I'm a realist, it sounds more optimistic than pessimist; I am here, after-all, to attract.
I went to school, spent a big chunk of life doing that, up until my late 30's actually. Dabbled in all sorts of different areas of study, usually leaving more confused and further behind than when I started, but education is never lost.
I've travelled a bit, mostly on one continent, the one we live on, mostly the west coast of USA, been to Mexico, but just resorts, which I imagine don't give me much of the mexican experience. Visited Europe in my youth, lived a bit in Japan. I've sadly seen very little of Canada, with exception of a cross country drive from Ontario to BC. I'd like to head east to the maritimes this summer.
Pretty set in my ways, I see cranky old fart being an adjective used frequently in my future. That's not entirely true. I've got a sense of humor, mostly dark and witty, but it could be an attribute worth having while serving out my last days at Sea Breezes retirement home on the Florida Gulf coast.
My passions, not all encompassing, are cars and carpentry. How fortunate they both start with the letter C, not that it has any significance. I love anything Porsche. Cars are interesting, I spend a lot of my free time studying cars and the people that drive them, I feel a persons car can tell a lot about their personality. That said, it's unlikely I'd be compatible with a person who drives a BMW, unless it was built prior to 1992 or is a F650GS motorcycle; chances are not good either if you drive a Prius. And if you don't know what any of those are, then, you, me, issues.
Movies. The Big Chill, Laurel Canyon, Waking Ned Devine, Kill Bill, It's Kind of a Funny Story, The Hours, Annie Hall, Capote
Music. Ruby, by The First Editions (Kenny Rogers)