What a nimrod
 

I've been around. I still am (going around... mostly in circles). Poor social habits have kept me riding a bicycle for literally most of my life. I grew up in SLC in the 50's and 60's. Moved to southern Utah in the 70's and sold my soul to satan (for some shiny trinket) in the late 80's. As a consequence of the demonic deal, I now live in Dayton Ohio.

I'm an old flatulent male super model. The chics really dig seeing me in my spandex riding shorts (except when my wife is watching... I never notice what other women are doing when she is near me since she still totally captures my attention with her presence).