Robert

I'm sort of in a weird situation. I suffered a seizure and it scrambled my emotions (like Ronald Colman's in "Random Harvest" 1942). Anyhu, I feel like it's 1985 again and I'm open to meeting someone in a way I haven't been since then (or honestly was even then.)
Believe it or not, there's quite a bit more to the story than that. Some of the high points are I'm a UCLA Phi Beta Kappa and I own a bungalow in Santa Monica (with a reverse mortgage. I'm not filthy rich; but with two union pensions plus good social security I have positive cash flow and all I need is somebody super-special to help me spend my money. One super weird thing though: To myself, I look older than the pyramids (albeit it better condition) but most people find if hard to believe I'm much past sixtyish.

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