It's hard for me to believe I've been on this planet for forty two
years. It's been a long and winding ride, and mostly a good one.
I've lived in the city since 1998, all over the place, and just
moved to the LPH (Western Subtraction).
It's a new experience and perspective, very different from my early
years in the Mission. I'm an East Coaster by origin, but in the
end, it's hard not to call San Francisco home. So many memories, so
many friends, so many stories, not all repeatable. Hmm, I think
I've managed to not say too much; I guess you'll have to ask me for
What I’m doing with my life
Please tell me if you find this out before I do. I am strangely
happy not knowing where I am in the story of my life.
I’m really good at
Meandering through conversations.
The first things people usually notice about me
That I'm tremendously good-looking.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Book: Master and the Margarita, Great Gatsby.
Movie: Butch Cassidy, Annie Hall, Star Wars.
Shows: I'm so behind here, so Archer, Bored To Death, Parks and
Rec, House of Cards.
Music: The Rolling Stones, Wilco, Peter Wolf, The Beatles, U2, Bob
Food: I eat out like it's my job, so really anything that whets the
appetite. Foreign Cinema is my favorite restaurant in the city, but
The six things I could never do without
Pizza; I happen to know the best in SF.
A handful of the right people.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
How did I get from Point A to B, and what's next. Leaving some kind
of better world for my son.
On a typical Friday night I am
Happy houring it, then rambling to dinner with friends, then where
the night takes us. The party is with the people, not some event,
typically. But nothing, ever, Burning Man related!
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I am an only child and love it.
You should message me if
You're smarter than me, and willing to take a chance on something
that could turn into something bigger, better, and louder. Or you
want to discover dinner and drinks with someone who knows what's
what. And like proving me wrong.
Superficially, if you think Northface is cool and you wear
flip-flops out on the town, then you probably should avoid me.