The not-so-impossible-romance with a friend

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About me

I like... Slow dancing, "To Sir With Love" with you, a lady FRIEND, "word game," side by side, holding you, one word--listening to you, delving into your mind, listening to your dreams, arm in arm walks with you, having YOU fly us to NY, Toronto, Vegas... How I pay the mortgage... I own an ad agency, primarily in print media, web design, as a pilot, I tow airplane banners for fun. I assign myself the fun jobs: flying, writing the headlines, airbrushing/retouching photos but my passion is for writing books. my ethnicity: I was born in Atlanta a month after the jet landed out of Canada. I’ve lived in Canada, Athens, England, Scotland, Ireland, Holland etc. I’m good with accents: Regular and Total Hoser Canadian, English, Redneck, Ghetto, Hick, Surfer, NY etc. Ed: Believe it or not, my boring CPA career lasted all of 3 months. I have owned an ad agency--writing too ever since. I've been lucky in that I can combine the artistic with science, math and business. Thus I am certainly no starving artist. favorite hot spots: Flying on 2-3 day trips with you, course set, you follow the moon, low-noise restaurants/ pubs, “playing hotel” at the Peachtree Plaza, hot fires. warm feminine arms and cool water, as we gamble our lives away on a Mississippi river boat... Getting right to it... Arm in arm, Chateau Brion with you and my pal, Robert Mondavi '75, playing 'where's my hemline' under the table only if you whisper yes twice... ballroom dancing, a woman now a lady. But remember now: you whisper twice... for your custom poem. Reading and writing is good... “The Godfather" x 12, "'A History of Time" by Hawking, “A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole,” “Dr. Snow." “The $100 Misunderstanding." "Blowgun" by William J.H. Anderson [me], “End of a Dream" by Ann Rule, and the back of a shampoo bottle.

About you

nd what I'm looking for What do I want? I’ve finally learned what I need. Most men NEVER learn. I have at last discovered the secret--the beauty of genuine love. Remember--it's a secret... Not to me. My masculine mind wants exactly what YOUR feminine mind wants. I want you, not an “it” or a “her.” I want real person, a friend, a fascinating feminine friend. I don't need to tell you ladies this, but as you know, most men can seperate sex from love. It doesn't work. It takes well into adulthood, but when a man can assimilate the two, it truly is Heaven on Earth. It's so simple that many never get it. Men want what you want--a friend they can actually hug. Life is about the little things--no, they are the biggest things: listening, being other-oriented, the beauty of touch, being polite, having gratitude and selflessness. Perhaps most of all, it's about listening to the other's mind, talking, sharing, togetherness and not being afraid to be honest. Me? OK. I‘ll give you little taste here, but what I really want is you--and by that I mean I want to know your wants, your dreams and your desires. Get ready. It's too fun. I have triplet boys AND identical twins. But it is a little bit of a riddle. One in a million. Never has a man been blessed so much. I have indentical twins AND triplets--all boys, but only three children. See my P.P.S. below--but read all of this to get there. Forget about me. What do you want? Can you say it in one word? As for your one word, perhaps you’d like to play a word game. It is fascinating because it is so simple and that is what makes it so mesmerizing, beguiling even. It took a kind, caring genius with a genuinly selfless soul, full of insight to teach it to me and I will never be able to thank this unique individual enough. I have lost this person, perhaps the greatest and most generous human being I shall ever have had the pleasure and privilege to have ever known. I know a special, extra soft cloud in Heaven them. So anyway, here are the rules. We sit, perhaps on a park bench or by the river--anywhere. Who knows? Maybe I will add a fascinating element to the game and whisper my word to you. Now, you tell me what the word brings to your mind. It can be anything. You can be anything. It's your game now. Perhaps my special word, and I'll try extra hard to give it a feminine twist for you because I want to discover your womanly dreams and secrets. It might remind you of a story or something from your childhood, or it might invoke some hidden aspect of your inner self. Anything goes, and that is what makes this game so enthralling. Or maybe you would like to have me walk you--yes, walk you--while we play this soul-searching game. We aren't children anymore, so we'll do it in a classic fashion, arm in arm, because men crave the contrast inherent in femininity, blue jeans on Monday, a lady--a real lady in a dress on Tuesday and God knows what on Wednesday. You know. Your female intuition knows. And you know what we all want, men and women alike. This game is best played while slow dancing to a silent symphony. So, thank you. And note I say side-by-side because, and I think you’ll agree, that sitting across from one another over an expensive linen table cloth is sometimes not the way to go on a first meeting. Nature has blessed the two sexes with absolutely divine differences. So, as to the river or a restaurant via limo, it's ladies first because real men have an inherent desire and instinct to