already down to the second-tier heroes. Let’s see, no one can possibly measure up to Apache Chief if he decides to go all “eh-neek-chock” on you, and Samurai is always passing wind. Gross. This just isn’t working out. I need to stop now before I’m left with nothing but Gleek—an outcome that would definitely make me take the form of a very disappointed man.

But maybe my focus is wrong. Maybe I should think more about the man behind the mask and how I could be his sidekick. As for my own special powers, I’d list: (1) the creative ability to paint Fauvist abstracts, write plays, and do a mean Garth Brooks imitation; (2) the talent to pull off a secret identity as the CrossFitting love child of Neil Patrick Harris and Bob Harper; (3) the knack for traveling the world, uncovering culinary masterpieces, and  replicating the meals at home; and (4) the stubborn tenacity of a smart, farm-raised southern boy to live by the ideas that men should be men, relationships are built on mutual respect, and everything is a little better with imagination and a cocktail.

And, as for my boy wonder, I think that he would have to be someone who is: (1) smart and funny enough to laugh at American Dad and discuss string theory with me during the commercials; (2) very fit and athletic, but not likely to drown in his reflection; (3) curious about the world and eager to explore different places and cultures; and (4) content just to slip into his secret identity and stroll through the Georgia Aquarium with me, occasionally bumping shoulders and smiling at the contact.

You know, that’s the guy who could make me forget about all those capes and tights and Wonder Twin powers.

That’s the guy who would be my hero.
What I’m doing with my life
I'm a lawyer, but I'm a lot more similar to Atticus Finch than Billy Flynn. On occasion, I substitute for the Dread Pirate Roberts.
I’m really good at
Bending words to my will, leaping miniature buildings with a single bound, releasing the Kraken, scaling the Cliffs of Insanity, hacking the planet, invoking the power of Grayskull (which appears to be malfunctioning at the moment), and counting backwards in French.
The first things people usually notice about me
In the real world, it's probably the Cheshire Cat grin. In this virtual world, where people stop being polite and start being surreal, it's my chestiness.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
My favorite movies include The Princess Bride, Psycho, House of Yes, Field of Dreams, Army of Darkness, anything by Tim Burton, and Grease 2 (I know, I know-- it's a Maxwell Caulfield thing).

As for music, my favorite band is REM, and I am one of those rare souls who is actually happy to discover that he has been Rickrolled. Current musical interests include Kate Nash, James Morrison, and Grace Potter & The Nocturnals.

When it comes to TV, I'm always up for a marathon of The Twilight Zone or Buffy, and Seth MacFarlane is my idol. I dream of a crossover episode where Stewie and Roger attempt to outgay each other. Strangers with Candy is genius, and Futurama is often the smartest and most touching show to be found.

I strongly prefer Janeway. Yes, really.

With books, I try to balance right brain and left brain. My last fiction book was The Passage by Justin Cronin, and I'm currently reading the sequel. Nonfiction was On Writing by Stephen King. I also once had a confrontation with a drag queen who commended my ability to "read a bitch."
The six things I could never do without
1. Hemingway daiquiris
2. Blank canvases to paint (after the daiquiri if it's an abstract)
3. Bench presses (before the daiquiri to earn it)
4. Chauffeurs (after the daiquiri-- lawyer, remember)
5. Snorkeling equipment (after no more than two daiquiris on the beach)
6. Snarky banter (before, during, and after the daiquiri)

(In reality, I only have one or two drinks a week, and, after one or two drinks, I am no longer in reality.)
I spend a lot of time thinking about
1. Whether Goofy could communicate with Pluto by barking.
2. My inevitable coronation as the Alpha Nerd.
3. Whether the rational middle ground between hookups and instant relationships still exists (and I am not referring to the center position in a threeway with two logical men).
4. Whether benzoyl peroxide clears body thetans.
5. The original Red Power Ranger. In uniform.
6. If Ang Lee made a gay scifi movie, would it be called "Escape to Brokeback Witch Mountain?"
7. Outsmarting the Watson computer (which likely involves a power button maneuver).
8. Onomatopoeia. Oh, snap!
9. Astronaut Mike Dexter.
10. Whether the sin wagon has seat belts.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I'm already an open book.*

*written in invisible ink.**

** in Latin.***

*** in the secret code from The Goonies.
I’m looking for
  • Guys who like guys
  • Ages 30–50
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating
You should message me if
You like brainy gymnasts.