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Biff_Buffman

47 M Berkeley, CA

My Details

Last Online
Jun 25
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 8″ (1.73m)
Body Type
Average
Diet
Anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Not at all
Drugs
Religion
Buddhism, but not too serious about it
Sign
Education
Graduated from university
Job
Art / Music / Writing
Income
Less than $20,000
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Doesn’t want kids
Pets
Likes dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), French (Okay)

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My self-summary
“There is no salvation in becoming adapted to a world which is crazy”
- Henry Miller.
What I’m doing with my life
Becoming adapted to a world which is crazy.
I’m really good at
Teaching the intricacies of incredibly complex languages.
Reading great works of literature aloud.
Cartoon voices.
Cooking anything and everything.
Playing Ragtime piano.
Writing.
Drawing.
Singing outrageously filthy songs in French.
Singing outrageously filthy songs in English.
Singing not-so-outrageously filthy songs in French, English, Greek, Russian, or any other language I can pilfer from.
Augmenting the beauty of the world.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Favorite books might be by authors such as Kurt Vonnegut, Philip K. Dick, Henry Miller, Anton Chekhov, Franz Kafka, George Orwell, J.D. Salinger, Balzac, Voltaire, Schopenhauer, Charles Dickens, Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Raymond Chandler, Hugo, Bukowski, Camus, Flannery O'Connor, Twain, John Fante, Thackeray, Poe, etc., etc.,
Favorite Movies might be such things as Inglorious Basterds, Little Murders, Brazil, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, Cabin in the Woods, most of Fellini's oeuvre, practically anything by the Coen Brothers, Cable Guy, Wreck-It Ralph, Slaughterhouse 5, Atonement, Drowning by Numbers, Monty Python's Holy Grail/ Life of Brian/ Meaning of Life, Bye Bye Braverman, Welcome to the Dollhouse, The Tin Drum, Where's Papa?, Palindromes, etc., etc......
Music! French cabaret, especially Jaques Brel, George Brassens and Serge Gainsbourg, Tom Waits, Nick Cave/ Birthday Party, Nick Drake, Bauhaus, Nirvana, Hole, Rolling Stones, Beatles, Joni Mitchell, Minutemen, Elvis Costello, Led Zeppelin, Residents, Husker Du, Laurie Anderson, Velvet Underground, Soft Boys/Robyn Hitchcock, very early REM, Dead Kennedys, X-ray Spex, Violent Femmes, Saint Vincent, Eliot Smith, Thelonious Monk, John Coltrane, Charles Mingus, Ornette Coleman, Duke Ellington, Mozart, Beethoven, Schubert, Ravel, Shostakovitch, etc., etc., etc.....
Food? Practically anything but raw celery and fish caught anywhere between Fukushima and San Francisco.
The six things I could never do without
Lint.
Antimacassars.
Bacteria.
Arthropods.
Sufflation.
Marzipan.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
The declension and conjugation patterns of numerous dead and living languages.
How much I miss New York.
How many books I've read which I've now completely forgotten the contents of, or am capable at best of remembering but a line or two.
How much I miss Los Angeles (but not as much as New York).
Marketable art forms and their various modes of production.
How easily forgettable the vast majority of people are, with each individual believing they are nonetheless the center of the known Universe.
How undeniably sad and strange that is.
How much I would love to see Paris, yet am terrified that the city has already become too Americanized to be of any real interest whatsoever. Do I really want to travel several thousand miles just to visit a MacDo's and Starbucks? I've already had that experience in Montreal, thank you.
Ditto for London.
Writing that one superbly cheesy song that wins the adoration of millions and a perpetually fat royalty check, like my aunt's friend did with "The Rose" (yes, that "The Rose").
The inescapable homogenization of all world culture, and how this makes Lao Tzu's comment about how one can know the entire world from one's own window more relevant than ever.
How ugly the singing on American Idol really is.
The complete subservience of youth to the mindless Capitalist machine through their increasing slavery to technological gadgetry and the endless costs associated with them.
Why no one bothered to heed the warnings McLuhan laid out in "The Mechanical Bride".
Why no one ever bothers to really heed the people that actually know something.
The wave-like nature of all existence.
Supermarkets as the temples of the modern age.
The grossly repressed nature of people raised in orthodox religious environments.
The extinction of the 24-hour "coffee shop" in the Bay Area.
The stifling inertia of day-to-day affairs that seems to ensure the total destruction of our environment, the inevitable collapse of civilization, and the certain destruction of our species.
Why the majority of people don't simply want to wake up one day and start the world over from scratch.
The fact that the Bible has actually been translated into LOLcat.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I'm the bastard child of Fran Lebowitz and Spalding Gray.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 20–45
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating
You should message me if
You seek an interesting, thoughtful and creative person to be friends or somewhat otherwise with.