If you've ever read the DSM-5, my personality is basically the remix.

Pretty average country bear with a fucking nasty pig streak seeks friends and friendly encounters. Single and living alone so I can host, but fair warning I'm pretty deep in the backwoods of central Virginia. I don't mind traveling if you can host & don't want to drive.

When it comes to dating rather than hooking up I prefer things like restaurants, day trips, breweries and wineries, or just a casual restaurant where we can hang out and get to know each other. I'm honestly not much for the gay bar scene. Part of that is just being too old for the games, part of that is the fact that in the isolation of the post pandemic era I'm becoming feral. I've realized after over four years of remote work, my day-to-day life has basically become a revival of Grey Gardens and I'm a little bit too comfortable with that.

I'm not hot, so I have to be funny.

I can't believe I actually have to fucking say this, but recent interactions tell me I do: in my orbit, we are

- Sex positive
- Body inclusive
- Trans supporting
- POZ friendly

We don't slut shame. We don't kink shame. We don't fat or pecker shame. Trans rights are human rights. We don't ask people if they're "clean" to indicate they're HIV negative, being POZ isn't an indictment of a person's moral grounding, and undetectable = untransmissible.

If you can't get with this vibe, don't bother hitting me up. My world is a hate free zone and I intend to keep it that way.

Tell your dad I said hi.