Did that sound dirty? Maybe I'll show you my wild side one day. But first, for a gentlemanly period of time, I want to know you. Not in the biblical sense, but more so the "coffee and quip" variety. I know, us children of the 80's only basked briefly in the effervescence of person to person conversation (without the texts and e-mails and grindr messages interrupting). But I'll turn my phone off over coffee if you will, and we can figure it out together...
Whatever would we talk about though? I have no idea, but I pride myself in the ability to make conversation with anyone for at least an hour. (Having lived in Washington DC, a city I think plagued by illiterati and ideologues, this can be quite the feat). It doesn't matter what we talk about, does it? It could be banana slugs for all I care (though I'd gab about their mating habits), or Lady Gaga (is she heralding a post-modern moment beyond the Adams and Glasses of the music world?)...anything can be good to talk about if you're intelligent and reasonable about it.
If you want some material to get the conversation started, here:
-Education in this country (why are we the richest, but in the low 20's by global rank)?
-How Paris is lovely and India is life changing
-Black is the new black. Not orange. (aka: modernism in all its forms, art and architecture especially).
-Rachmaninoff failed to consider that not everyone's hands are freaking enormous. (Guess my instrument)!
-No one rivals Rachmaninoff. (Argue with me)!
-You think the Hudson Savory Cakes at Cafe Lift is the best brunch item EVER. (Argue with me more)!
-Sidecars are the best winter fruit.
-Wait, why did I pay all that money to go to Penn when my no-name undergrad education was better?