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NOT THAT ANYONE WILL EVEN NOTICE THIS CHANGE BEING LISTED, BUT :-) [Big Grin], I am UNAVAILABLE for anything other than being a Pen Pal or possible Platonic Activity Partner. I have found my Sweetie. Damn the luck, she has to live in the opposite corner of the Country!!!!!
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The youngest of 4 children, with 3 wiser sisters. I AM ONLY 56, BUT LOOK OLDER. I Have MS Multiple Sclerosis, but it does not have me. I I am friendly, gentle and easy to please.
I am a retired and 'recovering' lawyer, formerly a resident of New Mexico. An ENFP under theMyers-Briggstest criteria. ENFP stands for Extroverted iNtuitive Feeling Percieving. The okcupid.com site has the Myers-Briggs test. See-http://www.okcupid.com/search. A partial description of my type is set out below. It is right on target.
ENFP's delight in novelty. They are optimistic, enthusiastic, and vivacious, craving expressions of strong emotion. With a dramatic flair, they share their experiences with others, hoping to reveal some universal truth or win others over in support of a cause.
I am an intellectual, and a communicator. I am not handsome; but not that hard on the eyes either. I used to walk, swim, play tennis, racquetball, and bike ride to keep in shape.
My undergraduate degree from NMSU 1975 is in Journalism, but I opted to go to Law School, rather than go into the real world. Recently retired after practising law for 29 years.
I learned by listening to my older sisters, just how important kissing is to most women; and how much importance many women place on the first kiss. I have learned that women want to be heard, without being offered advice, at least prior to a specific request. That a woman may well be as interested in intimacy as a man, but on a different timetable, and with a vastly different attitude. That what makes men and women different from each other should be a cause for celebration, rather than a sourse of conflict. That we only have so many days on this earth; and that it is better to spend them happy, rather than sad.
In 1994 I had an essay on my child custody contest published by Newsweek Magazine. That essay also ended up being published in 3 books involving Writing Styles and Gender Issues. I have been working on a fiction book, but am now changing it to a screen play for a better chance of marketing it. Here is a very short section of the book:
When the couple finally entered the mountains east of Ruidoso, they began to enjoy the blue-green of the evergreen trees, the sapphire blue of the New Mexico skies and the white of the thunderheads that build up in the summertime over the mountains. Michobey pulled off the highway and put down the convertible’s top so they could also enjoy the smells of the mountains. The smell was of pine and oak and pinon and juniper, of old memories informing new lives. It was a smell that is alive and is particularly acute if it has been raining, or it is still raining, then the smell incorporates whiffs of saturated ground or wisps of dusty dryness being relieved.
Shortly after leaving Ruidoso the highway turned south onto the reservation. A few minutes later Michobey and Judith arrived at the village of Mescalero, the capital of the tribe. They turned right at the rodeo grounds on the north side of town and drove to the ceremonial Mesa. The mountains loom over those grounds. The focus of the grounds is a dance area in the middle. There were grandstands and an announcer’s booth on the north of the dance area. A line of tipis with tents beside them and domed arbors in front of them are the campout houses of the ceremonial girls on the south side of the ceremonial grounds. There is also a cooking arbor between the girl’s tipis and the dance area.
I am good hearted, outgoing, and thoughtful
NOT THAT ANYONE WILL EVEN NOTICE THIS CHANGE BEING LISTED, BUT :-) [Big Grin], I am UNAVAILABLE for anything other than being a Pen Pal or possible Platonic Activity Partner. I have found my Sweetie. Damn the luck, she has to live in the opposite corner of the Country!!!!!
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The youngest of 4 children, with 3 wiser sisters. I AM ONLY 56, BUT LOOK OLDER. I Have MS Multiple Sclerosis, but it does not have me. I I am friendly, gentle and easy to please.
I am a retired and 'recovering' lawyer, formerly a resident of New Mexico. An ENFP under theMyers-Briggstest criteria. ENFP stands for Extroverted iNtuitive Feeling Percieving. The okcupid.com site has the Myers-Briggs test. See-http://www.okcupid.com/search. A partial description of my type is set out below. It is right on target.
ENFP's delight in novelty. They are optimistic, enthusiastic, and vivacious, craving expressions of strong emotion. With a dramatic flair, they share their experiences with others, hoping to reveal some universal truth or win others over in support of a cause.
I am an intellectual, and a communicator. I am not handsome; but not that hard on the eyes either. I used to walk, swim, play tennis, racquetball, and bike ride to keep in shape.
My undergraduate degree from NMSU 1975 is in Journalism, but I opted to go to Law School, rather than go into the real world. Recently retired after practising law for 29 years.
I learned by listening to my older sisters, just how important kissing is to most women; and how much importance many women place on the first kiss. I have learned that women want to be heard, without being offered advice, at least prior to a specific request. That a woman may well be as interested in intimacy as a man, but on a different timetable, and with a vastly different attitude. That what makes men and women different from each other should be a cause for celebration, rather than a sourse of conflict. That we only have so many days on this earth; and that it is better to spend them happy, rather than sad.
In 1994 I had an essay on my child custody contest published by Newsweek Magazine. That essay also ended up being published in 3 books involving Writing Styles and Gender Issues. I have been working on a fiction book, but am now changing it to a screen play for a better chance of marketing it. Here is a very short section of the book:
When the couple finally entered the mountains east of Ruidoso, they began to enjoy the blue-green of the evergreen trees, the sapphire blue of the New Mexico skies and the white of the thunderheads that build up in the summertime over the mountains. Michobey pulled off the highway and put down the convertible’s top so they could also enjoy the smells of the mountains. The smell was of pine and oak and pinon and juniper, of old memories informing new lives. It was a smell that is alive and is particularly acute if it has been raining, or it is still raining, then the smell incorporates whiffs of saturated ground or wisps of dusty dryness being relieved.
Shortly after leaving Ruidoso the highway turned south onto the reservation. A few minutes later Michobey and Judith arrived at the village of Mescalero, the capital of the tribe. They turned right at the rodeo grounds on the north side of town and drove to the ceremonial Mesa. The mountains loom over those grounds. The focus of the grounds is a dance area in the middle. There were grandstands and an announcer’s booth on the north of the dance area. A line of tipis with tents beside them and domed arbors in front of them are the campout houses of the ceremonial girls on the south side of the ceremonial grounds. There is also a cooking arbor between the girl’s tipis and the dance area.
I am good hearted, outgoing, and thoughtful
