JawJaw, the trouble is, I "was" interested in him (not in using him, he's really a "good guy.")

The age thing did bother me initially, but then it disappeared. And I didn't look at him as being younger than me, I looked at him as somebody who understood me. And I felt like I understood him too. This makes no sense at all. We could have conversations that would last for hours, about everything under the sun, about thoughtful subjects. Never mind that he didn't know who Kool and the Gang are. ROFL.

Crap. I should have become a nun long ago. Black IS my best color....

Whirlwind