Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
I am a dad, a citizen, a friend, and an uncle six times over. I
make more puns per minute than most.
I dislike 'why' questions between people, except in the rhetorical
sense, and prefer the most of the other basic questions—what, when,
where, and who questions. However, should an argument be sought I
find why questions between people to suit quite well.
I make mistakes and am not afraid to say so. (Currently tending
this practice right now.) I actually make a practice of making
mistakes with my children. There is no better way to teach them how
to recover from takes that missed than to amend mistakes I've made.
Also, when I have confused toothpaste and brushes for nose paste
and brushes the kids then wanted to show me what those tools were
designed for. They always seems to teach me well in my states of
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
I'm fathering my children.
Some would call me a single dad, but there is nothing single about
being a father—the role necessitates an 'other', three others that
are children here. I am making a practice for me to work, teach,
Two of my life mentors died this past fall, within weeks of each
other, and close to when Jobs died too. (There was some strange
interconnection between the three.) Now comes life without standing
in their shadows. Now comes life reorganized, made simpler, and
with a focus on making, all sorts of making (it, dinner, love, up,
bread, a difference...).
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Whether a skill or talent, I am good at eating spicy food, being a
Raiders fan, loving my children, showing up for my children, family
and friends, and playing catch with a football. I am impassioned in
domains of ideas and learning. I've been great at swearing during
and, for the last decade plus, after Raider games. However, and
generally with my kids or others' kids, rather than saying swear
words I say, "swear words!"
The first things people usually notice about me
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I have brown eyes, and I look like a relative or old friend to many
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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I love Archetypal Psychology, and the writings of James Hillman in
particular. All sorts of poetry. I love reading to my kids every
night or making up stories from myth fragments or imagination. Food
is wondrous, and made even more glorious with Tabasco and/or chili
peppers. Music: from 45s to 33 1/3s, to 8-track tapes to cassette
tapes to walkmans to CDs to iTunes to Pandora—I like the horn and
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Fresh air, delicious water, spoken poetry, the live music that is
my kids at play with friends and family, my library of books, and
the Silver and Black! Donne (pronounced like 'don't eat', too!):
The boonie pepper on Guam.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Death and sex, la grande et la petite mort, the next meal,
football, and ideas that I think without being aware of their
over me. I think a lot about my children, but not nearly as much
I love to play with them. I think about what stories people
tell of me should I die tonight or some other moment down the
It's less macabre than it may seem.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Singing the praises to Venus, Aphrodite, Freya, as it is the day of
Freya. I look for beauty and find it in the funniest places. I
walk. I dream and I rest.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I was run over by a car on the freeway at age two.
My first philosophy teacher was a Samoyed named Freddie. I began as
his student at age five.
I nearly stepped on a stone fish in the coral reef off Guam at
I'm not a Raiders fan because I was born in Oakland; I was born in
Oakland because I'm a Raiders fan.
I really geek out over Hillman's work... with autisitic-like
In high school I got a job so I could eat lunch in the YMCA
restaurant, The Potagerie, and hang with the old folks getting out
of their pool class or read with a cup of coffee. I made a friend
who was 86 and writing his dissertation on comparing James Joyce's
Ulysses to Bilbo Baggins from Lord of the Rings. He would rail on
me about my positivistic philosophy and youthful idealism. I
graduated (supposedly) before I stopped those meals.
I could read music before books, and the latter was after I could
legally drive. I used to book gigs to read music and play jazz and
then I got jazzed about reading books, which was like playing
I know a lot less than I can imagine.
Oh... thing... I once made a coffin for a coal-in-the-rough family
member. What is a coal-in-the-rough? Well... it ain't a diamond.
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over.
you can dig on this Anna Akhmatova poem:
It is not with the lyre of someone in love
that I go seducing people.
The rattle of the leper
is what sings in my hands.
(trans. Jane Kenyon, from Twenty Poems of Anna Akhmatova)
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