Dating is complicated, Match is just plain silly!

Match.com has gotten interesting again. I am getting more responses to my responses already, but they are generally of the type.

“Thanks for the email, your email and profile were very creative. You are a very eloquent writer and appear to be a very interesting person. However, we are just not a match.”

Ummm… thanks, I think. I appreciate that they have taken the time to respond back of course, but I am always tempted to respond back in the following manner (keeping in mind of course that it is in amused jest… not bitterness, cuz me is never bitter! Heh heh):

“Thank you for responding back. So you are more interested in morons instead of a creative, eloquent, and intelligent dude, eh? Personally I am more interested in those less-on types, but that is just the gentleman I am! Heh heh

Cheers!”

I have looked at far too many ads to take much seriously on Match anymore so I have decided to change my personal yet again to play on much of what I tend to be seeing. I will keep the disclaimer of course.

Matches are good, lighters are better!

There must be chemistry, but there must also be physics, biology, geology, math, and applied statistics. After all they are sciences too! Granted meteorology just doesn’t count as meteorologists are just too much of an odd lot anyhow. Be warned, I am a guy who likes to play games. My favorites include various board games, hop scotch, golf, and Doctor.

I might be Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now. The only thing I am sure of is I am here now. Besides, I know a lot of lefties who you would leave out if you were only searching for Mr. Right or Mr. Right Now (And no, I am not a lucky lefty). So tell me where are you, here, there or everywhere?

My idols include, but are not limited to, Taz, Beaker, and Wile E. Coyote. I have been known to be adventurous from time to time and just finished my scuba certification. As I need something next to tackle, I decided to try this dating thing I hear so much about. I like sweets, have charms to keep the boogie monster away, and might be sensitive if kicked hard enough. I have been told I am funny looking, I mean look like I might be funny, I mean funny. Connection is very important to me as I really don’t think I could handle being around people who just fall apart anyhow. I love the art of spoiling which is probably why I always seem to forget my lunch on the kitchen counter every morning.

Hope to hear from you soon!

Disclaimer: As I know us human being types always have at least a little baggage some is acceptable. However, please limit your baggage to your carry-on, making sure it will fit securely in the overhead bins or underneath the seat in front of you. I appreciate your cooperation in this matter. I know you have a choice in who you date and I appreciate you choosing to date me this evening. I look forward to dating you in the future.

Granted the above is just a first draft. I will change/add to it a bit for awhile.

You say it’s my birthday, well it’s my birthday too yeah!

Yes, I can get a bit scyzophrenic on my birthday, and I do as well. So I have gotten older and I will have to let you guess how old I have gotten now. I am noticing all the little balloon "punching bags" in my cube now. It seems there is a tradition of decorating cubicals for birthdays.

H reminded me that I can now officially run for president. I am working on getting my name on the ballot in all 50 states and the District of Columbia for the next presidential election so I need your assistance when the petition passes by for my candidacy for the Wineaux Party nomination. Please sign it. I promise a bottle of wine on every table and a case in every garage. And remember, Ich bin ein Wein-o!

A Teal Green Weekend

Just a few random thoughts as I am stuck at work on a Sunday after being stuck at work on a Saturday. In some ways I would really prefer to work on Saturday and Sunday and say have Thursday and Friday off. Why, because I think I would really get more stuff done. It is so peaceful here that I almost don't hate the client who is the reason I am here this weekend. I said ALMOST!!! No phones, no speakerphone meetings in the cubical next door where I could swear that at least one participant has an office on the freeway, no one gossiping about the latest affair, no one describing to someone else the fun of pregnancy and dilation, and NOTHING!

So while I am waiting for a few things to process, I am back to responding to match ads. I suppose I just love punishment. This time however, I am making my responses short and sweet. They are still thoughtful, silly, and more than three words, but I don't feel the need to be wordy anymore. I am really wanting to get back into where I think I could meet quality women anymore anyhow. Not that there are not plenty of those somewhere on match, but I think I come across better in person after saying a few things that I am truly excited about. So back to the volunteer type groups, the wine bars, the wine tasting clubs, and the like for me. I will take a warm-hearted gal with a glass of red wine in her hand any day!

Speaking of wine.... I want one now! Me wishes me stuff would be done now!

Bring on the straight jacket, I am officially certifiable!

I am officially NAUI certified to go chase fish around! For the most part the trip was fantastic and as soon as I get back from the Fourth of July Vegas trip, I will put my hat in the ring for the SingleCruise’s after Thanksgiving cruise and look for reputable dive operators in Cozumel, Jamaica, Grand Cayman, and the Keys. Wahoo and yay me!

The first dive was actually just a snorkel near the hotel. I have never worn a wet suit before and so the dive skills were interesting at first. I am a lot more buoyant with a wetsuit so well… let’s just say… Hi! Glad to meet ya! I’m Bob! Still with that finally taken into account it was fun to start with a bit of skin diving.

The second and third dives were out on the boat that afternoon. We went to a cove dubbed the ‘Aquarium’ to start. We were about 30 feet or so and went through the various mask clear and regulator recovery skills. It is a bit difficult to do these skills when you are underweight but all in all it went smoothly there until we just swam around and I began to rise a bit. I spent much of that dive fighting to keep down and even had people rising when they tried to help pull me down. Back on the surface, four more pounds were added and no problemo, dude! Visibility was stated at 30 feet but I and others really guessed it to be less than 20 feet so seeing a large amount of purty things just did not happen on this or the third dive.

