Loud, proud, somewhat obnoxious and off the wall. But I'm not sure that I was ever on the wall in the first place.
I love to do things with my hands. I used to be a clockmaker's apprentice out in California. Best job I've ever had. There's nothing quite like the feeling of taking something that was broken and decrepit and making it shiny, working, and like new. But I don't have access to a workshop, sadly. Anything I do with clocks anymore are fairly minor fixes.
I'm a proud nerd and proud gearhead. I love science fiction.
My humour is usually self-deprecating and/or bitterly sarcastic. I'm a huge George Carlin fan.
All the world is a stage, and in the times we live in, the play is most certainly a farce. I'm looking for a leading lady, a partner in crime, a Beatrice to my Benedick. Someone intelligent. Someone who can spell. Someone who knows what she wants out of life. Someone who has that... je ne sais quoi. Someone who has a good sense of humor, who enjoys life.
If you think you might be her, please send me a message. I would very much like to meet you. Although, there are a few occupational hazards. You'll have to put up with a neurotic wackjob.