You know what I like? All the little moments of a road trip, like when you saw that huge bizarre statue off the side of the interstate or you had to eat at that creepy gas station at 1 AM because it was the only food around. The road trip is a trite, thinly veiled metaphor for life, you see.

I'm a suburbanite by birth, country girl by choice. The pace and lifestyle out here suit me just fine. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be able to integrate back into the suburban world, or if I'll retreat to some remote off-grid mountain abode in later years. I mention my lifestyle because I feel it is a marginally apt means of beginning to describe myself. I'm somewhat offbeat and, while I get along with most people and enjoy going into town sometimes, I find many things that pass for normal in our society to be either depressing or baffling and would rather just do my own thing.

I like to cook and am probably better at it than any of my other hobbies. I make a good curry. I raise laying hens and am a bit of a crazy chicken lady. I'm gradually improving my self-taught photography skills. I like to shoot and would like to try out archery sometime. I play the recorder (poorly). I am a horrible beer snob and very much enjoy geeky talk about it and finding new beers I haven't had. I still have a lot to learn.

I'm married to a pretty cool dude (check him out: loredous) and am really just looking for local friends. No, that's not a secret code that comes with a sly wink-- I'm not looking to date. Don't be shy to message me if you want to chat! I try to get back to everybody.

Trying not to get run over, eaten, blown up or shot.

Cooking!

I once asked a Lowe's employee where I could find something, and instead of responding, he completely zoned out and stared blankly at me. When he finally roused himself, he said "Huh? What? Sorry, I was too busy staring at your nose!"

I guess my nose is entrancing.

A Song of Ice and Fire (the whole thing, I'm sorry to say), Joe Abercrombie, Robert E. Howard, Richard K. Morgan, lots of cookbooks. Currently reading: Best Served Cold. Next up: Kitchen Confidential and Medium Raw, Lovecraft

I'm trying to catch up on all the movies I never saw. Soon: Pulp Fiction, American Psycho. Last seen in theaters: Act of Valor (hilariously terrible, hilarrible if you will), The Artist (awesome).

TV: Dexter, Star Trek, Game of Thrones, Weeds, No Reservations, Daily Show, Key and Peele, Futurama, etc. etc.

My musical tastes are all over the place. A few: Satellite High, Mari Boine, Bluetech, Crooked Still, Arch Enemy, Lady Gaga, Massive Attack, Lamb of God, The Duhks, Matisyahu, The Wailin' Jennys, In Flames, Damian Marley

I'm not a picky eater, although I once had a mortifying incident wherein I accidentally ordered brains at a pretentious French restaurant. That was a little much. I did spend some time in Japan and, speaking little Japanese, ate a lot of mystery food (like the flailing omelet creature).

Fresh air. Space. Growing things. A camera. A kitchen. Quiet.

Normal human things. The people I love. The poetry in the world and how I wish I could express it better. What's wrong with people. What I want to be when I grow up.

Mercilessly critiquing a hapless microbrew.

I'm a lady goon

You're also looking for new friends to get you out of the house. I'm down for most anything.