I'm not your type, or I'm not the type you would think of during those moments when you are fantasizing about your perfect lover, or even your less than perfect lover. But that's okay, I know that, I've come to accept the reality that my presence isn't anything special. I am who I am and that's all that I am, to paraphrase Popeye. He was one of my favorite cartoon characters when I was a , and as strange as it may seem, I like spinach. Even, as blasphemous as it sounds, straight from a can. As I alluded to earlier, I'm not a lust inducing physical speen. I may be able to induce some lust through my brain, but I can't guarantee it. I don't come with many guarantees, beyond simple respect and common courtesty.

Minha Pessoa Ideal I can't describe a specific type of woman because I'm not looking for a fantasy. The best way I can describe her is that she's comfortable in her own skin, confident, but not arrogant, sexy without being sleazy. Intelligent without being condescending.

Quais são seus cantores ou bandas preferidos?:
Velvet Underground, Patti Smith, The Who

Fale sobre uma de suas fantasias sexuais. Não esconda nada!:
Watching Oprah and Joan Rivers in a threesome with the ghost
of John Belushi.

Que local você fantasia em ter um encontro sexual?:
Na cama, No quarto de um hotel/motel, any empty building

Que tipos de atividades te deixam com tesão?:
open to suggestions

Alguma vez já fez sexo virtual?:
Já fiz, mas não é o mesmo que o real.

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