What I'm actually lookin' for is someone who can help me road-test
an arrangement my girlfriend and I are working out.
What I’m doing with my life
Keeping as many metaphorical plates spinning as possible; eating
slightly more vegetables; playing music; updating the Dogblog (see
below); adding to my book collection.
I’m really good at
Making people laugh. Reading quickly. Writing a decent song.
Bonus skills: Cooking a decent meal. Dream descriptions. Liquor
The first things people usually notice about me
The sound of my voice. The cut of my jib. The stuff in my
Secret background: I’ve been called “the most interesting man on
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I tend to re-read Imajica every year or so. I own almost all of
Mary Roach's books. The death of Iain M. Banks was a serious blow
to me. Mindy Kaling's book was surprisingly great; I haven't read
Amy Poehler's yet.
I think Ratatat should stick exclusively to making hip hop
instrumentals. The very latest Thom Yorke doesn't do a whole lot
for me, but I keep it on my iPod anyway.
I liked Interstellar, but Big Hero 6 might've been my favorite
movie of the last few months. I think Galaxy Quest might be a damn
near perfect movie.
I keep a mental list of the places in the city that make a
California burrito, and I can make my own chicken tikka masala,
steak, or tomato sauce.
Honestly, if you're lookin' to internet-stalk me, start with
about.me/ferociousj and go from there.
The six things I could never do without
* My friends
* My notebook
* Access to a violin or guitar
* The internet
* Apple cider
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Names for fake bands. What would belong on my personal crest or
emblem. How to get more costume parties on everyone’s calendars.
On a typical Friday night I am
Contemplating sleep briefly before going out to do something.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I've never used kumquats in a recipe, or even eaten one as far as
You should message me if
You're looking for some holiday season stress relief -- no strings,
no ambiguity, just something to look back on and smile to yourself
about quietly when nobody's lookin'.