A third dive started with a few navigation skills and then just a bit of swimming around chasing rays, angel fish, parrot fish and harassing a few seargent majors. I never did have respect for military authority I guess. J Given that there was more diving the next day there was not even a glass of wine in my hand that evening. I felt naked! :)

The fourth and fifth dives were out on the boat the next morning and we took an hour jaunt out to the dive sight on San Pedro Island. On the way over there were several dolphins playing race the boat and acting as our “guides”. Seals awaited us on these dives with the first one being our deep dive skill set.

Into the water and down the anchor line to 60 feet we went. It really did not feel exceptionally deep and this was when I was really very much at peace with the whole thing. Octopus, puffer fish, and seal fish were added to the chase list this time around, but as with the first two actual scuba dives, the multitude of rock fish were carefully avoided.

The last dive started with a simulation of a rescue of an unconscious diver from the bottom. My dive buddy was a reasonably big guy so getting him up from the bottom was a bit of a struggle. I did not seem to have to worry about ascending too fast anyhow. After that fun, we swam around and found a few more little creatures and had seals dart around us like F-16s. The emergency swimming ascent was somewhat anti-climatic because after that… Viola! Dives and classes were done!

And now I am back at work, today. Gee, yippee!

Santa Claus is a Big Fat Wino

At least according to the ummm.... mathematical statistician (this amuses me for some reason) at the end if this article.

Boston, Boulder tops in pot smoking

Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On!

Interesting to me anyhow!
There have been several major earthquakes up and down the confluence of the Pacific and Americas plates. OK, technically confluence is not quite what is happening but I like the word tonight so I will use it anyhow. Does this mean the world is about to end? I have opened my finest almond sparkling wine just in case. Suddenly I have this strange urge to rent Earthquake and not visit California! :)

Just remember that if the ground is a rockin', well.... ummmm... Good luck!

Life, OK, Talk to me about life… UPDATED

I would like to say I have not posted in awhile because I have been insanely busy, but although the insane part may or may not be correct, I have just been my usual lazy self.

S finally decided that she was really not interested in anything other than platonic dating as she just has too many “issues” that include the ex though I find the possible concept highly amusing it makes about as much sense as she seems to. I was actually relieved to hear her say this as she was really not what I was looking for anyhow and now I am free to chase wine babes again! ;)

Disclaimer for future perspectives: As I know us human being types always have at least a little baggage some is acceptable. However, please limit your baggage to your carry-on, making sure it will fit securely in the overhead bins or underneath the seat in front of you. I appreciate your cooperation in this matter. I know you have a choice in who you date and I appreciate you choosing to date me this evening. I look forward to dating you in the future.

I am preparing for the scuba “final” this weekend. Technically it will be a vacation and as I have already done everything in the pool anyhow, I am not too concerned but I do tend to hate taking tests on vacation. Still, it should be fun.

The end of this month I turn 35 and although I suppose it is still not old I am not as excited I used to be about the birthday thing. It was fun to turn 7, but 7 times 5 does not seem to have the same ‘Wahoo’ ring to it!

I am looking forward to the Independence Day weekend escape to Las Vegas as there will be no tests, no meet the parents, and no worries. Instead this will be replaced by a few friends and a lot of trouble… ;) I mean a few friends and a nice ummm…. tea party.

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OK, since I have been asked, the official celebration is June 29th though you are welcome to celebrate anytime you feel like celebrating. I do accept cash and give certificates, but wine is ALWAYS acceptable! :)

Philosophical Thought of the Day - Here lies Lester Moore. Four shots from a .44. No Les-no more.

There seemed to be several troublemaking Lester Moore’s in the Old West as this appears on several tombstones in ghost towns throughout the West. I have only seen it in person at the tourist trap otherwise known as Boot Hill in ever-exciting Tombstone, AZ.

So why is this philosophical? Well it may not be too much so but the only time I was actually relaxed on the San Diego trip was walking around a small historical cemetery by myself (I think the last person buried there was buried in 1895). It was really more of a reflective relaxation based on the fact that I was surrounded by those who have already lived their lives, relaxed or not. Strange thing about cemeteries to me is there always seems to be stories of how others lived their lives, there struggles, their worries, their joys, there celebrations and so on…

While there lives have been lived, my life is being lived and I am still concerned about how I live it. I worry about most everything lately and I am even worrying about worrying. This is ridiculous to me of course and much of what I have been worrying about lately has steadily been resolving itself anyhow so I am actually finding something good in the silliness: self bemusement! Even the tooth issue that I mentioned that I worried about and mentioned in my previous was a result of silly worrying. I have been clenching my teeth in and out of my sleep a lot lately and shifted a filling a bit. A few days back to using the night-guard and all is fixed again with the dentist finding nothing.

The only thing really keeping me in worry mode is how things really are going with S. Not that things are going bad at all, just feel like I am spinning my wheels on this one lately.

I assume that I have a great life, no less, no more, but somehow I need to tell the part of me that worries about things this fact. I wonder if brut force works? :)

Hide, Seek, Sledge Hammer!

OK, I found something amusing today as well. I think I average between 5 and 6 hours of sleep a night. This is hardly enough and I really need to work on changing this fact. Clocky is amusing, but what I think I need is a ‘Stop dilly-dallying and get to bed already!’

Of course, Clocky evidently has multiple personalities so my alarm clock and I can be psychzophrenic together and so can I.....