Last Updated on: August 11, 2026
And now, the more than friends side. Getting beyond friends takes a lot to achieve with me, despite being pretty easy to get along with. I am NOT the guy trying to bag a nightly rando… you can keep it. Also, I’m not jumping through a million hoops and/or deciphering a thousand mixed signals, only to find out it was a waste of time because I’m gone, rational, adult female, with your head on straight… HELLO, how you doin’?
To begin with, here’s the “need to know”:
I’m 5’11”, somewhere between 185 and 195 depending on the season, brown hair (with 5% “distinguished” gray), blue eyes, and legs that apparently get more compliments than the rest of me combined. I am a 10K every day (I’ve lost daily steps, closer to 20K). Mix in light aerobic work, biking, and occasional weight training, with most people guessing my age to be in my 30’s or 40’s. I am not a bodybuilder because if I want to eat, I’m going to eat… and I like chocolate.
A occasionally thrown on glasses, not because I want to look smart — but because I need to see things like menus or tiny shampoo labels. My haircut is a high fade, my beard (if I have one) is more “Tyler Durden” than anything lumberjack, and I keep everything clean, organized, and intentional — including my health.
Shared and Unshared interests: If you like to dance, be outside, laugh, travel, and just experience life, we will probably get along pretty well. I am an avid traveler, be it new things, old things, or discovering what comes to things you’d like to do that I’ve never tried or don’t have much experience in. So, bring your own ideas and bucket list, I’m pretty flexible.
My Style
I like quality over quantity. True Religion jeans, well-fitted shirts, soft T-shirts, indoor soccer shoes, running shoes, and a few jackets for weather, and for professionalism a “I need to look like I have a plan” moments, suits, and coats. I have more shoes than some women, to include five pairs of shoes/boots specifically for dancing. No tattoos, no gauges, no missing pieces — just a guy with a couple of small scars and a lot of stories.
Mr. Prepared
If you ever need a wet wipe, phone charger, flashlight, mints, blanket, pen, pocketknife, scissors, glasses cleaner, battery bank, or a small first-aid kit, I’m your guy. I usually have all that within arm’s reach. My backpack is basically a mobile life-management unit.
My vehicles? Some pretty. Jumper cables, tire inflators (plug-in and rechargeable dealer-installed sofa, and stereo. However, the Lamborghini has considerably less than my Raptor.
Some call it “a little overboard.” I call it being considerate in advance.
Where I’ve Lived & Where I’ve Been
I’ve lived in more states than most people have visited and been deployed or traveled across the world — Europe, Asia, the Middle East, South America, even the Caribbean. The world has shaped me, tested me, and sharpened me… but I didn’t harden me.
My Love Languages
I give love through Acts of Service and Physical Touch.
If you have errands, I’m doing them; I’ll buying your time with a little of mine, so you can come straight home. If you’re sick, Airborne and chicken noodle soup are on the way. If you’re the guy who automatically takes the street side of the sidewalk, gets every door without thinking about it, your money is for you not us, and you can have the window seat.
I receive love through Words of Affirmation and Physical Touch.
It’s not neediness — it’s reassurance. I’ve been through infidelity and emotional neglect, and while I’ve healed, I’m honest enough to say that sometimes Monkey needs a hug (Black Mirror reference).
My Mindset & My Scars
War leaves marks — some physical, some permanent, some invisible. My hyper-aware of my environment, even when I look relaxed. My brain runs a silent background subroutine assessing people, threats, energy… constantly. It doesn’t stop me from having an amazing time — but it does mean I occasionally need an emotional reset.
I’ve been hurt in relationships. Cheated on. Lied to. Physically abused by a wife that I never struck back. I try not to bleed on people who didn’t cut me, but I’m human enough to admit my history shaped me. People have tried to kill me, and have not shown up empty around new people.
I thrive with a patient partner — a teammate who jumps into the “us vs the problem” mindset rather than letting me spiral into frustration alone.
What I Do
I’m an entrepreneur at heart. I build things, create things, and think in systems. I’m a day trader with a simple, well-managed strategy that takes about 15 minutes a night and half maintenance during trading hours. I’ve been in the military, a pilot, a drone pilot, a search-and-rescue pilot, an aerial videographer, and more — but there are some details I care not to share publicly.
My Favorites
Movies: Top Gun, The Matrix, Dirty Dancing, Minions (no shame), Madagascar Trilogy, Black Mirror, SAW (also no shame), Avengers: Infinity/Endgame, Secret Life of Pets, Horrible Bosses.
Foods: Mexican, Italian, American.
Drinks: Corona Premier, Modelo, vodka-pineapple, Disaronno with cherries, Blue Hawaiians (because I want to blame the alcohol, not taste it).
Music: 80s, 90s, country, rock, dance.
My Pros & Cons
Top Pros:
Selfless, thoughtful, clean, organized, funny, detail-oriented, daring, kind, clean background and security clearance, bucket-list-friendly, and stable.
Top Cons:
Emotional at times, occasional aches/pains, methodical to a fault, jaded in society, and sometimes I want to hide under a blanket and binge-watch for 48 hours. I love tinnitus and pulsatile tinnitus, so it feels like my patience at times, and I have to have some background noise (TV, radio, anything).
