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My self-summary
I am back in San Francisco after another long trip to Argentina.

I can tie a proper bow tie, find my way through the jungle, talk my way past corrupt cops and keep three lit torches in the air. I've lived on four continents and traveled in sixty countries, ridden a horse across Tibet and sailed the Caribbean, but the Bay feels like home.

I bike, backpack, play jazz and polo, read, practice yoga, ride horses and motorcycles, and garden on my roof. I usually have a creative project or twoin the works. I keep up on current events in a serious way, bordering on obsessive. Near warm water, I dive. Near cold water, ski. I think about returning to a few old hobbies, such as sculpting, but not just yet. My preference is old-school figurative, though I did weld a bit on the metal figures in the photos, which were originally exhibited, temporarily, in a dramatic desert environment.

I have great friends, many of whom I've known for a very long time. I believe that chivalry is not dead, loyalty is not out of style and in leaving the world better than we found it. Give me interesting thoughts, a perfect line, the right touch, the one true note. Snuggling is good, too.

At the moment, I am running a startup and advising another, so hours hectic and unpredictable. This will calm down soon, I am certain of it.

I've officiated at nine weddings.

Things I'd like to practice/improve these days: music, Spanish, French, archery, and enough soccer skills to join a pickup game without looking like I wandered onto the field accidentally.

The part that I was told to include by a female friend: 'smart, charming, clever, kind, sweet, edgy, slightly nuts and wonderful.'
The first things people usually notice about me
That I speak quietly, most likely. Mischieveous intelligence, perhaps?
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: Let's see… Strolling over to the bookshelves (old-fashioned accessories that cover an entire wall), I spy various volumes of history, with a concentration toward the far right on Italian and Church history for a project from some years ago. There are books on sailing, raising bonsai trees, a shelf of oversized tomes lying flat because the shelves are only so high. Among the literature: The Bear Comes Home by Rafi Zabor (the best book about playing jazz ever), Sometimes A Great Notion (the Great American Novel), Cloud Atlas, Winter's Tale by Mark Helprin, all nineteen of the Aubrey/Maturin novels, Wolf Hall, most of Neal Stephenson's lifetime output. One Salinger, several Le Carre, an Octavio Paz, a haiku collection, and some carefully curated graphic (as in pictures) efforts. And more, because they are large bookshelves.

At least five books by friends and one by a friend of my father. Back issues of Lapham's Quarterly to take on trips, and New Yorkers which I pass, after I've read them, to a literate homeless gentlemen who frequents my street.

Music: The usual is jazz or long things with clever words, but then... my playlists say otherwise. I can sing the lyrics to an astonishing number of songs, which is sometimes good, sometimes not. I am self-aware that way.

Movies: Certainly.

Food: Yes.

[I'll come back to those last two as the situation warrants…]
The six things I could never do without
- My saxophone, six months older than I am. A guitar nearby is good, too.
- Passport, maps, the usual accoutrements.
- The Outside. The World. The World Outside.
- New things to learn. It's a habit.
- Books. Magazines. Things to read.
- My rooftop garden, humble though it may be.
- Serious amusement
- People. Certain people.
I make that to be six, precisely. My profile, my rules.
On a typical Friday night I am
For the past few weeks, it has usually started packing the car and crossing a bridge. Other times, other themes...
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I have an unpublished novel in a drawer. On a hard drive, actually. Heavily encrypted.
You should message me if
These words describe you: creative, compassionate, courageous, curious and cool. You have a deep understanding, an unexpected side, and a desire to still take on the world.

Shakespeare could have been talking about you when he wrote: 'Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale / Her infinite variety: other women cloy / The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry / Where most she satisfies'