First off, some honesty: I'm a bad Austinite. I'm not very hip, I don't care much for live music (except your garden-variety gay-explosion Lady Gaga extravaganza), I'd give Barton Springs a B, and I could go the rest of my days without drinking another hemp-seed latte.
On the flip side (the best transition), I fancy myself an Austin foodie, despite my aversion to scary lattes. This, however, does not deter me from eating Torchy's several times a week. (Don't worry: I do cardio, and drink Diet Coke.)
Other likes: traveling, urbanism, Oscar bait, Dan Savage, sweater weather, Rachel Maddow, non-scary lattes
Anyway, I'm here, you're here, we're all queer. So let's do this thang.