It has become painfully clear that most of the women on this site have been raked over by an untold number of jerks, perhaps I number among them, I hope not. I am sorry to all of you for all the pictures I have read of with guys flexing in front of cars, or looking like thugs, or taking pictures of themselves in various states of undress. For all the people who claim to be just what you are hoping to find so as to get into your pants. Who lie about their age, height, photo-shopped pictures, marital status, and probably a slew of other details I have not heard or read of. Please take heart, there must be some one for everyone, at least that is what I keep hearing.
Keep in mind that this is coming from an apparently ill mannered slob.
That being said.... Here we go.
I am a native to L.A. County. I know lots about where every thing is and still manage to get lost trying to find stuff. I am currently working in a career that most people would avoid and having a ball with it most days. I get to climb on stuff, and be more active on the job than most people are in the gym. I use all kinds of tools and torches and things that arc in the night. Bottom line, the money ain't bad. I have worn many different hats in my lifetime so far. I have friends that I have known for decades. I have a pile of college credits that I may never get to make use of and am coming to not care about it because it was all part of the journey. I am whimsically weird some times but no one to underestimate. I like animals and they seem to return the feeling. I think I may have spoiled my dogs but they don't seem to mind. I have many strange hobbies, I love archery, movies, building things I can't find, when alone or with someone I feel comfortable with I sing with the radio. I love to go to swap meets and look for strange and wonderful stuff. I love to people-watch and often make up details about who walks by. I have a long time love affair with science fiction and know way too many details about comic book characters. My friends would most likely explain to you that speaking to me was your first mistake. I love my friends but they can be jackholes, you should hear of our adventures sometime, they would frighten some and amuse others.
Now the reason I am here...
I am looking for someone special, she may even read this at some point. I hope so. Hello, by the way. And yes, to every one else, this last bit may seem strange and or creepy, and not just for grammatical reasons. That's O.K., because it probably won't to her. I want some one to have wonderful conversations with, to lust after, to go places and do things with, to show things to and learn from.
I am not looking for perfection. I am looking for some one that is perfect for me. Where the hell have you been?