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Renaissance Woman Inquire Within
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| Gwhiz |
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| Relationship Type: |
Dating |
| Any Children: |
Yes, not with me |
| Future Children: |
May be |
| Profile Region: |
50 |
| Live in: |
San Bruno, CA, |
| Member Gender: |
Male |
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| Member ID: |
33145 |
| Age: |
59
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| Occupation: |
Executive |
| Ethnicity: |
White |
| Religion: |
Other |
| Height: |
5' 7" |
| Weight: |
150 |
| Eyes: |
Green |
| Hair: |
Brown |
| Marital Status: |
Divorced |
| Education Level: |
College |
| Smoke: |
No |
| Drink: |
Yes, socially |
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| Seeking: |
Female |
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| Music feeds my soul. A devout passion about and for life and livelihood drives my psyche. A recent return to the Bay Area from New York has put my mind and body at greater ease. The pace of western life is more suited to my emotion and professional desires. Unlike New York, unencumbered views of the Bay Area help me to be open and creative in much that I do, both personal and professional. Accomplished in the advertising and PR field, my outgoing nature is sometimes tempered by my romanticism. The thought of being swept up by the brains and beauty of a renaissance woman can be intoxicating. Music of all kinds (heavy metal an exception) feeds my soul and imagination. Folk, Classical and New Age provide the staple for my musical hunger, although I am a fan of anything that stimulates the passion for life and love, including nature's own musicals. My eleven year old son keeps me honest, guessing and envious of his wit and wisdom at such an age. He shares my love for travel, adventure and a fine repast. He is of course too young to indulge my fondness for a rich cabernet or a silky chardonnay. But he does fancy my culinary skills for such things as rack of lamb, 6 cheese lasagna and sushi (not necessarily all at once.) I also am pretty handy around the house -- my mechanical skills rival my intellectual curiosity. I even do windows (98 and glass). For emotional stimulation, romance movies, thoughtful poetry and thrillers can get my adrenalin pumping, much in the same way as the dream of a perfect love. Speeding down Route 80 through Wyoming and Nevada, windows open, music penetrating the ears and sun penetrating the skin with nothing ahead but a ribbon of road is a close third. So if you love who you are and what you do and want to share some of your own wit and wisdom with someone who has the capacity to respond in kind, write me.
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