If I had to have a motto, I suppose it would be "That which doesn't kill me, makes me strong." I'm thinking about putting it on my tombstone, but I'm not sure people would get the joke. You got it, though. Right?
To provide a brief description, I have hair, a reasonably flat stomach, I speak in complete sentences and I don't live with my mother. I hope that counts for something.
Stable, relatively sane and gainfully employed in a job I almost actually like. Not rich, not poor and not particularly concerned about it.
Have been told by women whose taste and intelligence I trust that I'm not difficult to look at, though I'm honestly undecided. In good physical shape, I hate working out but feel that having worked out is truly sublime. I feel that way about a lot of things, really.
I like women who like guys who occasionally pull their hair when they kiss them. Among other attributes. Pliant, moderately dissolute a huge plus.
What I’m doing with my life
Day job as an editor at a financial news service; freelance
magazine writing, covering photography, technology, medicine, and
other subjects; finishing a novel; improving rusty photographic
skills left over from former life as a professional photographer
I’m really good at
Writing stuff and taking pictures. Allegedly a wonderful
The first things people usually notice about me
Hmmmm.... Maybe you should ask them.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: Gatsby, by Fitzgerald; Demian, by Hesse; Portrait of the
Artist, by Joyce; Hells Angels by Hunter Thompson; Last Exit to
Brooklyn, by Hubert Selby; anything by Graham Greene, John le
Carre, Dashiel Hammet, Hemingway, Salinger, Henry Miller, and three
or four thousand others. Oh, and Goodnight Moon.
Movies: Orpheus, by Cocteau; anything with Dietrich; most
documentaries; most film noir, and anything by Hitchcock, Billy
Wilder, Kubrick, Scorsese, the Cohen Bros, Terrence Malick,
Almodovar, Wes Anderson, Spike Jonze, John Huston, Fritz Lang, or
Woody Allen before his brain fell out.
Food: Chili, and any recipe from Tuscany
Music: It's easier to say what I don't like -- Lawrence Welk, Barry
Manilow and anything played while you're waiting on hold for tech
support. They're piping the same stuff into Hell.
The six things I could never do without
My motorcycle (what's left of it)
Women in very high heels
That dark little bar off the lobby of the Iroquois Hotel
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Nuclear non-proliferation. Yeah, right.
On a typical Friday night I am
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I don't recycle. And I'm not ashamed.
You should message me if
You really, really want to and might possibly be interested in
meeting for a drink and a few hours of pleasant conversation. There
was a time when I'd have suggested a horribly overpriced drink in
the lobby of the Algonquin Hotel. Unfortunately, they've
"renovated" the place (the Oak Room is history, alas) and it's now
a tourist hellhole. The bar at the Iroquois, just down the street,
is lovely but it can be hard to get a table, so I'm open for
suggestion. Although I do know a few reputable places we can meet.
Several disreputable ones, too, but is that really a good idea for
a first date? Bonus points if the answer is Yes.