I'm going to try to not sound generic here... ironically that statement itself is probably pretty generic - as I'm sure tons of people write it. Although I think commenting on the irony is probably pretty original - so, ironically, the statement actually is probably 'not generic'. Whew... I hope the rest of this doesn't take as much effort to write.
Let's see... about me... I'm on a health kick as of recent - working very hard on my one pack. As of now I pretty much off-set every work out with a piece of chocolate cake but I'm going on the philosophy that its the effort and thought that counts - although my mirror begs to differ. I figured maybe snowboarding would get me more active so I took it up last year. I face-planted a couple of times and it was not exactly the fast track to getting in shape that I was hoping for.... that being said, it did give me one kick-ass benefit - I can now claim, without lying completely, to be have that awesome quality that you, being a J-dater, inevitably love - I am officially 'outdoorsy'.
Off-setting that positive is my very sedentary love of watching all sports, especially my unwavering support for those perpetual losers - the Blue Jays. You might think it a negative that I spend hours cheering on millionaire athletes on a perpetually losing team as they try to become richer in the misguided belief that I have some connection to them because I am wearing the same bird on my hat as they are on their jersey - but I think it speaks to some positives in me - like the the fact that I am able to be devoted, or that, like the Jays opponents, you will have plenty of warning if I try to steal second.
I'm slightly shorter than your average Joe - but as my name actually is Joe, that statement doesn't really make much sense. Maybe its better to look at it like this.... all 'vertically challenged" Jewish dudes have their gimmick. Most are pathetic attempts to score those extra inches such as wearing thick soled shoes, making sure they get to the first date early so that they ensure that they are already sitting when you arrive or working-out to add the extra pectoral inch in the hope that the horizontal will compensate for the vertical. I, however, am proud to say that all 5'6 of me will proudly stand when I meet you as my method is subtle and effective a kick-proud three inch Astro-Boy haircut that not only adds more than that key inch needed to take me to that promised height of 5"7 that you (being a Jewish woman) inevitably require but also sends the subliminal message to you that I can fly you around with my rocket boots on moonlit nights in my arms... my plan being that by the time you set eyes on my very non-rocketish 1983 honda civic a couple of hours later I have already had a chance to win you over with my personality (or if that fails, my 'outsdoorsy' stories).
In short, I am short, I like the blue jays and I may or may not have rockets on my feet. So date me.