I'm a grad student at SFSU. I enjoy eating, drinking, singing, talking about anything interesting, which is often just whatever the person I'm talking to is interested in. Things I am not at all interested include sports, cars, your new phone, or "the he said she said bullshit".
I just realized that comes off kind of negative, but I'm fine with it. I enjoy long meandering discussions with a few people who either know what they're talking about, or are at least interested in listening to someone who does. I have a few areas that I consider myself quite knowledgeable in, and I'll gladly talk your ear off if you'll let me, or I'd just as happily listen to your areas of expertise. This effect can be greatly enhanced by a few beers or glasses of wine, and maybe a card came or movie to talk over.

Currently pursuing a masters in biology at SFSU, devising experiments to harass ants and study their behavior. Ask me more about it if you care.

I've recently decided that I'm too much of a boring person, so I'm seriously considering hang gliding.

Math, science, backrubs, hugs and blackjack.

My hat, it has the King of Diamonds on one side and a variable number of feathers on the other. There is meaning to both of these things, but it is not particularly profound, and not readily shared.

Books: Dawkins, Darwin, Dante and Martin.
Internet: Reddit, xkcd, wikipedia, kqed, youtube

Movies: Chicago, Boondock Saints, Matrix, Star Wars, Documentaries, "Sword and Sandal" epics, sometimes those obnoxiously hip little indie movies, Kill Bill (a lot of Tarantino I guess) lots of other stuff too.

Shows: The Office, Parks and Rec, Always Sunny, Game of Thrones, Breaking Bad, QI, sometimes Glee, Raising Hope, etc.

Music: Punk rock, classic rock, show tunes, Johnny Cash, Celtic music, folksy. My taste has been described as "dad music", which sounds about right.

Food: I'll eat just about anything, and usually love it. Burritos, Chinese and burgers make a lot of my diet these days, interspersed with whatever stir-fry or noodles I feel like whipping up.

Phone to stay in contact, keys so I can get home, wallet to get what I need, my hat so you know who I am, a can of diet coke, because there's no situation that isn't improved by a nice drink, and my bike, so I can go anywhere I please on my own time.

All kinds of crazy shit. Politics, religion, and anything else that people believe in, but someone has to be wrong. Also etymology, why various things were invented in the first place, what experiments I should conduct and what to cook myself for dinner. The answer to the last question is often unusual, and sometimes delicious.

At this point I will start rambling the sort of thing that passes through my head.

I sometimes find the most useful description of someone's position is the offensively exaggerated/oversimplified one, used by their critics such as those commie homo hippies or them gun totin' bible thumpers. My favorite of these is "The Blandest Propagandist" (NPR). I also often find these terms amusing.

I've also leaped to the conclusion that the difference between decent pizza and great pizza is a lot more garlic.

I sometimes like to ponder the distinction between very similar words, like jealousy and envy. One can be jealous of their significant other, or their possessions, in that they do not wish to lose them, as a dragon jealously guards its treasure. One can be envious, on the other hand, of someone else having a more attractive significant other, or bank account, etc. That being said, I think that jealousy is a trait that gets a worse reputation than it deserves. There's the down side that jealousy can imply a certain amount of mistrust of one's partner, or feeling possessive, but it also comes from very strong feelings for them. I feel like I'm rambling away from anything like a point there, so I'll stop that now.

Enjoying a few beers and long rambling conversation with a few friends. This could be at a karaoke bar, someone's house, at a party, playing boardgames, cards, at a movie, where ever...

I enjoy Glee a bit too much, and like to compare myself in my own mind to Dr. Gregory House. I also sometimes compare myself in my head to a bear, or just think about how awesome it would be to be a bear. Just eating fish and honey and berries all the time, and napping through winter.... that'd be rad.

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