"Eligible and not too stupid, intelligible and cute as cupid"

I'm doing a spring cleaning for the ole'profile, so just hang tight. There's going to be an exciting new section on cats and body building.

I have a part-time four year old roommate who also happens to be my offspring. He barely cleans and has all these shady friends constantly dropping in. Despite these issues, we still have a lot in common. For starters, one of my sperm helped kick start a biological process that made him into a sentient being. We also are both really into watching anime and listening to Deerhoof.

Engaging the world on all fours mit meine kinder und überkatze.

Making fires, organizing closets, mixing tapes, befriending animals, dad stuff, making curry, embarrassing myself on the dance floor.

That I'm fucking pretty. Also my ability to transform into a variety of birds.

Books: Georg Büchner, Jack Kerouac, J.D. Salinger, Dada and Surrealist writers (Tzara, Breton...etc) Henry Miller, Francois Rabelais, South American poets of all shapes and sizes, Christian Rosenkruz and the Hypnerotomachia Poliphili. I won't risk further elaboration.

Movies: Valerie and Her Week of Wonders, Santa Sangre, Dr. Strangelove, Dig, Storytelling, Porco Roso, They Live.

TV: I don't own a TV because if I did I would do nothing but watch 70's rock infomercials. All that vintage band footage just kills me!

Music: Delta 5, Swell Maps, Kleenex, Yeah Yeah Noh, Fire Engines, Black Tambourine, Telex, Pylon, Swamp Dogg, The Hully Gully Boys, Ronnie Kae, The Poppy Family, Ganimian and His Orie, Aztecs, McBeth the Great, Mohammed and His Robed Rockers, Fabulous Cyclones, Mad Man Jones, The Ole Miss Down Beats, The Continental Cousins, Señor Jimenez Y Los Taquitos. These are all real bands; I'm not shitting you. splendido

Food: I live on a liquid diet of fish oil and gin, but I will eat pretty much anything with little to no persuasion.

Fire places, tornados, thrift stores, a warm cup of tea, the Hindu pantheon, and of course...all those crazy people I love.

The proprieties of stones, metals, and gems, Orgone accumulators, the corporeal synergy of analog technology, panopticons, psychic phenomena, medieval medical astrology, anarcho-syndicalism. The end of the solar system.

Partying at home with my kid. We typically make a fire in the hearth, pig out on junk food, play board games, and have dance parties with the Dandy Warhols. Basically, the same things I like to do with big people.

Saturday night I'm usually out trying to convince friends to go dancing or see a hair band. I'm not too keen on the bar scene (I find it loud and expensive) but I'm usually happy to give it a go for a few hours at least. I'm more into local adventures: playing music on a street corner, or having mystical experiences in the forest, for example. Often I will just stay in too, listen to the Pixies and reorganize my collection of decorative plates (I've got four Michigan plates, and I can never decide if I should disperse them or group them together).

-My collection of Go Go's LP's continues to grow at an an alarming rate and I'm in love with Belinda Carlisle
-I can't blow a bumble with gum or blow up a balloon. All other skills involving "blowing" are, however, perfectly functional.
-This entire profile was produced by automatic writing.
-I was raised and homeschooled in a Jesus cult...I'm not kidding.

And...
"its only fair to tell you, I'm absolutely cuckoo!"

You like to laugh and wonder at the universe, "you look like an erotic vulture." You are curious about everything. You just stumbled out of the desert screaming that you've seen God. You speak parseltongue, have a way with wolves or posses other forms of animal magnetism. You enjoy the absurde and the uncanny, and want to share your enthusiasm with a fellow odd -ball.

"Let's share the blue of the towering sky
The green of the hills that run by
Leave the red of your heart to decide
If you cannot choose which colour to use"