always looking out for an opportunity to come on to some woman. I like
women a lot, and have more-than-liked (wink wink nudge nudge) a fair
number over the years.
But let's get real.
I'm 48 years old.
I have gray streaks in my beard.
I don't dress well.
I don't own a home.
I don't own a car.
In fact, I haven't driven since Drivers Training in High School.
I don't have much money.
I don't have much of a job -- hey, telemarketer, hello?
I have a quirky sense of humor.
I have a quirky personality, and everything else.
So most women will not be particularly interested in me.
I know that, and since I know that, if I come on to anyone who wanders by
and smells female -- and these days, that could mean a bunch of different
things -- I know I'm being rude, 9 or more times out of 10.
And I may have a whole lot of annoying qualities, but I'm at least not
And, well, if that's not like A Lot Of Other Guys, that's a bad thing?
If one of those rare women come along who can look at the whole package
and -still- be interested, and who interest me, well, I'm willing to
listen. Nothing has stopped working, turned purple and fallen off, so all
in all, I'm doing fine.
Other than that, what do I care?
On the other hand, I am the host of an Internationally-Syndicated Talk
Program on that Interweb thing all the kids are into these days. So one
never knows, do one?