So I have to face up to my geeky side, but I'm also something of a jock: I play soccer twice a week with 20-30 year-olds. I may be 61, but that doesn't mean I shuffle around in slippers and a cardigan wondering where my glasses are. Oh, and I'm also involved in various health and education projects in the developing world.
All in all, I suppose this shows how much I like to try new things, to explore, to engage in animated conversation--and that's what I'm hoping for in a partner. Not so much a partner in crime as a co-voyager on the expedition of the mind.
Ten Thousand Things by Maria Dermout
The Coroner's Lunch by Colin Cotterill
The Last Good Kiss by James Crumley
The Jukebox Queen of Malta by Nicholas Rinaldi
The Silver Cloud Cafe by Alfredo Vea
Bangkok 8 by John Burdett....and so on. But I'll also read anything by Alan Furst or Redmond O'Hanlon and probably my two favorite well-known books are Dispatches by Michael Herr and Gravity's Rainbow by that man Pynchon.
Television: there are only two stellar series on television: Sherlock and Terriers. Nobody seems to have seen Terriers, but it's on Netflix and it's outstanding.
The list of films is about ten times as long, and already I'm exhausted.
Music? Gypsy jazz above all, but all sorts of other music.
Food? Avocados. Vermont Creamery butter. Freshly-baked bread. Apples. Raspberries. What a friend we have in cheeses.
A steady flow of creative, spirited, fascinating conversation
Good wood and carving tools
(One of the above is a lie)