I have a passion for words, and while my vocabulary is sadly in need of improvement, I do manage to piece together the ones I can access to form sometimes entertaining and informative sentences; they do tend to go on a bit, though. When I read, I read for the words rather than plot and when I listen to music I do so for the lyrics more than the melody.
I spent more time than I would have liked trying to me normal but, finally, after 30 years or so of life, I began feeling comfortable and while the feeling is sometimes transitory, I am more comfortable than not with who I am but I am still learning and evolving, even though, like most people, my first reaction to change is resistance; growth and some degree of pain walk hand in hand, embracing the pain is never easy but often the most rewarding, and, in the end, pleasurable. So, I try to get the most enjoyment out of me that I can, which is good but I still miss enjoying someone else; yes, I have wonderful friends and family and never feel alone, but, and there is a distinction, I am sometimes lonely.
I love european cars, I am now the proud owner of a VW Jetta Station Wagon, yes a Station Wagon. Yay!
I once wrote, "All I need is my guitar when I'm lonely": not entirely true, but it sounds good and I do love my guitars. I have a few, I want more. I recently bought my first Martin, it smells wonderful. No, I am not a virtuoso, merely self taught for my own amusement. Yes, I take requests.
At Present, I live on a farm, a real working farm with chickens, turkeys, sometimes pigs and whatever fresh vegetables are growing in the garden. Oddly enough I am not what you would call an outdoorsy person even though half my life has been lived in rural environs. I suppose you could call me a country boy with city sensibilities, or, you may just call me odd, strange, or weird; all apply, none offend.
I have a beard, I wear a hat and jacket: these things make me comfortable. Recently I discovered I like french cuffs. Laziness prevents me from wearing a tie more often but I do always carry a handkerchief.
Apparently I do not photograph well, or at least do not photograph myself well, and have been told I look better in person which was a relief since I was unhappy with all of the photos I uploaded. (Hey, I am trying to attract someone here)
When it comes to emails I can be quite verbose, prepare yourself though of late I have been a bit taciturn as in real life.
Should we meet in person I may be quite quiet, prepare yourself; I do warm up eventually.
For all intents and purposes I have quit smoking, I use an ecig, which means I am a Vapist.
I must admit, I am a Whovian. I am a Trekkie as well, though not actively. To simplify, I like Sci-Fi.
I am disabled, though not technically handicapped and I am in NO way looking for someone to fix me! Also I am not wealthy nor am I in any debt and could care less about how much money you make or have.
When it comes to books I prefer Capital L, Literature and can be quite the snob about it, however, if you read trash I will not mind. The majority of books I read are older than I, usually much older. What do Jonathan Swift and I have in common? Both non-nihilistic misanthropes. I am not pessimist, however, rather a realist.
"Sometimes I almost feel, just like a human being."
I am Dark, Dry, and Quixotic.
Oh, and I am good in an existential crisis.
Books: The Painted Bird, The Heart is a Lonely Hunter, Fahrenheit 451, Pale Fire, Gulliver's Travels and In Cold Blood
People: Albert Einstein, Theodore Roosevelt, Myrna Loy, Betty White, Michio Kaku and Jane Lynch
Movies: Monty Python's The Meaning of Life, Mona Lisa, Brazil, Duck Soup, Harvey and The Thin Man
Music: Steely Dan, Sleater-Kinney, Rush, Elvis Costello, Tom Lehrer and The Tragically Hip
TV: Doctor Who, The Office, House, Top Gear, Bones and Family Guy
Food: Chicken Salad, Lasagna, Brownies, Sweet Potato Biscuits, Stuffed Ham and Fried Oysters
Coffee: Is there anything nicer than a hot cup of coffee? It warms you body and soul, energizes you and tastes fantastic! If you are British just substitute tea; I shall not argue the point.
Cleavage: Just the slightest hit is intoxicating, as Pete said, "A little is enough." Pushed up and together is as sexy as big and bountiful, I have no preference.
Capos: They make my guitar playing simpler, of course, and sometimes more expressive or simply changes the flavor of the tune.
Why is there celery? Celery Sucks! Disgusting.
Is something wicked this way coming?
When Vince Clarke formed Erasure, did he consciously seek out a
male singer who sounded like Alison Moyet, albeit in a higher
Capital punishment for wearing socks and sandals is not too
Windmill proliferation scares me.
Really bad and really esoteric jokes.
A woman wearing one of my oxford shirts: incredibly sexy. (I am a
guy, something sexual had to be in there)
I am disabled, though not technically handicapped and I am in NO way looking for someone to fix me!
I have friends named Bill and Bob.
John Barrowman is one pretty man.
I edited my profile after three months and it really, really needed it. I added and yes, changed, a few things.
There are other things I like, sure, but if they are not you exactly that should not prevent you from contacting me. In that vein: Bonus points if you enjoy wearing a dress and make-up, not all the time, but when you do, do it because it feels right or, he said selfishly, do it for me and in that case extra bonus for black eyeliner and bright red lipstick possibly humming a Bauhaus song.
And, of course, if you appreciate run on sentences you will, at least, have a good time exchanging messages with me if all else fails.