You know, it’s always easiest to find something when you’re not looking for it: your keys, the remote control, the other sock. Gentlemen and a few ladies (biological and otherwise), let me introduce you to the other sock. I spent a year looking for the perfect Hump Day guy and, lo and behold, just as [...]
While the Hump Day feature in 2006 proved to be mostly inconclusive in determining my type, I can think I can pretty much say with certainty that if I were a polar bear this guy would be my type. I’m not always good at spotting it, but I have a pretty strong feeling that he’s [...]
I get asked a lot what kind of guys I like. I never have a good answer to that question because I really don’t have a type. I like all kinds of guys. I don’t have preferences according to height, weight, hair color, race, any of that stuff. It really just depends on the guy. [...]
Just a thirty-three year-old Tennessee mountain man, taking it one day at a time.
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