That said, I'm down-to-earth, thoughtful, pragmatic, but, tempered by an love of play, absurdity, and most importantly humor. I'm also habitually creative, a determined individualist, but I don't wear nonconformity on my sleeve, like so many (too many) of the people I've met here in SF.
The only consistent trait of my close friends is how often they pleasantly surprise me. Overall, someone who's got something to teach, and something to learn, I can probably hang with. I think a lot and enjoy conversation with people that get me flexing my brain muscle. That's not to say I don't do my share of mindless partying... you've got to have balance.
I'm an east coast expatriate—I'll never live there again, but I'll always be from there, and have that dash of New York cynicism to spice up whatever sunshine I've picked up in California. If you think San Francisco is the greatest place in all of creation, you speak about Burning Man in pious tones, or you think that having more tattoos makes you less like everybody else, I may have to, gently and in a really charming way, mock you. If any of those are true and you can deal with the gentle, really charming mockery, though, that's a plus.
Still, I'm a romantic at heart. I can get pretty passionate about the things I care about. I love adventure and thrive on the unexpected. I always want to know what's around the next bend. I used to run in Cacophony Society/Burning Man circles, but I got over it, mostly because the particular circle of friends I fell in with turned out to be kind of vapid... they were fun to go out with but didn't seem to have much conversation skills beyond smart-ass quips or gossiping about who wore what silly hat to which theme party. I still enjoy a good street prank or organized public spectacle on occasion, but only if they're funny, original, and enlightening.
I spent a fair bit of time on creative activities. I'm the best guitar player you've met this month, and also really enjoy photography, writing, and behind closed doors, database design, which I'm lucky enough to make my living doing, and is definitely an art form. I also love traveling and the great outdoors, but don't get out of town as often as I would like, lately.
I also believe in lazing around sometimes. Can't be doing things *all* the time.
A copy editor once fell in love with me for my punctuation skills. I know the difference between an em dash and a hyphen, when you should use two spaces after the end of a sentence instead of just one, and when you should or should not use a serial comma. But I have enough social skills to know not to bring it up unless asked. (It didn't work out with copy editor girl.)
I'm 5'6", but I identify as 6'3". Please respect my statural identity preference. No, really. Stop laughing! I thought about lying about my height on my profile, but, shit, I figured I might as well lay my cards on the table, because if you're really hung up on it (as a disappointing handful of otherwise attractive women on here seem to be,) I'm not going to change my height for the likes of you.
So, how's it going? Am I overselling myself here? I knew this thing would be trouble, start to finish. I'm trying, babe, I'm really trying.
My taste in women is really broad, and my best relationships have sometimes been with women who I didn't actually have that much in common with on paper. Even though I'm rumored to be an iconoclast, romantically I've often clicked better with women who have something of a conventional streak than those who wear on their sleeves how "weird" they are. But overall it's hard to pin down—my taste in women is as varied as my taste in music, I just tend to take people on their own merits.
I do have a particular thing for brainy, cerebral women... smart is definitely sexy. It's not required but always a strong plus. Mr. Spock with breasts would probably do me in.
A sharp sense of humor is a huge plus also. See Sarah Silverman's bit in "The Aristocrats" for a how-to manual on going from zero to sexy in 60 seconds. There's nothing sexier than good comic timing. It bowls me over, every time.
One thing I don't put up with is flakiness. Seriously. It's just a pet peeve. People who habitually don't say what they mean, or often say one thing and then do another, I tend to lose patience for very quickly. It's the New Yorker in me. So if you say you're going to be somewhere, please, be there, or call, or have a *really* good excuse. If you're late, I don't care, I have a lot of patience, I'll wait for you. But at least make some kind of effort to keep words and actions in in the same ballpark. It's really my only absolute rule.
You're still reading? I lose most people by the Star Trek reference. You're alright, I like you already.
I am thoughtful, humorous, creative, daring, and … what? Time's up?