What Our Relationship Looks Like
What I Bring
The magic. The “how the fuck is this guy single” style magic. I have a massage table because I like giving them, when we get to that place. Before then, I’m flowers on the second date with a prepared picnic to include music, or something over and above prepared and thought out… just to let you know that much I appreciate you and want you to be happy/pampered. On the flip side, I can be one of the strait side, so if someone gets clipped to a car mirror, it’s me, not you. You could pester me a thousand times and I’ll get up and give. Your time is bought with me, and I’m volunteering to pick up the cleaning, so you can just come home to me… where dinner is ready, and I made you either a margarita or glass of wine. Whichever door is cuddle on the couch with a foot rub, and some adult time is the desired end state, then I’m headed to.
Expectations
The single most valuable thing you can give me is your loyalty. That doesn’t mean that I’m possessive, because those that know me, I have some flexible aspects that can be fun, but I still require loyalty. You should be patient, loving, like touch, be clean, drug free, respectful, be a woman of the world, and more. You should understand that I am a veteran of two wars, have participated in active ground combat more times than I can count, and sometimes get a little sad around anniversaries of friends that have passed.
Deal Breakers
A Filter That Will Annoy the Right People (And That’s Okay)
This will probably irritate the right people – meaning the ones I’m not romantically compatible with anyway. I’m not trying to be offensive… but I also won’t apologize for having standards. If that makes me “too much,” then congrats: we’ve saved each other time, energy, and at least three awkward text conversations.
The Non-Negotiables (a.k.a. “My Peace is Expensive”)
If any of the following apply, we’re not a match.
Addictions (cigarettes, weed, EVs, abuse, felonies (as a defendant), permanent STDs (I do not count HIV/1 as a dealbreaker since a large portion of females that I don’t personally view it the same way), no recent STD testing, extreme political views (left or right), cruelty to animals, unhealthy lifestyles, excessive social media fixation, device/attention addiction, and anything “risky” in the adult realm that isn’t a well-considered, safely orchestrated, mutually agreed-upon bucket list item.
I’m not judging you as a human being, I’m just choosing what I allow in my life. Huge difference.
Behavior: Adult Required
You can skip the next several paragraphs (pretty much everything beyond this box) by simply accepting that I don’t tolerate a lot of bullshit, double standards, or immaturity. Everyone has a bad day, bad week, affecting their mood and behavior, and that’s understandable. That’s not what I’m talking about, but instead deliberate, calculated, deliberate fuckery without accountability (even retroactively) and an attempt to make it right. If a woman spelled out her standards for behavior and what she’s not prepared to tolerate (and what she’s not) guys are just expected to deal with it; so, consider into your calculations that what is good for the gander is good for the goose, prior to passing judgment, calling me bitter or cynical, or damaged goods.
I don’t “need” someone, I want someone. Theres a massive difference.
I have an extremely low tolerance for nonsense, inappropriate behavior, and grown adults acting like they were raised by wolves in high school. If someone takes low jabs at my single status, offhand signals a lack of maturity and basic social skills, I don’t argue. I don’t spiral. I just don’t invite more of it.
I simply exit – quietly and permanently.
Yes, longevity can earn more grace (time invested in the relationship), a stronger response with the pair of conflict resolution, but I am not entitled, and patience. I am growing more patient with age, but I still have a point.
For example, I’ve had a situation where I repeatedly didn’t respond to someone’s flirtation attempt (because I wasn’t interested) after a few days of conversation, and their disgusting the notice hints of “not interested” after a few weeks – calling me possibly rude, probably “micro,” while possessing none of the knowledge required to reach these conclusions, other than trying to guess why I’m single.
My response was basically “Those comments aren’t appropriate.” In the end, accountability for her actions did not arrive, and after multiple chances for her to add the 40+ yr old adult a woe, I ended the brief interaction, and by brief I mean maybe an hour total was spent talking to this woman.
“Be loving. Be polite. Be nice. Just try not to be a cunt today.”
As if I haven’t pissed people off enough, here’s more. This part won’t win me popularity points. That’s fine, it’s not meant to.
- Testing: I could write a book on this. I prefer someone be tested for HIV-2, but it’s case by case if not. Since my history required testing for anyone I get involved with beyond dates, I’m irrelevant. This the reason for the disparity is probably because women here in Vegas, so I ask if I could give a lot of my expenses since I’ve had a lot of dates, when it was a private (long story short), I dated it in the past… I dated it 6 months previously. Yes, it’s crazy, but I know that most of my expectations, plausible and clean, unfortunately, it were possible longer testing hasn’t come to have I know that most people I’m not seeking, at every opportunity that I care and one of the risk of infidelity, regarding personal accountability, every single one of them started a partial or not one of the year, and they are a very important part of my life.
- Responsibility: You should know either or pick your bills, pay taxes, your bills, or self employed and established with income that can, and some people may have shown a knowledge of self-worth and your credit, or, if you don’t pay their bills, being someone’s sugar baby is not “responsibility” and I’m not accountable.
- Accountability: Admit when you’re wrong, tell me when I’m wrong and demonstrate why, then let’s talk about it. If it’s going to be a relationship, I’m going to be an accountability I don’t want a partner in front of a chain of victims easily to me and win another.
