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56 M New York, NY

I’m looking for

  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 40–100
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating

My Details

Last Online
Yesterday – 9:14pm
5′ 6″ (1.68m)
Body Type
Atheism, but not too serious about it
Graduated from university
Art / Music / Writing
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Doesn’t have kids, but might want them
English, Afrikaans

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
A human without a mate is like a sentence without a verb.

Yes, so I'm here for romance -- love, cuddles and the whole longterm multi-orgasmic-in-mind-and-body thing -- but I'm also looking for fun pals and folks to collaborate with on our creative projects. And there's another plus to meeting: I could be your eccentric, bohemian friend.

I write: novels, songs, screenplays, plays, musicals.
When inspired, 1,500 words every morning, then I'm game for anything. When not, I read novels and intellectual tomes (Heidegger, anyone?) to braid the void.
I also perform -- singer-songwriter, one-man shows, slam poetry.
So instead of being a consumer of culture, like most of us, I'm having a go at producing it, too.
Plus I make the fluffiest omelets you can imagine. They're like munching warm summer air.

I love doing the dishes. No kidding.
I run a few miles every day (though it's years since a marathon).

I'm financially independent (but live modestly); bohemian (gave up 9-to-5 wage-slavery in 1997 and mostly wear black); highbrow (prefer Wallace Stevens to Billy Collins, Bob Dylan to Barry Manilow); off-the-grid eccentric (no TV, no Facebook, no Twitter, no phone -- what, no phone? gadzooks! forsooth! yep, no phone, though I check my email every day); peace-loving (would rather be a bonobo than a chimpanzee); and bawdy (I like to make love till we're both reduced to senseless blobs of gasping pleasure: I find it really makes up for a bad hair day).

Low maintenance. Don't mix well with high-maintenance partners.

Can't quite decide if I'm more romantic than sentimental, or vice versa. This song I wrote and sang embroiders some of this confusion:

I spent the first half of my life acquiring a thick skin, and now I'm trying to shed it to become the sweet, sensitive chap I am at heart.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Getting everything I create out there into the world, starting with a CD of my music, the publication of a novel at long last, and the production of an independent movie I wrote (if we can raise the last half million; any takers out there?).
Aiming to do some good in the world if I do well.

I'm making music with two great platonic friends I met via OKCupid; we're looking for one more keyboard/guitar/whatever player who can also sing with us. Yep, we've started a band. We may call ourselves the Geezers. Prove to the young 'uns that we oldsters can rock out.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Empathy. That's why it's difficult for me to be friends with folks from that weird, selfish cult -- the Republican Party.

I love the ritual of courtship. Wooing. Flirting. Bantering. Our eyes meeting, our hands holding, fingers entangled, sparks flying between us, hearts opening to each other like flowers to the sun, the first probing kiss, the hunger for each other, at last being naked together, the intimacy of the afterglow, the final commitment of unfolding and enfolding love.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I'm funny.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
Books: Middlemarch, The Great Gatsby, Love in the Time of Cholera, The Code of the Woosters.
Movies: Persona, This Is Spinal Tap, All About Eve, 1900.
Music: Beatles, Dylan, Sinatra, Miles Davis, Ella Fitzgerald, Mahalia Jackson, Pink Floyd, Captain Beefheart, Van Morrison, Bjork, Bowie, Bartok, Arvo Part, Stockhausen, Debussy, Klaus Schulze, Abba, Pet Shop Boys, Tune-yards, Perfume Genius.
Shows: everything Sondheim. And Helen Mirren in Prime Suspect.

Writers: J.M. Coetzee, Faulkner, P.G. Wodehouse, Levinas, Heidegger, Yeats, Neruda, Keats, Wallace Stevens, Shakespeare, Tennessee Williams, Jane Austen, Cormac McCarthy.

Directors alive: Gaspar Noe, Michael Haneke, Bernardo Bertolucci.
Directors dead: Bergman, Wilder, Dreyer, Tarkovsky, Visconti, Renoir, Resnais, Pasolini, Godard, Kubrick, Welles, Kazan, Chaplin, Leone, Hitchcock, Max Ophuls, Bunuel, Satyajit Ray, Fassbinder, Cocteau, Clouzot, Bresson, Rossellini, Sturges, Ozu.

Artists: Matisse, Francis Bacon, Anselm Kiefer, Christian Boltanski, Rothko, Eva Hess, Howard Hodgkin, Hans Hartung.

Food: olive oil, salads, mangos, figs. Whatever.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
1. Love
2. Love
3. Love
4. Love
5. Love
6. Love
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Sex. I'm a guy. What can I say? I don't believe in God, I believe in cunnilingus.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
singing the body electric
doing the arts eclectic
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I'm partial to big butts.
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over.
If you're funny, arty or brainy.
BTW, the funny sexual references are deliberately planted to scare away the Puritan, the pious, the prudish, and the non-Puckish, i.e. to weed out the stiffs and the sexually insecure. If you don't have the confidence to laugh about something as basic as sex, your sense of humor may not wicked enough for both us. But apologies if you feel offended. We all have different ways of being in the world.