Hi, and welcome. The name is Tom. And, the following may apply at
any given moment: Friendly. Flirtatious. Funny (funny haha, or
funny peculiar...it's your call). The fact that these all begin
with "F" is merely coincidental. Genuine. Sincere. Open-minded.
Anything else? Hmmm. It's quite likely...
What I’m doing with my life
I'm a pre-K teacher in a daycare center. Yes, yes. It's true. There
was a time when this kind of thing gave some reason to pause (a
very few some, I'll add), but indeed. Apparently I have the
patience of a saint, and the 4-5 year old set think I'm the
shee-it. High praise, indeed. *Cough, cough* Eight hours a day.
Five days a week. Yes, indeed. I could really benefit from some
I’m really good at
Not finishing dating site profiles. *Shrugs* Is "I'm a good
listener" too cliche? It's true, though. I can sing on key. I seem
to have an "ear" for all things musical, really. Good listening all
around, apparently. Oh, I know. And, I have ridiculously neat
printing skills. Somebody once called it the "Tom font." I make and
take great pride in my cd (used to be cassette) mixes, as well. I
think I might've been a record producer in a previous life.
The first things people usually notice about me
I'm on the shorter side of tallness. Some may consider me quiet (at
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Music is my book, movie AND food. Robert Pollard/Guided by Voices.
Wilco. Neko Case. Bill Frisell. Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks.
Grateful Dead/Ratdog/Phil & Friends. Pat Metheny. Agents Of
Good Roots. Phish. Nick Drake. Zappa. Charlie Haden. Ryan Adams
& The Cardinals. The Beach Boys. David Bowie. Keith Jarrett
Trio. Bruce Cockburn. Robert Fripp/King Crimson. Brian Eno. Adrian
Belew/The Bears. Television. Joni Mitchell. Fleet Foxes. Blue
Oyster Cult. Umphrey's McGee. NRBQ./ The Spampinato Brothers. moe.
Steve Hackett/Peter Gabriel/Genesis. Steve Tibbets. Medeski, Martin
& Wood. Robyn Hitchcock. Captain Beefheart. Fugazi. Jane
Siberry. Apollo Sunshine. Split Enz. Meat Puppets. Eddie Cochrane.
Joe Henderson. Sonic Youth. John Coltrane. The Silos. Cat Stevens.
The Beatles. Lou Reed/Velvet Underground. Man Man. Rachel Unthank
& The Winterset. Tea Leaf Green. Ralph Towner. Pixies. Freedy
Johnston. Roxy Music. Stan Getz. The Flaming Lips. John Scofied.
Leonard Cohen. Crooked Still. Steve Morse/Dixie Dregs. Straitjacket
Fits. Little Feat. Talking Heads. Miles Davis. Tom Waits. Other
stuff, yum. Oh, wait. Really digging an R. Stevie Moore mix that
somebody made for me recently. And, the new Steven Wilson cd is
Admittedly, I don't read as much as I should. Currently however, I
am reading Leonard Cohen's "Beautiful Losers." Hunter S. Thompson's
"Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" was good fun.
Movies, in no particular order: Pan's Labyrinth. Casablanca. Monty
Python and the Holy Grail. Identity. The Departed (most Scorcese
movies, actually). Inside. Blazing Saddles. Eternal Sunshine of the
Spotless Mind. Best in Show. Lost in Translation. Knocked Up. The
Science of Sleep. The Dawn of the Dead series (yes, I admit a love
for horror/zombie movies). Pee-Wee's Big Adventure. The Fifth
Element. Big Trouble In Little China. The Evil Dead series (campy
is fun, as well). That's a rather random list, isn't it.
T.V. : Curb Your Enthusiasm/ Seinfeld. True Blood. Survivor (guilty
as charged). Family Guy. The Walking Dead. Hell On Wheels. CSI /
Law & Order (when I happen to stumble upon either). Parks and
Recreation. 30 Rock. Trailer Park Boys. It's Always Sunny In
The six things I could never do without
A finely crafted I.P.A.
My harmonica (or anything that allows me to be "musical.").
Any two of my five senses.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Chicken tikka masala. I've really been craving it, lately.
On a typical Friday night I am
Having a drink. Watching a movie. Chatting. Relaxing after a long
week. If I'm lucky, I'm catching live music somewhere.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Why don't you ask me...
You should message me if
If you feel so inspired. If not so much inspired, then just a bit
curious. If neither, then well...you're bored, and you're thinking
positively. Or, negatively. I know, I know. Anything can happen.
It's scary. And, invigorating at the same time. Go figure.
Oh, by the way... it's been brought to my attention that I may look
"50something" in my pics ("...could just be the beard."). I assure
you, it's the beard! I've had grey since my very early 30's, so
indeed. Like it says way up there, I'm 47. Truly. No fooling.