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35 M Cincinnati, OH

My Details

Last Online
Yesterday – 11:47pm
Orientation
Gay
Ethnicity
Asian, White, Other
Height
5′ 8″ (1.73m)
Body Type
Average
Diet
Mostly anything
Smokes
Sometimes
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Never
Religion
Atheism
Sign
Gemini, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Graduated from university
Job
Politics / Government
Income
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Strictly monogamous
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Pets
Likes dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), Spanish (Okay)

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My self-summary
*Warning* There was available space to type, I choose to take advantage of it. If you don't want to read, that might, might, be your loss; regardless of the content...depending on whether you enjoy reading.

I'm always up for a good time. Good time: isn't a tumble in the hay, nor is it an overly cerebral experience, leaving one or two people perplexed. Age: the number of times you've revolved around a star; I would prefer that my potential mate and I not die too many years apart, or at all. Beauty is more controlled by misconception of origin, and what a biased media finds good, or better. Humor comes in many forms, if you can enjoy more than one....then you are ahead of the majority. I would rather die knowing I tried, than revel in victory. A look is more meaningful than a word. Words like this are meaningless to just read, they must be understood. I am a thrall to words though. A decent mate would listen not hear; know rather than learn; discern that pleasure comes from sorrow; joy is the absence of pain; tears can be good; smiles can be false; 
simplicity is the doorway to complexity; Mountain Dew and Carmex are poison; each day is a rebirth; emotions are not the only guiding light to fulfillment; silence is golden; pain is the lull from pleasure; guilt is when you have done wrong and knew it before acting; music can be heard and not heard; everyone lies, but to what degree of deception; blunt does not mean malicious; haughty does not mean arrogant, that's called condescending [;-D]; clothing is for warmth not style; money is the true devil, but creature comforts are always a boon; contemplation is not a way of ignoring attention; curling up next to another warm body is a delight; sweet nothings whispered into the ear are for endearment, not embarassment; the five languages of love are simple affection, gift giving, quality time EARNED together, words of affirmation, and random acts of service; sarcasm is for the sake of humor, not demeaning; friends are not necessarily one's only moral compass, everyone has their own flaws and opinions; mate, boyfriend, partner, dude, husband, significant other are equivalent; breathing is not for everyone, just the people that take the time to do it; a new person is a potential new friend; respect is borrowed from a pool, and must be returned; love has no definition, it has many; fellowship is not friendship; trust is sacred, it must be bestowed wisely, preferrably liberally; eat to live, don't live to eat...but a fat kid treat is allowable on occasion; merryment is a spice you add to the meal of life, add an extra dash; and most important, paramount above the above...everyone must know there are only hours to live, not to kill. I attempt to espouse and embody all of the above. Like anyone else, I am not perfect and never will be; sometimes even I need a nudge to be a reminder that I have strayed from a simple path...that's what a good friend is for. There hasn't been a day ever, that I have not been stressed, elated, deluded, confounded, upheaved, happy, sad, depressed, oppressed, charmed, delighted, inured, adroit...all at once. No one can be perfectly happy...but it can be a goal, can't it? What else can I say other than: I dig everything, but care for very few things. I realize this was more of a stream of thought; but I'm more of a deluge^.^
What I’m doing with my life
I work and it is the means to my ends. If I went back to my dream job, I would embody nepotism and cronyism. What I do for my work, currently though, helps people, and penalizes those who had their chance to do right after the first time. I hang out with friends, because they are who share my heart. I play way too much pool than is normally healthy, because it is a passion. I live the hours I've been granted, because we only have so many. I trade stocks for gits and shiggles, because I would like to retire and enjoy the money I squirrel away. I suffer through winter because I like seeing the flip-flop tan lines on my feet, and disc golf is a simple diversion and a non-competitive way for me to be outdoors. I continually realize everyday as I muddle through this sea of vain bullshit that there are other islands of decency and beauty. I comprehend that there are few who hear, and far fewer that listen. In general I shine on through the murky times, and celebrate the good ones.
I’m really good at
playing pool, people-watching, psychoanalyzing, starting conversation, continuing conversation, doing laundry, cooking, making people feel uncomfortable by being honest, revealing to people that their religion/beliefs are theirs, being crude and lewd with attitude, being proactive and confident, speed reading (when inclined), not being a douchebag (my godson said I'm good at that).^.^
The first things people usually notice about me
is my social versatility; confidence; pretentiousness (the good kind, not the bad kind); I have many nicknames amongst my friends, none self-bestowed; willingness to interact with others; and curious eyes.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Favorite books: The Giving Tree; Shel Silverstein; The Prophet, Tears and Laughter, Voice of the Master, The Sand and Foam, Khalil Gibran; Shogun, James Clavelle; Utilitarianism, John Stuart Mill; The Magic of Recluse, L.E. Modessitt Jr.; The Charm School, Nelson Demille; Anything, Rumi; anything by R.A. Salvatore and many more...

