(The ship analogy) There is a ship at sea that goes where it pleases regardless of bad weather (there is no such thing), only that it should arrive at its destination and has done so with notes and pictures taken. It requires only wind and will. It will forever be surprised by the fact of itself.

Paradise is fifty degrees with a light breeze. It has coffee, skee-ball, Tom Waits, horse racing, apples. Wind flows through open car windows and Diet Coke and correctional typewriters are at one's fingertips. But honestly, I'm happy anywhere I go.

My days have been quite refreshing as of late. Music school didn't pan out. I quit smoking two years ago after 13 years of delicious Lucky Strikes. A poor decision forced me to move to St. Paul where I've made my home for the past two and a half years, quit drinking and started exercising regularly. St. Paul has my heart- that's for sure. I love to photograph her. I like bar trivia and the winnings that cover the tab. Life is good! I'm at ease in my studio apartment above an antique shop, surrounded by my typewriter, guitars, books, music and a pretty decently sized kitchen where I cook most of my meals, keep up on horse racing and draw with nib and ink. I meet with friends when I feel like it. I go out or I don't. I'm enjoying every second of it. ::wink::

Selling OTHER people in print for electronic dating services but dumbfounded that my own sounds so rediculous. I'm also good at catching things when I accidentally drop them or knock them over, dealing with crazy or drunk people, stopping fights without any physical means (I talk my way through crazy), driving in winter, driving in reverse and parallel parking ANYTHING. And just watch me get your car out of its snow trap. I'm pretty versatile in the kitchen. I can make a meal out of the scarcest or most unconventional remnants you can find. But find me the good stuff and you're in for a treat.

My mustache, my laugh, my speech, the faces I make, my look. I seem to be some sort of novelty for passersby and folks sitting across the room. The girl who brought me my food at Noodles asked me my name and told me I seem mysterious. I'm not there to hang out. I just eat. Compelling!!

Books: Factotum, Hollywood, Pulp, Women, Post Office, A White Merc with Fins, Auntie Mame, The Epiplectic Bicycle and other adult children's books.
Movies: Desperado, the Missing, The Philadelphia Story, Dark Passage, To Have and Have Not, Dances with Wolves, Gummo, Pump up the Volume, Saved, Casino, Goodfellas, Indiana Jones (Raiders and Last Crusade only), Boiler Room, The Matrix, Notorious (Ingrid Bergman, not Biggy), North by Northwest, The Quick and the Dead, Quills, The Empire Strikes Back, Let's Go to Prison
Television: Firefly, Deadwood, Brotherhood, The Daily Show & The Colbert Report, Cash Cab with Ben Bailey, Secret Girlfriend, The History Channel, SciFi (now SyFy), Late night reruns of Roseanne and The George Lopez Show on Nick at Nite, TCM, British comedies
Music: Tom Waits, Painted Saints, Elvis, Johnny Cash, Roy Orbison, Shudder to Think, Placebo, Queen, Two Ton Boa, Portishead, 12Rods, The Kooks, Jeff Buckley, Toadies, Frank Sinatra, Hank Sr., Weezer, Ella Fitzgerald, Mason Jennings, Sunny Day Real Estate, Chet Baker
Food: Root beer floats, clam linguine with a white wine sauce, sushi, apple pie, anything at The Donger, wild mushroom soup, blackened catfish, seared ahi tuna with wasabi mayo.. the list goes on.

are apples, music, boots, a toothbrush, wind, and something to write with.

my next move, my new banjo, why I'm not in bed asleep right now, how to say what I mean without boring myself or others for that matter, although I'm not AS concerned with the latter, unless I really like you.

unaware of anything typical and probably unaware it's Friday night. Without a Monday through Friday routine job I don't worry about what day it is.

Mason Jennings' 'The Field' does me in every single time.

You find life to be interesting and you like yourself- a solid foundation after which, everything else is easy and looks great and you can focus on whatever matters most, like corralling your very own mustachioed, bartending, van driving, true blue, life loving fella. You don't have to know what you want to do with your life and you don't have to be looking for a plan. Knowing who you are is enough- and very attractive at that.