He Was Not Intense

First off the duplex is in escrow and will close before the end of the year and that means my life will change.
Ok so men.  I was at my local farmers market this evening and as I was leaving this man started to talk to me. He asked if he could walk me to my car.  I had never seen this guy before.  Before he started talking to me I noticed him talking to someone I know.  So I let him talk to me.  As we were walking towards my car he asked if he could buy me a drink.  Now normally I would say no.  I just don't like doing stuff like that but I said yes.  So we went into a local bar and had a glass of red wine.  Granted he was a nice man.  He had a job and a degree and seemed decent enough.  He plays keyboards and has played in bands.  We finished our wine he asked if we could get some food so I agreed.  We walked over to the Mexican joint and had a little food.  We conversed and he was nice albeit a little conservative on the subject of illegals.  I had fun; however at the end of the day would I go out with him again?  No.  There was no spark.  He was not intense.  He was way too normal. He would probably be a really nice and dependable boyfriend.  There was no spark.  He was not intense.  I need intense and I need sparks.  Sigh.