I value integrity, courage, intellectual curiosity, and a sense of humor.

Spanish was my first native language.

I get along well with postmen, black people, waitresses, pastors, dogs, whores, rich white guys, and outcasts of every stripe. People down on their luck really like me. People who are doing really well like me. People in the middle, not so much. I don't know why that is.

I look like a "tough guy", but I'm not. I just shaved my head because I didn't like having a bald spot. I think it's a testosterone thing. I have a lot of that, but I'm actually really sweet. I just need a woman who actually likes a guy with a little hair on his back.

I am good with kids. I am very proud of my scholarly, athletic, faithful, loving, funny children. I don't see them as much as I wish I could due to my divorce. That's a heart ache.

I can read and feel people very deeply, just by looking at them.

I have very intelligent hands that bring emotional and physical release to a person. I used to believe that I could heal people with the touch of my hands, but now I believe that I can only give short term relief.

I like Bach, Igor Stravinsky, Nine Inch Nails, and the Vienna Boys' Choir. I love strings, flutes, the tin whistle, the hammered dulcimer, oboes, wine, the application of fibonacci ratios to the female form--even the smell of perfect tobacco, although I have never smoked.

I appreciate quality of all kinds and have no problem acknowleding good when I see it in someone. Translation: I know how to treat a woman.

I like to work out. Sometime, when I sweat, it's like I feel the sins of the world coming out my pores. But, it's just sweat.

I used to believe that physical beauty was an essential quality in a lover. Maybe it is, but, for the first time in my life, I think I have come to a point where I really appreciate the supervening primacy of integrity in relation to oneself and in relation to others.

If you have integrity, that's enough.

Intelligent people never lie. It doesn't work. If you really want to deceive someone, you tell them the truth. Most people never get that.

Learning to manage risk. Trading commodities.

seeing things before most people.

I have several points of commonality with a race horse. But I have to be in love.

I never asked anyone what the first thing they notice is. I think this question calls for an answer that only someone with a high degree of self conscious insecurity would have an answer for. The whole point of maturation is to get outside the whole "What about me?" thing.

I like anything with garlic or olive oil, so I am a cinch for Italian or Greek or Lebanese or any mediterranean food. But the most important part of enjoyment is not what you're eating or what kind of house you have; it's being with the people you love.

I have a theory about this song Nella Fantasia": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B2QTIPChkfs:

I think the "vento caldo" is a person.

One of my favorite movies is "The Mission." I really identify with that character. And this rendition of Nella Fantasia on youtube, every once in awhile I pull it up and watch it, whenever I get to thinking that fat women can't be sexy. I would wear this woman out.

I just saw "Waking the Dead" with Jennifer Connelly, for the first time in several years. What a relationship she and Billy Crudup sustain! That's basically what I want.

Repentance: the change of mind, based on a belief that it's not to late to become an excellent soul. People think it's an action, but it's actually a character quality; the cornerstone of, for example, that masterpiece, "Christmas Carol", where Scrooge wakes up on Christmas morning and figures out that it's not too late to change. That's one of my favorite passages in literature, next to, perhaps, the soaring heights of Hamlet, or the second chapter of Luke.

I have learned over the past several years that a man can get along with a great deal less than he realizes.

At this point, I don't think I could do without kidney beans, canned tomatoes, onions, decent coffee, and this laptop computer.

I would cook, but who am I going to cook for? Myself? Nahh.

I used to eat. Not so much anymore.

trends of all kinds and why they seem so obvious after they appear. Why can't I see them beforehand? That's the quest: to see.

I think about all the things you aren't allowed to talk about out loud

Why do people prefer their tribal identity to truth? What if people were truthful? Tribes would take care of themselves and maybe I would have a few friends.

Does anybody really believe that it's necessary for races to be identical in order for their members to be equivalent? Why is "valency" and function of uniformity? That's like saying that Tiger Woods isn't an athlete unless he invents a substitute for the internal combustion engine.

Every family has variations. It doesn't make me any less human to recognize endemic weaknesses as well as strengths within the spectrum of humanity. Why is it do dangerous to say stuff like that?

alone watching a low budget indie drama with great acting.

I can read people's thoughts and predict events. Not at will, but just, I sometimes know things I have no right to know. Usually, my timing is wrong. But then, what I said would happen, happens, after I have been proven wrong.

I can tell you what a judge is going to do in court. I can tell you what the parties are going to do, and how it will play out. I am almost always right.

I predicted this recent rally in the stock market in November 2008. I called it the Obama feel good rally. I said that it would begin in January and end in July. It began in March. I think it ends this month: October 2009. There. I just bought us another three months of gains!

Sometimes, people are afraid of what I see, and I am seldom believed. Then, circumstances vindicate what I said.

If you've gotten this far, I might as well tell you: I am sort of new at this dating thing, but for three years I had a great sexual relationship and living celibate is really starting to wear on me. I hope that doesn't shock anybody, but, there it is....I am tired of being alone. I really want to share life with someone. I want to create love in my life. And I guess, that's why I am here. I want to laugh and live with somebody.

Caveats:

Everybody gains a little weight after a divorce. However, if you prefer books to travel; talking about people versus discussing ideas; food over sex; if your treadmill has clothes hanging on it; if you are into "and then I go and he goes and so I go and she goes and "Can you believe she said that?"; if you resent male sexuality as "exploitation," etc., then I am the wrong guy for you. Advice: Invest in yourself. Love yourself, and you will attract love. It's what I finally had to do.

If you have 127 defense mechanisms, hangups, etc., and have been burned: I am sorry about whatever happened to you. I didn't do it.

If you aren't extremely bright, I will relate well to you, but you won't relate to me. I know that sounds haughty, but you don't put Shaquille O'Neal with a Korean gymnast. It would never work.

If you are a beautiful young woman, AND highly intelligent, and like Old Spice kind of guys, we probably have a fair degree of erotic potental.

If you are a straight, middle class, (race not an issue, but my mother swears I'm white), self made business owner; if you do Pilates (or some such act of ritual self love) religiously; if you've not forgotten why it's so cool to be feminine; if you are able to use your charms to tame a strong man; if you have dreams, we could probably have a good time. BTW: I don't use toys. If you need them to get off, you're far too jaded for me. Recover the inner child, and let's talk.

That leaves about 1/1000th of one percent of the women on the planet. So that's basically is why I am here more for interesting tests and stimulating conversation than, you know...ass.

I am an equal opportunity asshole/knight in shining armor. If you can see through all this bravado, and you still don't think I must be some kind of a jerk, do call me. I would be honored to know you.