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Well, yanno, I used to have my profile all filled out, all full of real non-kink stuff, like how my preferred salad is Brandywine tomatoes, shaved Parmigiano (Spring or Summer if possible), Italian basil (julienned), Villa Monadori Artesanal Balsamico, and a sprinkle of Himalayan sea-salt, and sometimes Kalamata olives... talents (  ,  ), hobbies (  ), religion (  ), politics ( anti-  ), DSM-IV categories, and so on... you know, important shit. Kept my journal, lots of philosophical musings and self-reflection (got lots of compliments), but I got banned by that Wicked Witch of the Web, Mod11 (for posting an article from the Knoxville newspaper containing the "manifesto" by that ratfucker (extreme-right-winger) who shot those folks in the Unitarian church 'cause the "N" word was in it... (I like long, convoluted sentences. Won a "contest" once on another site with 245 words  . But I figured I wouldn't get unbanned, so I deleted it. Whoops...
So, ya know, you can ask.
Well allrighty then...
Now, I know CM isn't really a pervy match.com, but I might as well pretend I might actually meet somebody. So if it reads in places like an OKCupid ad, well, what the fuck. (I'll tell ya, I hate writing profiles. No idea how much is too much. I'm not good at writing fluff or padding my resume (so to speak), either. I also don't know how to write about me without using plenty of "I + verb" sentences.
So how about some non-sex stuff?
I am who I am, I've done what I've done, and I see the world in my own quieky way. No deep secrets, no hidden agenda, no mysterious past, and I don't think I'm too crazy. I believe important things, such as attitudes about money, sexual likes/dislikes, and so on, should be discussed before any sort of relationship commences.
Here's the deal: if you have a checklist of stuff, such as "has to be 6 ft., brown eyes, makes $XXX, drives a Zoomer, and all that other trivial shit, I'm not interested. Go away. If getting along, laughing and loving together, through better and worse, yada yada, then lets connect. My only real qualifications are that you be attractive to me, sexually compatible, and reasonably sane.
I'm not a high achiever anymore. I'd much rather be poor and cuddling on the back porch, or sitting in front of the fireplace, than spending 12 hours a day working so that I can fly off to Budapest or wherever to catch up on my sleep. A Castle is too much trouble; give me the thatched-roof cottage on a lake.
I had a little Shih-Tzu, Smitty (a rescue doggy, sort of) who got ran over a year ago. I loved him and I miss him a lot. I really do like critters, but a foot problem has been keeping me from fixing my fence so I can get another dog. Fortunately, I have a friend who has two very happy Malamutes that I play Hide n Seek, and roll around on the floor, with. Brother and sister, same litter. Sometimes Mr. Big Paws (his real name is Dancer) and I sing duets.
I used to be optimistic and extroverted, but that's changed over the past few years. It's all these tragedies which keep knocking me back. Part of its the chronic pain, which is fortunately being well-treated. It's why I don't garden as avidly as I used to, or do a lot of other things. I once owned a restaurant down in Virginia-Highlands, and my friends still think I'm a great chef, but I've slacked off on that, too. I've just been sidelined from life for awhile.
>> Addendum: Past few months I've definitely gotten back towards being my old self. Feelin' Groovy... major changes.
I'm re-establishing connections with my brother and sister. I also have a stepbro in DC with whom I am close, and a couple cousins who are pretty decent. I also get along with my ex-wife. No acrimony, no anger.
Until about 5 years ago, I often used to flinch when people touched me. I had some insights during an extended "dark night of the soul" and I'm over that, now. Love to touch, cuddle, hug, ... :D
I've been to 16 countries, Hawaii, Alaska, Puerto Rico, and lots of places in the lower 48. I took about 2 years of German classes so I could spend 5 weeks in Munich and Berlin for my 50th b'day without feeling totally lost (I still remember a couple words of it, too! Wonders never cease.). That worked out pretty well; Munich's my favorite city. Great museums, huge soft pretzels, hanging out in a beer garden people-watching, just all kinds of cool stuff to do. I still want to do some more travelling, and my passport's current.
