"I wish I met you decades ago. Truly, I don't think you have the energy, or the guts to keep up with me. I have scars - inside and outside. No I don't have a bullet hole in my back - it's only a powder burn. I ride a motorcycle and I share my home with ferrets. My son ran away to Grad School years ago - but he still visits me - I will get a mother's day gift (sherries berries) and a father's day gift (a tie) - not funny if you think about it - after all - I did both jobs. What are you going to do with your life? I haven't done a rock and roll concert in ages. Do folks still light up a doobie - or is that frowned upon due to smoking restrictions? Do you want to talk with me? I have a sense of humor. I write stories. True stories - I sometimes embellish. If you want to read one I'd value your opinion. I am not interested in a hook up. I want to talk to you."