Home is where the jam sessions happen, where the citrus trees grow, and where apathy toward major league sports is not punishable by boredom in social situations.
Also, it is my dream to have a pet skunk and a chatty, bilingual, singsongy parrot. Hopefully this narrows the pool a bit.
What I’m doing with my life
It's a radiant blur
I’m really good at
Growing fruit trees
Becoming bilingual after half a cocktail
Hanging pictures straight and folding things in perfect orthogonal fashion (everyone's got a little OCD about something)
Accidentally putting myself in little funks from listening to too much Steven Wilson or Jules Massenet.
etc etc etc.
The first things people usually notice about me
The weird color of my eyes
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Anything and everything Goethe
Chinatown--and Rango, the Johnny Depp cartoon version thereof
The Power Rangers Movie
Don't really watch a lot of TV. But It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia and the Big Bang Theory are guaranteed to make me laugh--my two favorite types of people are scientists and barkeeps, so this makes sense. Also, Supernatural, if I am sick in bed.
Anything by Steven Wilson
Anything by Dvorak
Cut Copy is pretty high on my list lately as well. Great road trip music for the more magnificent-bordering-trippy scenery
The six things I could never do without
& a pen/paper combo.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
"That everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that
way deep down they are different from everyone else. That this
isn't necessarily perverse....That God--unless you're Charlton
Heston, or unhinged, or both--speaks and acts entirely through the
vehicle of human beings, if there is a God."
^^^ten points to Gryffindor if you know what this is.
On a typical Friday night I am
Futzing around with my guitar or keyboard, if at home;
Drawing random city maps and things on bar napkins for people, if out
Drinking wine or coffee and writing, if out by myself in a new city.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
My friend and I accidentally killed the class gerbils in 1rst grade. I am still a bit traumatized from this and will pull over to assist turtles in crossing the road, etc.
You should message me if
You know where Shiny Prize is; you believe in--or at least have
some sort of opinion on--metempsychosis; you are not a sociopath;
you want to play Machaut and Dufay on ripping bass chords with me;
you are the type to pick a girl up and carry her over a really big
mud puddle, but also the type to accept a piggyback ride from the
same girl when you're the one in expensive shoes and she's