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My self-summary
Peripatetic. Frequently gaping at architecture. And touching, too. I can’t pass Sullivan’s Krause Music Store in Lincoln Square without getting a bit handsy.

I still want to go everywhere, do everything. But I feel settled in a good way by the things I’ve done.

I have a weakness for alliteration. I’m somewhat ambidextrous. I used to cut my own hair, but I don’t do that anymore.

Sometimes I declaim poetry from overpasses into the oblivious whoosh of semis and cars on the Kennedy or Eisenhower below. I am out walking – I don’t just stand there.

Might be sitting on the sofa, watching my beloved Sox invent new ways to lose as I look up words in the dictionary. Might be on the same, blissfully going from book to book to book of a weekend morning, listening to bossa nova or Bill Evans or Porgy and Bess.

I wish I had more time to do readings in science and math. Spend more time learning other languages. Eventually, perhaps.

I’m always playing with the elasticity of time. Someday I’d just like to throw it out.

I still love the feeling of ears ringing, out on the street late at night, after a show. A rarer pleasure these days, but not one I’m ready to do without.

Or you could just listen to Burt Bachrach’s “Something Big,” a song I love, which would provide a pretty good summary as well.
What I’m doing with my life
Well, there is that whole paycheck enterprise. But mine is pretty humane, occurring as it does amongst all the books. Going about my education. And writing things: manifestos, movie reviews, messages ill-fit for bottles, (non-) metrical verse. Trying to make something, something that will take. Walking a lot and going to the gym. Trying to live fully and well.
I’m really good at
Government toppling, unraveling metaphysical quandaries, fashioning expressive sculpture out of oyster crackers. You know, the usual stuff. And recommending good films, books and music without being too pushy about it. Planning a night or day out. Appreciating interesting women.
The first things people usually notice about me
My richly-colored plumage? My obvious mastery of Morris dance? The pale fire of my soul? I’m afraid I do not know (and might be reluctant to find out).
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: Usually the underappreciated likes of…Denis Johnson, Charles Portis, Dawn Powell, Richard Yates, Alexander Trocchi, etc. I’m more likely to be reading some obscure novel from the 1920’s than what’s currently crossing the circulation desk, not so much to be contrary as owing to where my stream-of-consciousness approach to learning tends to take me. Some all-time faves: Graham Greene, John Fante, Jane Austen, David Mitchell, Barry Hannah, Wallace Stevens, Elizabeth Bishop, T.S. Eliot, etc. All of that said, there’s usually three or four art books or other volumes of non-fiction for every novel in whose midst I find myself.

Movies: I tend to organize my life around film screenings and viewings like a regular human being might relative to, say…loved ones or normal adult responsibilities. A somewhat representative sample: In The Mood For Love, Holiday, Bob Le Flambeur, Lola, The Searchers, Fitzcarraldo, Mulholland Drive, Exit Through the Gift Shop, Office Space, Shaun of the Dead, The Thin Man, In A Lonely Place, Black Narcissus, Third Man, Tokyo Story, Bullitt, L’Atalante, Playtime, Les Enfants du Paradis, Bill Cunningham New York, Trouble in Paradise, His Girl Friday, Out of the Past, The Master, The Gleaners & I, Killer of Sheep, Two-Lane Blacktop, Man on Wire, Battle of Chile, Mayor of the Sunset Strip, Winter’s Bone. I could go on but I won’t.

Shows: Don’t follow many, though I do keep up with Don Draper & Co. In recent years, I’ve enjoyed the likes of Louie, Portlandia, The Hour, Flight of the Conchords, The Office (BBC), Extras, Childrens Hospital. I feel like the last person on Earth who hasn’t seen The Wire, which I suspect I’ll love. At this point it’s kind of a luxury I’m withholding. Looking forward to Drunk History, which I’ve enjoyed on the net.

Music: I’m very much a subscriber to the Duke’s dictum, “There are two kinds of music. Good music and the other kind.” Or words very much to that effect. For me, the good is Robyn and Dinah Washington; T-Rex and those familiar but no less sublime Bach cello suites. And on. More often than not it’s probably the indie rock, but it varies by the hour and day and mood. On recent heavy rotation have been Portugal The Man, Jake Bugg, Eleanor Friedberger and those charming Avett Brothers. Historically: Beasties-Paul’s Boutique; The Real Tuesday Weld – I, Lucifer; Stereolab – Emperor Tomato Ketchup; The Clash – London Calling; Belle & Sebastian – If You’re Feeling Sinister; Velvet Undergroud – Velvet Underground & Nico; John Coltrane – Blue Train; Television-Marquee Moon; Serge Gainsbourg-Comic Strip; Air-Premiers Symptomes. Chet Baker, Joy Division/New Order, Hank Williams, Bill Evans, Stereo Total, Mr. Lee Hazlewood, Blur, the holy trinity of Minnesota, LCD Soundsystem, the wind in the trees, ad (almost) infinitum.

Food: Had I but a few hours to live, I would get myself to a favorite burger joint apace and feast upon a big cheeseburger and fries. With my execution stayed, as it were, a couple of weeks, I’d be sure to have some vindaloo (spice is nice), a banh mi, some tacos (two pastor, one asada, please). Middle Eastern, Mexican, Korean, Thai, Chinese, etc. I’d get to Urban Belly, Ed’s Potsticker House, Hema’s Kitchen and Marie’s Pizza. And at least one elegant place where they very much know what they’re about, from the cocktails to the wine to the menu and beyond.

I think there should be a drink question. I’m almost more drinker than eater. The drinking is most often diet soda, skim milk, or water. But let us not forget the single malt, the red and the white. The Manhattan, the Sazerac, even, perchance, the Basil Collins. And champagne – what sort of heathen would ever turn down a glass of champagne?
The six things I could never do without
The big screen, some solitude, a dictionary, art, contacts/glasses, my various transit and car-sharing cards as a bundle.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Squeezing as much into the day as I can (much as some lazy days won’t accept much of anything). Manners, or the lack thereof (too much time). That rather troublesome, rising temperature of the Earth.
On a typical Friday night I am
Perhaps just laying low, relaxing, watching a film. Ideally, engrossed in conversation amongst good company in some agreeable watering hole. One of my life goals, sometimes achievable on vacation, is to lose all sense of days and their prescribed personalities.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 32–52
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating
You should message me if
Um…you have the other half of the amulet? You might like to venture around the city, down to the South Side to a great taco place I know, to some little-known park or a neighborhood full of little wonders, curiosities and terra cotta. To the upper reaches of Michigan, to Montana, Myanmar or even Mali if it settles down (I’m open to other consonants, and perhaps a few vowels). You’re smart and kind and a lot of things. Ideally, you’re independent in a way that’s good for you and only makes a relationship better. Funny, funny is always good. At least able to laugh at most anything, even the serious things that walk alongside the objects of our laughter, dark or light. Self awareness, I find, can be a very redeeming quality. The rest can be sorted out in a dive, down an interesting alley, in a museum, out hiking around. Hubcap diamond star halo optional, though always appreciated.