Back on this website after a little hiatus. I'm American, but I moved to Manchester for a year of school and have stayed for a year and a half so far. I like to laugh, try not to take myself too seriously, dress terribly, work hard and enjoy people who are comfortable in their own skin.

Trying to figure out what's really going on here. I used to make documentaries in Bolivia and then I came here and started school for anthropology and film. I wound up really liking it: it suits the part of me that's always wondered "Why do we/they do it that way?" So I guess I'll keep doing anthropology and film.

Getting lost. Really. It's got nothing to do with whether I can read a map or not. I'd just rather be lost. You never know what you're going to stumble across, and I like the uncertain and the unexpected. The downside is, though that I've found Manchester to be the city of dead ends.

My laugh, mostly because you can hear it down the block and around the corner. It's been described as like "seals making love on a PA system." Consider yourself warned.

I rarely read novels for pleasure these days. I used to love Wallace Stegner, John McPhee, Barry Lopez, and other literature of the American West (but not westerns).

As for movies, there's a lot, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid was a favorite for a while, Zona Sur, Bala Perdida, The Axe Fight, True Grit (the new one), Man on Wire. Watching Breaking the Waves in a theater that was so crowded they had to let us sit in the isle did something to me that I can't really explain. The Ice Storm. I could go on and on and on.

Musicwise, I subsist on a diet of straight country (the old, gritty stuff, not the new shiny stuff). Sorry 'bout that.

Coffee.
A little bit of sunshine and fresh air.
Some engaging conversation to make me think.
A couple of good laughs.
Something nice to eat.
Time to think and wonder to myself.

Paying attention to the man behind the curtain.
Also, what's for dinner?

Hard telling. No such thing as a typical Friday night these days. Sometimes working, sometimes out at a pub. Rarely at home.

You might make me laugh, you aren't looking for a partner, and think life is too important to be taken seriously.