I went off the radar yesterday. A little busy, plus the sites were quiet. Abnormal. I posted a couple new pictures and this morning I had thirty two men that perused my profile and more then several who contacted me. It is always an ego boost to hear all the compliments. Whether they mean them or not, it doesn't matter. Nice to hear anyway.
I think when you do post a new picture the men out there, who can't remember what they had for breakfast, contact you. Some of them had contacted me prior to the new posting. The comments run from, wow what a spectacular seventy one year old (yes that is my age, ugh....better then the alternative I guess,) to please contact me. Again, most of them don't read the profile. I really like tall men and most of these men aren't. But it is sweet of them to make the effort and to say something.
A local forty nine year old that has been emailing me for months surfaced again and stated he wanted to meet. I wrote back telling him that since we had been doing this dance for months we should at least meet and say hello. He seems to want to do that. He asked me to send him a couple of days that would be good. I'll see where that goes.
There are also two other men in the wind for this week. One I'm suppose to meet for coffee tomorrow. He is 6'7", now that is my size man, an ex basketball player and we have been talking via the net and the phone, again for months. Something has always come in the way of us actually meeting, either infirmities or weather. I'll see if he really wants to drive the twenty eight miles to make it for coffee. He is age sixty and balks at making the drive in traffic. I told him that MP drive hundreds of miles to see me, so I will find out if he will do the same.
Then there is the fifty five year old that wants to take me out this week. He is very cute, but stated he needed to get somethings done prior to meeting or taking me out. He also said he would replace MP because he was so much better and several years younger. Hmmm, maybe so. It is interesting that they all think they are the best in whatever it is they think they are the best in, from being dates to lovers. I swear if one was so inclined you could go to bed with a different man every night. I think there is a name for that, isn't there?
So with the above being said, I'm off or lunch today with friends and I'll keep all of you apprised of what happens, if anything the balance of the week.
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