I'm a teacher and a student. I'm working on a Ph.D. in English. I'm multilingual. I've done some traveling. I'm a fan of most kinds of music, but hip-hop from the nineties and salsa from the seventies are my basic go-to when I don't know what else I want. I think Dolly Parton's version of Stairway to Heaven is better than Led Zeppelin's. I can cook. I love where I live. Despite having a pretty refined vocabulary, I use 'dope' as an adjective. My roommate has a wikipedia page. I relish elevator awkwardness because I find it really funny. I admire both health nuts and degenerate hedonists, but lack the commitment to join either club. I've met rock stars, actors, and athletes, but never felt star-struck until I got to see Caravaggio's 'Judith Beheading Holofernes' in Rome. Too dope.

Writing a dissertation. Teaching college students how to think critically and write clearly. Teaching soldiers in Afghanistan how to write (I'm not in Afghanistan, I'm on my computer). Finding ways of staying in shape that are not boring and then getting bored. Cooking pasta. Drinking wine. Looking for Taco Tuesday deals in my neighborhood (which has to have one of the highest rates of Taco Tuesday observance in the world).

Storytelling, writing, learning languages, traveling on a budget, teaching, cooking for large groups of people, lively conversation, Friday night diplomacy...

I've been told it's my lips, but I don't know, really.

Melville can do no wrong.
Coppola can do very little right, but managed to direct my two favorite films.
I don't have a TV, but I watch Parks and Recreation on Hulu.
I would much rather have attended Zaire '74 than Woodstock.
Food. Give me food.

I don't know how to answer this without being abstract or vague, so...music, literature, good food, good company, a place to sit and talk, some space to get up and dance.

Literature, art, culture, politics...and everything else.

I try to keep Fridays productive and then have fun on Saturdays.

My first official run-in with authority was the result of peeing on a wall when I was four.

You want to. You think we'd have a good time together. You're down for meeting up in a low pressure environment rather than having a fifty message-long conversation leading up to some nerve-wracking, dramatic first date. You know which president had a wig for his wig and a brain for his heart.