I'm a little bit retired (is that like being a little bit pregnant?), in that I stopped working full time in December, 1999, after almost 30 years as a computer systems architect and statistician with the telephone company in Chicago. (OK, I exaggerate ... it was 28 years, 8 months, and 21 days, but who's counting? And yes, that means I was hired on April Fools Day in 1971.) Took an early retirement offer to take care of my invalid wife, who died in February of 2003. Since '03 I've taught a few math courses at a small university near here for the fun of it. Lost that job in a reorganization in December, 2010m and am now looking for something to replace it.
I am intelligent, caring, and loyal
OK, they tell me I need to tell bits of my life story, too. Widowed since February of 2003, live alone in a house owned and operated by two surviving cats (just ask them).
I'm now being a mentor to a young person, and have had to learn to do text messaging on my cell phone. In my life before taking on this mentorship I think I sent and received something like 6 text messages total. Now we do maybe 30 a day, on a good day. People in their 20's, it seems would rather text than write, talk or do almost anything else. Old dog, new tricks. It's interesting.
You already know I taught math, and I work with computers a lot (not Windows machines, please ... as the song goes, "...Windows is unfit for Hell's poorest minion...". LOTS of extra points if you know what song THAT line is taken from. Nobody has taken me up on that challenge yet, by the way. Be the first to Name That Tune! Google it and the only real hit you'll get will be this profile. VERY broad hint: It was recorded on an album recorded live at the World Science Fiction Convention in Chicago in 2000. Which was, incidentally, the last WorldCon I attended. Maybe some day I'll get to another one ... they're fun.)
Every now and then I'm fairly good at ballroom dance, but I never have a regular partner, don't get to practice, forget what I knew, and end up having to take the basic classes all over again.
I'm pretty good at being a mentor. This is not necessarily always a good thing. One of my efforts, many years ago (in the 1960's), helped set off a very long chain of events that helped lead to some pretty dire consequences for this entire country, depending on your point of view. When you get to know me better I'll tell you that story if you're interested.
Movies: Not many. If most of the recent ones didn't have a bzillion dollar promotion budget, nobody would go see them, unless the person is 12 years old or something I guess. I'll give you amateur psychologists a field day and list my entire DVD collection: Rocky Horror Picture Show; Disney version of Three Musketeers (so maybe I'm a Tim Curry fan); Father Goose; Zulu; Galaxy Quest, Mists of Avalon (a gift from my sister). That's all of it.
Music is eclectic, but must have a good sound to it: anything from Wagnerian opera to 60's California sound to some good Country music (partial to an 80's singer named Juice Newton) to some out of the way contemporary groups (The Roches, for example ... and thanks to my sister Toni for getting me a pre-release of their "Moonswept" album a while back!). Oh, and filk. (If you're Mundane, don't try to figure out what it is. Just give up and read on.)
Food: just don't make it too spicy! And I'm allergic to shrimp and lobster, so those are out too.
An addendum to "music". Don't ask me how, but somehow Winterborn by The Cruxshadows snuck into my list. Magnificent angst. Not sure I should admit it.
Friends, things to do, books, my computer(s); well, that's four. I'll give you more later after I get to know you better. Way better.
(Did you know that computers are perfectly useful objects all by themselves, even WITHOUT an internet connection? We used to use them like that all the time years ago. And then there was the time when you couldn't really get a real internet address unless you had a government contract or university tenure, so we had FidoNet. I had a node in my basement, and did the interconnect thing every morning in the Window, at about 2 a.m. The saddest words in all the world were: "The session was not a rousing success". Anybody else remember those days?)
My plastic Möbius strip with "This Side Up" printed on it.
Just kidding. Mostly I spend my time thinking about people who are in my life and the people who I would like to meet who MAY be in my life in the future.
Or something new. I just (almost) finished a class in Middle Kingdom Egyptian Hieroglyphs. It got too rough at the end, so the last couple of lessons never got done. I thought it would be fun, and I've only ever known one person who read them so I decided to go for it. I wish I'd stayed awake in English Grammar class so I'd learned all the terminology instead of just relying on instinct (and parents who were journalists ) to do things correctly.
Oh, and I like to keep my environment warm ... usually upper 70's (F). My fingers start to go numb if it gets a lot colder than that, even when I'm exercising.
(Did I mention that you need a REALLY good sense of humor)?
*You understand why I had a sign on the bulletin board in my former office that read "Curiosity killed Schrödinger's cat ... or maybe not."
*You're female and you're hoping that fantasy artist Ray Van Tilburg takes my suggestion and comes up with an illustrated t-shirt that reads "Techno-Tart". And you'd probably wear one if he did, just for fun.
*You noticed that I scored in the BOTTOM 15% of the population of "Storge" on the Love Styles Profile Test, and you've looked it up and know that this means that I'm NOT the type who looks for "friendship first" and hopes it builds into love. It usually just doesn't work that way with me. I have women friends who started out as my friends in 1966 and are STILL just very good friends. They will never be lovers. So if you're looking for "friends first, then lovers", you probably need a guy who doesn't believe in "permanent friendship at first sight." (Oh, and as a cautionary note I must add, NOBODY comes between me and my friends. My late wife never did, and I never get into a relationship where the woman is so insecure or controlling that she worries about me continuing my contact with these or any other friends.)
*You can still message me, but you are too young for me if you think that I am too old for you. My interest in dating someone, frankly, falls off a bit if a woman is out of "my generation". My oldest cousin was born in 1941, and my youngest sister was born in 1960. I pretty much regard that as "my generation". There have been exceptions, but that's usually the range in which I date.
*I hasten to add that I am corresponding with many people outside that age range. Indeed, I seem to have a lot more interests in common with younger people than I do with people my own age. The "% Friend" and "% Enemy" numbers seem to match better the further apart our ages are, for some reason. Not sure why. So if you want to talk, Please feel free to write me.
*Oh, and at the Chicago OKC meet up in May 2009 the younger women there said that I was too restrictive and should try to date women even if they ARE significantly younger than I am. So I've reassessed. that whole dating-age thing.