Oh give me a home where the homosexuals roam. And Bears and the Moose play.
Now not only do I have a new home. But a chance to redecorate. I see "blush" and "bashful". I see Madonna everywhere. I see... Geesh I am so gay. That shouldn't be news to anyone that knows me though. Not in the limp wristed kind of way. But in the, "I can cook, bake, dance and fix things" kind of way. Oh, and I'm a die hard baseball fan. Not exactly your stereotypical Mo. A self confessed music junkie, I could contently jam my life away to and endless stream of audio ecstacy.
I want to know if there is a man even remotely like myself in this world. Mid thirties and single isn't pretty. Not even slightly. Did I mention I like romance? I am willing to relocate? Damn, now I sound desperate. Something I'm not. I would rather be alone for the right reasons then with someone for the wrong ones.
A new beginning. I need this.

on A New Home.