We Begin in Conversation

The hardest thing about starting a book is the beginning words. The “Call me Ishmael.” moment where the reader might say, “this is unusual” and hopefully “I think I’ll read more.”
I have been told by one of some knowledge of this place that my age and typical visual image of a 60 year old man should not deter people from being friends and friendly.

Fat bald dirty old man I am not. If I was I would not admit to anything about true self (especially my age) to begin with. I may deserve of the dirty “minded” man as I am a man after all. I fight the same genetic deficiency as the rest of the danglers.

So about me.
Professional.
Employed.
Health nut in that I know how to eat well. How to exercise appropriately. How to maintain proper weight. How to be well toned and avoid injury.
How to maintain wealth without the need to rob liquor stores.
Reading and intellectual stimulation averts stupidity and the slow demise of one’s reason.
Sex is good. No sex is bad. Everyone should happily be as slutty as possible.
If you don’t have something good to say, encouragement, support, laughter and joy.
Shut your pie hole.

I’ll stop here as invisible ink told me no one is going to read this anyway as I have no friends and who is going to click on some 60 year old guys first post.

Thanks for the encouragement D…

Last updated November 13, 2015