Ha! Ha!   Look, the last girlfriend wore me down to a nub...

Not sexually. Don't get me wrong. Just sort of in general.

The fact is, I'm getting too old for this stuff. It had to happen eventually.

I think what I would like now, though, is a good intellectual and emotional companion, along with some affection, and someone who effectively carries their half of the life journey in a practical sense and shares enough of my own spiritual ideals at the same time. I'm not much concerned about sex any more. I can take it or leave it.

And if not? Fine. I'm happy enough alone here with my life-size stature of William Shatner in a thong, my collected works of Harry Lee Wigley, my chimpanzee buddy Chongo, and my bust of Maggie Thatcher. (*g*)