Guys like cars so here's a car metaphor: I'd be a sporty electric model: Innovative, high-performance, environmentally-friendly, with nice curves. I can wind my way through the city, or through the redwoods on the way to some camping. There would be a hitch-mounted bike rack on the back. Coming from my speakers, you’d hear a variety of things: TED podcasts; dubstep, even (gasp!) country and bluegrass... In my glove compartment you’d find: map of Bay Area hiking trails; dried fruit from Whole Foods; Netflix dvd; and Commonwealth Club membership card. In my trunk, you might find: a soccer ball; pink sequined cowboy hat worn to a recent costume party; copies of Wired, Inc and FastCompany (And none of the stupid, superficial women's magazines. There are so many things I'd rather read about than $600 shoes and the celebrity du jour.) I'd be a very reliable model, with plenty of room for family and friends.
I've been described as:
~ Fun and easy to talk to with a great laugh
~ A really genuine, caring person with a good heart
~ Having a unique glow and radiating positive energy
I try to laugh frequently (the Onion web site cracks me up -- my favorite is "Beaver Overthinking Dam.").
Machu Picchu, rock climbing, 10k, etc. pictures available upon request.