I'm basically retired. Don't make very much at all, but my house and everything in it are paid for. Digging my way out of a medical bill hole, slowly but surely. I take my responsibilities seriously.
I'm into playing music. I'm trying to get a band going that plays 60s SF psychedelic and garage music. Jefferson Airplane, Quicksilver, Big Brother w/ Janis, Allman Bros, the Dead, CSN&Y, and some of the obscure stuff like the Standells, Music Machine, Chocolate Watchband, Sonics, you know, loud and basic. I do enjoy my drumming. Losing fine motor control in my left hand, though. Makes holding the stick a bit challenging. Learning to cope, though, and I think I'm as good on the drums now as I was 20 years ago in Houston. Maybe a wee bit better.
Makes writing difficult as well. My handwriting, which was once of architectural drafting quality, is now akin to that of a 3 year old with crayons. Looks like Arabic. And I make a lot of typos, but I'm cool with it all. Lalalala Life goes on...
I never could get an orchid to flower twice.
I do more drugs than Keith Richards, but they're all prescription. And no, I don't share. Find your own. (that's a joke. I'm nowhere near Keith's league.) I have smoked herb maybe twice a year in recent years, none at all for a long time. Just doesn't do much for me. Would have a couple tokes with the right woman in the right surroundings and have sensual sex with plenty of lube.
I dig fresh tomatoes, basil, and Parmigiano with Villa Monadori Balsamico...
In my youth, when I was hitching around the country having all kinds of adventures, I was basically an itinerant Hippie kid. I'm nostalgic for those carefree days. They weren't always fun, but they were always interesting. Lots of stories there. Maybe you'd like to hear some. Lots of travel stories, too.
I lean towards Buddhism as my personal spirituality, and try to live so that I accumulate only good Karma (Karma means "action" but you know what I mean). I'd have to say that, if I were to pick a religion, it would be the same as Stephen Gaskin's: Hippie. I'd like to meet other aging Hippies and have kind of a scattered "support group", so to speak. Socialize, hang out, look out for each other. If that notion appeals to you, get in touch.
I'm a Progressive (Leftie). I don't really understand "conservatives" at all. They're kinda like space aliens to me (except, oddly enough, a close female friend is hard-core right-wing. Known her since 94). I just don't get most of the Tea Party "issues". If you really need a label, google "Libertarian Socialism". There are some excellent discussions about this particular political philosophy out there. I belong to several politics groups.
I've run out of stuff to tell... oh, yeah, I'm moving... selling my house, and moving into my townhouse. Just don't want to take care of it anymore; it's too much for me. Same neighborhood, though. Moving's a major drag...
The Other Stuff
I'm definitely looking for an LTR. I prefer she be petite, from not TOO many extra pounds to slender, empathetic, and with a degree. I'm an Egalitarian, and not into power exchange except in the BR, where I'm pretty Toppy.
I'm not into hard BDSM. If you need to be flayed with barbed wire, or have your tits nailed to a board, see ya. I don't get anything out of inflicting pain, or heavy bondage. What I DO dig is seeing that you get your jollies (given what I said perviously). Toppety-top.
I've been into assplay for as long as I can remember. As a little kid I was getting a couple neighborhood girls to drop their knickers and bend over. It's something I've had a LOT of experience with, and I really don't want to be in a relationship with somebody who doesn't enjoy it. Not just tolerate it, but really love it.
I'm into fisting, too. I've got smallish hands, and I know how to use them. If you need some help with those big toys, just whistle. (hey, who knows? I might even bottom for you if there are some poppers around...) And I've done a bit of rimming in my day, that's always hot.
I'm always happy to meet other Hippies, and people who identify as being Countercultural in their daily lives.
Peace
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