Some fun facts about me-I prefer brunettes.-I'm a military veteran (Army tanker at that).-I have been punched, slammed, kicked, cut, broken bones, electrocuted, poisoned, shot at, and on three different occasions I was damn near blown up. And yet clowns, extreme heights, and bull dikes continue to unnerve me.-I have a B.S. in Psychology... which, I have found, is only slightly more useful than a degree in Basketweaving.-I am studying for my M.B.A. and hope to own my own business in the near future.-I was the last vehicle to be struck in Colorado's largest car pileup ever. Better than MegaMillions!-I have a passion for gourmet chocolate covered raisins, I deeply crave orange juice, and I secretly watch American Idol. I know... shudder.I also have a good relationship with my mom, nice teeth, and nice shoes.I've done some viewing of the competition, and wow... what a freakshow. Apparently most of the guys here think that close-up shots of their wrinkly junk win the day. Girls, I really don't think we need to go there just yet. Before you get me out of my pants you're going to have to at least buy me dinner. Preferably, make me dinner. Then, maybe, we can talk...I simply feel it would be a nice change to meet a witty, attractive, classy woman and know that all of our expectations have already been laid out.To be perfectly honest I could stand to lose 25 pounds, and I'm certainly no Brad Pitt. Jennifer told me he was a horrible lover.