sporto returns

i went out with sporto again, this time to one of our fantastic portland cinemas that serve beer. thank you mcmenamin's! we saw a movie that falls into the "stupid comedy" realm - not my favourite, but sometimes still amusing. sporto found the movie much funnier than i did, which wasn't a huge surprise to either of us. the rest of the evening left me pondering "do opposites really attract?"

here's what we don't have in common:
sports he loves 'em, i hate 'em. and i mean, really hate 'em
france i love france, he hates the french. i think he might hate them more than anything else. and people who are france-haters drive me crazy. at least it's not for political reasons, because i could not stand for that.
journey he still thinks they're an awesome band, while i think they are only good for drunk reminiscing. i didn't realize people actually still listened to their music on purpose.
country in addition to 80s guitar rock, he also likes country music - yuck! he does recognize that most people hate it, though, so it's not so bad. maybe i'm just concentrating on the negative.
optimism speaking of concentrating on the negative... i am a bit of a pessimist (though i prefer to think of myself as a realist). he's an optimist, which is weird for me.

here's what i like:
he's cute. finally some confirmation that there are some cute people on match.com! he has prolonged eye teeth - now i know most people reading this will find it beyond odd that i like this. but i have a fascination with vampires. the canines play very nicely to that. he is witty and a total smartass. a smartass likes a fellow smartass.

i don't know if this will continue, but we'll see...