Is it a bad sign when someone asks you about the person your dating and a tear falls from your eye as you leap into oncoming traffic?

Vegas; one of the few places still encouraging men in their fifties to dress like their in a boy-band from the 80's.

A picture is worth a thousand words, but conversations with them generally end in dissapointment.

Someday I'd like to be a father, not of a human child, but something more reasonable.

I've always wanted children... not of my own, but for yard work and reaching into tight places to get things I've dropped.

Saying, have a great work-out is like saying, I hope you pull something.

If no-eye contact sex were a sport, I'm not saying I'd make it to the Olympics, but I like my chances.