Rhonda

I'd like to meet:

Nickelback - Rockstar
Right now, I'd like to meet David Kalb - I have a huge crush on him: I'm crushing on Remy too. I guess this makes me a bona fide Cougar! On a personal level, I'd like to meet a guy who's easy on my eyes (a low hurdle since I now have "over-40" eyes). Preferably someone who has kids and maybe grandkids, as I think that would put us on an even keel, because to tell the truth, I don't understand folks who get to be 35-40 and have never been married or have kids. They're just an oddity to me. I'd like someone who has always enjoyed a good relationship with their mother (as I've aged, I've become privy to the mental problems associated with those who have not had good mothers). I like literate and interesting people. That doesn't mean you have to be a Rhodes Scholar. It just means that you have some interesting life stories that you can articulate and convey with literary skill. Wit and logic would be a breath of fresh air! I also appreciate those who take care of themselves, which means overweight and/or smoking is out. I'm somewhat of a tomboy, so I want a guy who's really in touch with his masculine side enough to make me feel whirly girly - at least more girly than him. On the other hand, if you're looking for a girly girl, you've probably came to the wrong place. On a wish list, I'd like to meet: Don Williams, Bobby Bare, Andy Griffith, Ray Stevens, Dolly Parton, Loretta Lynn, General Yeager, Burt Rutan, John Walsh, Jimmy Dean, Billy Bob Thornton, Kid Rock, Oprah, Hurricane Dan, Tommy Lee Jones, Morgan Freeman, Big Pauly, the Dirty Jobs guy, the Mythbusters guys, Jack Hanna, Jeff Corwin, The Car Guys, and the list goes on . . . I'd like to meet the Smothers Brothers again - that Dickie's pretty cool. It would be great to actually talk with Raquel, but I get real starstruck around her. I'd like to take the Fruitcake Lady out to dinner (I just found out she died in 2006, so I guess that ain't happening). I'd like to hitch a helicopter ride with Kris Kristofferson at the stick. AND just once, I'd like to make out with George Clooney. This ought to make you want to pucker up . . .