Music: the sad music is a reminder that I have been happy, the happy music is to remind me I have been, or am, happy. I find it inane to list my music tastes; because they are mine. And, it is really simple to appreciate music; and much more difficult to appreciate others tastes, so let's not allow my likes to dictate judgement.

Favorite Movies: Playing by Heart, Beautiful Thing, Broken Hearts Club, Idiocracy, Dazed and Confused, The 5th Element, The Upside to Anger, must I list them all?

Well, my mom is Miao Yao and Han, so if I said no to Asian food, I'd be kicked out of the Chinese club. My dad is a big Euromutt, predominantly Italian, so I guess because I'm hypoglycemic, no flan or sweets. Dicot legumes(allergy), bananas (allergy), eggs that aren't mixed in well(texture), and avocadoes(the bad fats outweigh the good nutrients). For the most part other than the above named foods, I can and will eat anything. I have no favorite cuisines.
The six things I could never do without
Wallet, keys, enjoyment, my sippy cup, nose-ring (it draws attention to the cuter freckles on my face), and music (the sad to remind me of happiness, and the happy to remind me I'm not sad).
I spend a lot of time thinking about
what tomorrow will bring, whether or not today will end well, if I will be more deaf tomorrow in the good ear, when, if, and which muscle will cramp next, if the tea is green or black, how many more people will laugh with me, or at me (I do have some humility), if I will ever learn how to crack the upper vertabra of my back, whether a multi-millenia holy soap opera will ever end in the middle east, what the newest crude comment will be to cure a long uncomfortable silence(I have 6 good ones now), if I will win the next game of pool, if my eyelashes are long enough, what the subject matter will be for the next poem I write, and who the last person I will say goodbye to is.
On a typical Friday night I am
leaving work at 1am and most often meeting up with friends for a drink; probably being the first person to yell: "Pimp down, give them air!", when a friend falls off a barstool XD. And in most cases, being the designated driver for a friend so they can get the regrettable White Castle 4th meal. Yes, I love my friends dearly, enough to enable them with late night sliders and shitty mustard sauce to smother their cheese sticks.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
This is a tough one, how about the top 4? When I was 14, my teacher told me that wanting to be a philanthropist was not an acceptable profession...I was livid. My go-to movie to fall asleep, if I can't sleep, is How to Train Your Dragon. Until I met him in person, I had a severe crush on Balthazar Getty. Sometimes I can channel hillbilly when I speak (I may be a little ethnic, but I am related to many wondrous people). Seriously, don't worry, it doesn't often occur ;-D
I’m looking for
  • Guys who like guys
  • Ages 25–45
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating
You should message me if
On a date, you and I go to a bookstore, then leave post-it note messages in our favorite books for the future person that buys the books. You figured out why my profile is so lengthy; have gotten the casual sex out of your system; are of amiable disposition; not lacking in integrity; upright in character; uninhibited with your emotions; intellectually competent; mature, irrespective of your age and/or experiences; comfortable with being a gay or bisexual male (please be out to yourself at least); have always been faithful to your partner, NO EXCEPTIONS; can operate socially amongst strangers; be versatile enough to tolerate a voice without a filter; are able to use the words 'hubris' and 'humility' in the same sentence describing yourself, correctly, and honestly; understand that you are you and someone else is someone else and that your experiences should be shared not competed; and most importantly, know that there are ONLY hours to live, not hours to kill (if you can name the author of this poem's stanza I will treat for our first dinner). If you thought Big Trouble in Little China was an awesome movie, we will be in heaven (it's not an Asian thing, just an awesome movie). You feel that when something is so awesome, much like love, you feel melancholic. Because it is entropic in a way; and your only response is to love harder, longer, and more meaningfully and thoughtfully. And the only reason why you do it, is because it's worth it. Finally, please feel free if you are unabashed about your desires for truly living life, seeking to be a complement and have one, and sharing the awesome ride! It's not a tall order (however much most people believe it could be), but I believe there is at least one other spiffy guy like me^.^