Spending a bit of time on this site, making sure I have a special someone to spend the post-kid era of my life with.
Spending waaaay too much time playing simulation games, like Civilization. Help me. Watching appallingly-bad films on Netflix on rainy days with the family and producing spontaneous MST3K dialog for them (if you don't know what that is, hang with us, and you will be inducted into this mystery). Whiling away Saturday mornings with kids and friends at Peet's, where we trade afternoon plans and world-domination schemes.
I have a digital routing table, a 3D printer and some mad schemes for fabricating interesting things. I have an amateur-but-serious interest in Egyptology (I can read and write Middle Egyptian in hieroglyphics a bit). I plan to combine these two interests into...nah, I'll tell you over coffee. :-) Ever been to our local Rosicrucian Egyptian museum (I mean, since you were nine)? It makes a surprisingly-fun first date. Or the De Young? Or the Adademy of Sciences? Or the Cantor museum, or our MOMA in the City? I'm fond of a good museum.
Riding my motorcycle along Page Mill road in the fading light of a Fall evening to catch the scent of live-oak and clay. Wanna come? If you're not a rider, you can hop on back (I'm a very careful driver, especially when carrying precious cargo). If you want to learn, I've got a spare bike, and lots of patience for teaching. Bonus if you've got your own wheels and a favorite burger at Alice's Restaurant.
Hiking and generally improving the constitution of my body. I'm not so much into cross-fit, marathons, sky-diving, free-climbing, cliff-jumping, deep-sea diving or any of the vast array of extreme activities that the fascinating women of the valley seem drawn to in SUCH large numbers (especially on this site). However, that being said, I know myself well enough to know that with not-too-much encouragement, I could be convinced to pick up one or more of these habits to enjoy with you. Let's face it, you know how persuasive you can be. I don't stand a chance. ;-) I'd kind of like to take up Kayaking down in Monterey, where I've heard you can be joined by a group of interested otters. How cool with that be?
Enjoying animals...the house has quite a few. We're between dogs right now, but we have a pair of evil cat overlords, some (pet) rats, African turtles, snakes, lizards and memories of many animal friend past. We've adopted a local llama - the owner doesn't know it but we have. We visit her at the stable where she lives and bring her offerings of oats and berries. Yeah, it's a little strange, but find me a family that doesn't have its own idiosyncratic pass-times.
A large collection of random things I haven't listed here, but would emerge as we chatted in person or on-line. A bit of travel, some unfinished ideas for apps, breathing air, Shakespeare-enjoying, contemplating, beach-walking, laser cat-teasing, people-watching, aimless-driving, chai-drinking, etc. I dabble in cooking, sketching and the guitar. My father grew up in London and I've inherited an Englishman's appreciation for the variety of little things in life (and silliness). I'm a fairly "awake" person and I don't get bored easily. I'm very easy on the people around me. I thank waiters, smile at children and cute couples, chat with strangers and things of this sort. I generally do suffer fools lightly, because who among us doesn't play the fool from time-to-time - especially when courting. It's a good thing that women seem to like it when a man goes a little far out on a limb to win her heart, because I probably won't disappoint in this respect. If I'm really interested in you, I'm almost certain to make a bit of a fool of myself over you. We'll have to see.
Giving foot and back rubs...although probably not simultaneously, because well, there are anatomical challenges there. I suppose if you're really limber....I don't know, we'll have to experiment.
I also look JUST like Chris Hemsworth, in that he and I have EXACTLY the same number of limbs. We each have precisely the same chromosome count - 46. Amazing, no? In fact, if an insectoid creature from a distant solar system came to Earth, I doubt he/she/it could tell the two of us apart. Just interesting trivia. People often stop me on the street and say, "Wow! You have the same genus, species AND gender of that guy who played Thor." I don't mean to brag, but I'm just sayin'.
Food? Well, you'd think with all my talk of coffee that I'd like, you know, coffee, but I don't. Not even in cakes or ice cream. My dad brought us up as tea drinkers and I gravitate to Chai's for latte drinks. Another paradox about me is that I'm unafraid of culinary adventure of most kinds, but I could also happily eat the same breakfast weeks in a row.
Here's a thought: imagine that online dating works out for you or me or we otherwise each find someone (maybe each other), and move off of this site, never to return. That means that this has been our one chance to write a little brochure about ourselves. Oh, sure, there are resumes for jobs, but that's different. These are little mini-manifestos about ourselves as personal beings, searching for connectedness. Yeah, there are Facebook profiles and artsy websites we may put up, but there's something kind of uniquely honest and vulnerable about declaring, "I really want you, whoever you are, and I want you to want me too." Unless you have some cause to write your memoirs (I doubt I will), this is our only chance to declare ourselves in words this way to a broad audience, each of whom is interested in the topic of....person-ness. Kind of makes it a worthwhile exercise in and of itself, no?
I spend a bit of time deconstructing where things went wrong in my marriage. I hope to have some lessons learned for my next relationship(s). On the other hand, I don't dwell on it too much.
I'd also like to re-cultivate some good alone time with someone though. Not just for sex and cuddling, but just simple, connecting time, where we feel like real, adult human men and women. You know what I mean. Everything from beach-walking, to soft-ball tossing, movie-going, road-trips, museum browsing and love-making (not in the museum, though...I'm just saying'...). The whole spectrum.
By the way, I've read enough profiles to know "the rules". Many women say explicitly that they expect the guys to initiate the messaging, and I suspect that for every statement to that effect, there are several women who feel that way but don't say it. So when I say, "take a chance", what I mean is "write me back" - even if it's just to say "no thanks". Silence is sad. I always make respectful introductions, with reference to the cool stuff from your profile that caught my interest. I'm not afraid of rejection. Hell, I've already been told by the woman I was planning to grow old with that she'd rather not, and I survived that. I don't think you can top that for rejection. I dare you to try. :-)
For those of you who do feel like messaging, I will do my best to get back to you.