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27 M Brooklyn, NY

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6′ 0″ (1.83m)
Body Type
Mostly anything
Cancer, but it doesn’t matter
Graduated from university
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Mostly non-monogamous

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My self-summary
Awwwwwwwwww, here it goes.

Born in California, raised in Vermont, colleged in Boston, the eldest son of a big family. I am fascinated with reconciling dualities, which basically means I am trying to be both a well-read gentleman polymath, and, like Brian of Nazareth, a very naughty boy. Put another way: I wanna be as comfortable in a three-piece Brioni as I am in flannels and Wranglers.

Death metal makes me giddy and Ken Burns documentaries make me misty-eyed. I have a movie or TV show quote for every imaginable scenario. I inherited my mother's gentle heart and my father's diamond-sharp wit, and an addictive personality from both. I'm courteous, eccentric, artistic, scatterbrained, and kinky.
What I’m doing with my life
Paying the bills with a gig at a start-up, while drawing and writing a graphic novel, developing a teleplay for a miniseries, and doing lots of fan art, all in a hopeful bid to live off of that shit someday. How depressingly typical! Bargain-basement Brooklynite. Get 'em here.

Besides that, though, I want to really do some shit this summer: learn to tango, hike in the Adirondacks, act in a play, go deep-sea fishing, attend an orgy...the usual.
I’m really good at
- Writing.
- Drawing.
- Using antiquated phrases like "swell!", "jolly good!", and "look here, what's the big idea?" in everyday conversation.
- Getting people to chill out (I try to project a Kevin Smith-ian air of informality and slackitude).
- Walking (far, like Columbia University-to-Chelsea far).
- Skipping meals.
- Headbanging. Preferably while air-drumming.
- Forgiveness.
The first things people usually notice about me
That I'm tall, skinny, and remind you of Adrien Brody (I get that rather a lot. It's a flattering comparison, he's a handsome fella, but it wins you no points for originality).
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I had a whole bunch of shit listed here, partly for searchability and partly because OH ISN'T MY LIST OF FAVORITE THINGS SO SOPHISTICATED AND UNIQUE? LOOK WHAT A PRECIOUS SNOWFLAKE OF TASTE I AM!

A sampler: Dune, Lawrence of Arabia, Queens of the Stone Age, Mystery Science Theater 3000, Michael Crichton, Metalocalypse, Cool Runnings, Neil Young, Dashiell Hammett, Rocko's Modern Life, Mastodon, Neil Gaiman, Blade Runner, Lost, Donna Tartt, Titus Andronicus, Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, Ken Burns, Firefly, Seven Samurai, Rome, Bret Easton Ellis, The Decemberists, A Hard Day's Night, Battlestar Galactica, Wu-Tang Clan, Deadwood, Do The Right Thing, Monty Python, Hans Zimmer, The New World, Robotech, Tool.

I like food from all over the world, but I eat like a bird.
The six things I could never do without
- My family, by blood and by bond.
- Red meat.
- Bourbon whiskey, neat, in a lowball glass or a mason jar.
- Weed. Sweet, stanky, increasingly-ubiquitous and happily-de-stigmatized weed. I wanna talk to Samson.
- America. I mean this as a geographical place and an aspirational ideal; The Grand Canyon and the Great Melting Pot. Fuck Yeah.
- A sense of perspective afforded by the accumulated knowledge and experience of mankind found on the Internet and in those things called books.

- A loophole.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
- Just what the hell kind of person I'm turning into.

- Movies. Movies are the greasy grease that lubricates my imagination (Herzog said it best: "if we do not develop adequate [new] images we will die out like dinosaurs.")

- The mounting evidence that our world, both as a society and as an ecosystem, will soon implode like a submarine at crush depth.

-Native Americans; the beauty and variety of their many cultures before contact with Europe, and the horror of what followed.

-Depraved scenarios of uncontrollable lust and Bacchanalian abandon.

-And, like everyone, my survival strategy re: the zombie apocalypse. (UPDATE: I have determined that the Brooklyn Army Terminal would serve admirably as a zombie-proof fortress: totally fenced in, back to the water, high vantage points, indoor atrium for agriculture...)
On a typical Friday night I am
Either out (seeing a movie at Nitehawk, drinking bourbon at Post Office, playing Galaga at Two Bits Retro Arcade) or in (playing videogames, watching VIDEODROME or GRAVITY or BREATHLESS on blu ray, drawing, knitting crotchless panties...Kidding. Just seeing if you were paying attention.)
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
-I'm a profoundly average cook, and I'm okay with that.
-I identify as dominant.
-I was ejected from my grade-school soccer league as a kid because I wouldn't stop acting like a dinosaur during games.
-I'm young, white, employed and American, in an era when that is pretty much the best hand you can be dealt -- and feel as though I have yet to repay the Universe for this gift. That's a unique species of guilt right there.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 19–50
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, short-term dating
You should message me if
you aren't looking for something serious (I'm not), yet open to the possibility (I am).

there's something about me you find intriguing, or if you want to get to know me a little better. There's a chance I won't message you first, for any number of reasons (90% of my initial messages going unanswered is probably the main one), so don't be shy. That old "guy engages girl first in conversation" chestnut is antiquated as fuck.

Also! If you are about to start watching The Wire, or True Detective, or Breaking Bad, or Twin Peaks, or Boardwalk Empire, or any of my shows I listed in the Favorites section, and would prefer to watch it with a skinny guy and a bottle of wine.