I am a young, gentlemanly renaissance man who has many hobbies and intellectual curiosities. I litigate for a living, though I cannot say with certainty that I will be an attorney forever. I used to be a radio film critic in the American South, where I was reared. I am accent-less, so people are often skeptical of my roots. I have a great passion for literature, and am always in pursuit of my next read. I am also a concert pianist, but ironically prefer not to perform except for friends and family. I enjoy running, gourmet cooking, art museums, architecture, racquet sports (all 4), stimulating conversation, chess, urban adventures, skiing, and spending time with family and friends. All 100% true. By now, if I were you, I'd be salivating. I have a wonderful relationship with my parents and sister (which according to psychiatric research, means I'm more likely to treat you well), and am looking for a woman for whom family is important. I'm aware this is a fairly shocking development.
Penultimately, I am looking for someone who does not necessarily have the same interests or taste as me, but someone who has her own ideas and beliefs about which she is passionate. I value people who have gumption--who step outside of their comfort zones. I dislike the term "southern hospitality," but an am equal opportunity practitioner of its basic premise. If you ever engage in zany (or at least non-weather related) conversations with strangers in elevators, lines at grocery stores, or on SEPTA, we're probably operating on similar wavelengths. This stems from sincere curiosity rather than an unbearably sunny disposition.
My Goal: to meet someone interesting who wants to grab an innocent cup of coffee, see a good film, go to a book group that isn't reading "Gone Girl," or have an illuminating conversation about an array of fascinating topics over a sumptuous meal at one of Philadelphia's great restaurants. This whole process strikes me as similar to blind dating only we're setting it up. I realize how idiotically that sentence reads, but this is undeniably more enigmatic than organic, face-to-face meetings. Like a well-manicured bonsai tree, I prefer the idea of starting small with very few expectations for the immediate future, and then reeling in disbelief at how beautiful our relationship is once it has matured from the seedling of friendship.
If you're not scoffing at my prose or wondering if I'm self absorbed (and, in turn, concluding that my narcissism is why a real catch like me is not married with children), please message me and rest assured that I don't always wax poetic as I've done here.