I was born on the banks of Millers River in Massachusetts.
I hot footed it to the central coast of California when I was seventeen.
I have been in Portland for nearly twenty years.
I have had profoundly memorable lives in each of these places.
I have had exactly two long term relationships during my adult life.
I mention the relationships because they speak to my lack of dating experience. I believe I have something of a blind spot when it comes to differentiating the cues suggesting - "hey, let's wrap this up" or "hey, this is a bunch of fun, let's do it again' or "this is a bunch of fun, but we should blow this pop stand and go get our knickers in a knot' I am just a little dumb here.
Frankly, I am tired of lapping up the briny shadows of ruin and am simply looking forward to some easy, bullshit free company.
If I have all of the information I need to make informed decisions, I am OKeh with just about anything.
I will borrow your fire wood and steal your humor.
I tell good stories.
You'd be interested in a mid-night picnic atop Rocky Butte?
You'd care to combat a cool, grey Sunday sidling about the stacks of a public library?
You will say yes to a ride on the back of a motorbike while a summer day plays off of the fine down on your cheekbones?
You have your own motorbike?
You'll humor me with a game of footsie under a table topped with ice cold cocktails?
A neighborhood walk at dusk, watching the rest of the world settle in for the night?
A movie? At home or abroad.
Cannot go wrong.
You harbor a genuine sensuality unabashedly employed to satisfy yourself and your partner?
I will gobble you up.