I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm!
I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb!

So sayeth Iggy. Actually, I'm more like a soft-spoken workhorse with a heart full of warm cheese.

ENFP- but really close to ENFJ. Something like that.
I feed off of punk rock, garage, metal, and balkan brass. Also crunk or anything I can shake my ass to.
I'm completely ridiculous.

Graphic Designer by day. It's not a bad living.

But it's the creative projects that fuel my life: making art, making rock and roll, collaborating with people to throw crazy events, being involved with my weird performance group (Fou Fou Ha), rocking the fuck out.
I am passionate about what I do; I love my life & the people I collaborate with.
On to the next project!

I took all of 2011 to travel around the world (literally), but now I'm really glad to be home in the Bay Area. I'm all about investing in my community these days, maybe by hosting absurdist interactive performance events, or maybe by just being there for my friends.

I cycle a lot. I don't own a car, I rent one when I need to. I ride my bike everywhere, because Muni is for suckaz.

Explosions, long drum solos, jump kicking, pirate songs, nun-chucks, and other awesome stuff.
—> And this.

Tight pants!

Just had a friend use a tape measure – not lying about my height.
Tall, glasses, blue eyes, dimples. Often in that order.
Maybe you'll notice my green thumb.
Contrary to popular belief, I do not always wear a bandana.

Oh yeah, stuff! You like stuff? I like stuff too! OMG We have so much in common!

I guess I'll mention a few things:
Music: Delta Blues, Garage, Surf, Indie, New/No Wave, Punk, Balkan
Books: Gladwell, Dawkins, Hesse, Strange & Norrel, Russians
Podcasts: Rome, Radiolab, TED, Philosophy Bites
Food: Everything. I eat meat, but I can cook veggie too. I'm down for learning new veg recipes, if you got 'em. I love cooking.

I'm an empty essay... Fill me out!

My screen name is a reference to Star Wars, but I got it wrong and now I can't change it. Kessel Run in under 12 parsecs, not Kettle Run! (This is embarrassing on two levels: That I am making a nerdy Star Wars reference, and that I didn't even get it right)

I huff paint and glue to unwind. Wait, no, that's not something I'll admit. I take it back.

Going to garage rock shows and art openings sounds appealing to you. Also weird warehouse parties with costumed themes.

Let's hang out and see if we have any chemistry or electricity between us. Maybe let's see if we have some other sciences too, like mixology and biology and geography.

Going out dancing. Sometimes I'm really great at dancing the Charleston, other times I just flail a lot.
You want to ride bikes, see live music, picnic, collaborate on some crazy idea, leave SF / Oakland for the day, or cook dinner together.

Maybe let's just grab a beer, and take it from there.