Hi. I'm Rob. I'm terrible at introductory paragraphs so let's just jump right into this, shall we?

I'm an old soul trapped inside a young soul...or do I have that backwards? The simple things in life are important to me. Great friends, great food, being outside, trying new things, laughing. Making other people laugh.

I'm mature enough to properly use a semicolon, immature enough to laugh at the word 'semicolon', and crazy enough that I think it's important that you can do the same. It's a common thread with most of the important relationships in my life.

I'm more or less looking for dates, and although I'm not out friend hunting per se, open to that if we decide you shouldn't be Mrs. [my last name] but we got along really well.

I implement HR strategy at a large consulting firm. It's a really unique job that I love, and unfortunately one that I am constantly explaining to people, even within my own company! I take my career very seriously, but I don't define myself by it nor is it the most important thing in my life. (I'm secretly jealous of all you writers and software engineers and musicians that are pursuing your life's passion. It's my absolute favorite thing about this city, hands down.)

I've mostly followed my job around since college, but the moment I landed here (December '11) I knew I was home. People talk about the luster wearing off after a while, and maybe it does, but the more I know about and experience New York, the more I love it. I feel like I live in a movie every day.

My home base is very important but I also love travel. I try to plan one or two big trips every year to somewhere I've never been. I like all kinds of vacations - active, quiet, city, beach, mountains, you name it. And while I'm a big city person at heart, I also crave nature and every few weeks need to just go walk in a forest or on a beach and cough the city soot out of my lungs. It's reinvigorating.

Finding humor in everyday life. Cooking comfort food. Questioning conventional wisdom. Trying new things. Showering. Accidentally rolling my eyes in inappropriate situations. Keeping my cool when babies stare at me, even though it creeps me out. Parallel parking. Always having a vacation planned. Getting my shoes on and off without untying my laces. Making strong coffee. Listening. Important decisions. Small talk with people's moms. Absorbing positive energy in social settings. Getting MTA to accept my card swipe the first time. Making long meaningless lists. Being myself.

This isn't technically a correct answer, but I get "nice calves" a lot. Even in winter sometimes which is weird...my jeans aren't THAT skinny.

Musically, I like a ton of things, but will always gravitate toward true talents. I can't stand it when "artists" need to use autotune to not sound like crap...what is that about? I use music to set a mood and have a pretty varied taste. I like some of the newer, up-tempo stuff when I want to dance in the shower or need headphone theme music for weaving through tourists in Midtown. Allman Brothers for when I'm cleaning or on a crisp Sunday morning. Simon and Garfunkel or Coldplay for when the weather is crappy and I just want to lie on my couch. Anything that sounds good in a roller rink. (This is unfortunately not an opening to a cute roller rink date idea. I will fall down, a lot...not cute.)

I like to learn and explore, so anything on TV or in a book that feeds my natural curiosity is usually on my short list. My inner nerd loves documentaries and any chance to learn something new about something that's already familiar.

Food-wise, I like pretty much everything. BUT, if it smells bad when you cook it, I promise I will hate it. Outside of the smell thing, I'm pretty adventurous and am always looking for a new experience to complement the familiar ones.

...in no particular order:

1. A good book, when I want to enjoy a day inside my own head.
2. Strong black coffee. I grind my own beans and yes it makes a difference :)
3. Music, because life should have a soundtrack.
4. Travel, to feed my senses of adventure and perspective.
5. Humor, because life is better when you're laughing. (Ever seen the Dalai Lama frown? I'll take his god over the dancing-virgins-in-Paradise one any day.)
6. Leftovers, the lazy man's answer to a home cooked meal.

...why some express trains run local at night. That's too much to have to remember about subways.
...my next meal.
...whether I want to start my own business and if so, whether I'd be brave enough to quit my job to do it.
...why cream goes bad but butter doesn't.
...why my next door neighbor is Ugly Naked Guy and not Samantha Jones.
...what my novel will be about.

I'm equally happy to go out or stay in, although I don't tend to crave going out if no one is pushing me to. Typical is a word to be avoided.

Once I fell face first onto a greased bowling lane in front of 500 coworkers. I'm pretty good at laughing at myself but that one took a few years to be funny.

I look for guys with what I call 'the five S's': smart, silly, sexy, sweet, stable. I'm madly drawn to old souls that are happy being themselves...especially ones that have a cute dog I can love on.