A brief chronological overview of my life up to this point:
1978 - Born in Los Angeles, CA
1979 - Presumably spent most of my time staring at ceiling fans, shiny things
1980 - Moved to Denver, CO
1983 - First watched "The Price Is Right;" realized the dire need to spay and/or neuter anything that moves
1984 - Declared intentions to be either a fireman or fire truck
1986 - Watched "Top Gun" eleventy-thousand times; wondered why that whole shirtless volleyball scene went on for so long
1987 - Moved to San Francisco. Made it through no less than four earthquakes
1989 - Moved back to Denver; wondered why Vanilli couldn't be more like Milli
1991 - First experienced the emotional damage inflicted by "Hypercolor" t-shirts and their exaggerated pit stain technology
1993 - Realized that my earlier intentions of becoming a fire truck were more difficult to realize than first thought
1995 - Feared Suge Knight
1996 - Graduated high school. Also ran a 4-minute mile in just over 13 minutes.
1997 - Celebrated the triumphant return of the "McRib"
2000 - Struggled mightily to spell the word "millennium" correctly
2001 - Graduated from college (CU Boulder - Go Buffs!). Immediately realized the gravity of my mistake
2004 - Delivered the worst Tony Danza impression the world has ever seen
2005 - Once again confused the meanings of immigrant, emigrant and Amy Grant
2008 - Wished that chicken tenders wouldn't take things so hard
2009 - Once again confused the meanings of imitate, intimidate and intimate with HILARIOUS results
2010 - Served as a groomsman for no less than 7 weddings in a single summer. Sweet Mother of God.
2011 - Mistakenly ended a work voicemail with "I love you."
2013 - Attempted to find the hidden underground bunker at DIA. Concerned that I now know too much.
2014 - Sat transfixed watching Bob Costas' heroic battle with pink eye unfold during the Winter Olympics
2015 - Wrote fan mail to Ruth Bader Ginsburg - heretofore known as the "Notorious RBG"
If I could describe my perfect date, she'd be quick to laugh and able to laugh at herself. She'd enjoy watching "The Big Lebowski," wouldn't mind tailgating with me and my group of friends before a game up in Boulder on a sun-drenched Saturday afternoon in autumn, and would be happy to listen to NPR's "This American Life" on a road trip to God-knows-where. She'd be kind and friendly. And maybe, just maybe, she'd be able to teach me the "Thriller" dance from start to finish.
So, how does that catch you? If it sounds good, I hope that you'd drop me a line. If not, then go back and read it again!
Here's looking forward to talking with you soon.
Away from work, I'm busy restoring my 1908 bungalow; saving up for my next big trip overseas; keeping my bulldog out of trouble; and finding added reason each day to not take myself so seriously.
"Catcher In The Rye" by J.D. Salinger; "Guns, Germs & Steel" by Jared Diamond; "Outliers" by Malcolm Gladwell; and "To Kill A Mockingbird" by Harper Lee
I suppose it all comes down to John Hughes and the Coen Brothers, really. If "Ferris Bueller's Day Off;" "O, Brother Where Art Thou?;" "Raising Arizona;" or my all-time favorite, "The Big Lebowski," is on TV, it doesn't take much for me to sit down and re-watch the film all the way through.
Music (in no particular order):
The Drive-By Truckers. AC/DC. Explosions In The Sky. Miles Davis. Bloc Party. Rilo Kiley. Blur. Bon Iver. Broken Social Scene. Zero 7. Whiskeytown. The Weakerthans. Glossary. Calexico. Chris Thile and Nickel Creek. D'Angelo. Black Keys. Stevie Ray Vaughan. Stevie Wonder. Hum. James Brown. Al Green. Tool. Sufjan Stevens. Soulive. The National. Nada Surf. Mofro. Matt Pond PA. Massive Attack.
Udon noodles from Bones (7th and Grant), pho from Parallel 17 (17th and Franklin), Z9 rolls at Sushi Zanmai (Spruce and 13th St. in Boulder) Porterhouse steak from the Chop House (Wynkoop and 19th), cheeseburger from the Cherry Cricket (2nd and Clayton), and deep dish pizza from Geno's East (N. Wells in Chicago).
2. My friends
3. My bulldog
4. "Kind Of Blue" by Miles Davis
5. My outdoor grill
6. The memories of long, warm summer nights on my back porch talking with - or about - any of the above.