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ear-not-eye

37 F Brooklyn, NY

My Details

Last Online
Online now!
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
Black, Hispanic / Latin, White, Other
Height
5′ 6″ (1.68m)
Body Type
Fit
Diet
Mostly anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Rarely
Drugs
Never
Religion
Judaism, and laughing about it
Sign
Gemini, and it’s fun to think about
Education
Graduated from med school
Job
Medicine
Income
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Monogamous
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, but wants them
Pets
Likes dogs and has cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), Portuguese (Fluently), Spanish (Fluently), Russian (Fluently), French (Okay)

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My self-summary
Top of the mornin' to ya, witty-named stranger. Thanks for dropping by. Now that the visual scan is behind us, let's chat, shall we?

In the spirit of promoting OkStupid's alluring sense of anonymity, I can only say that my name, when pronounced correctly, begins with the sound of "Ear" not "Eye". My iPhone, however, auto-corrects it to Urinal. The decoy name I give at the sandwich pick-up counter (to avoid hearing my real name eviscerated) is Bernice.

- I spent my first 12 years in the Soviet Union where I took formal ping pong lessons at a formal Soviet ping pong academy. Uncle Boris, a pro, felt that I "showed early promise" even though I barely cleared the height of the table and lacked hand-eye coordination. I hated the whole cursed endeavor, got bullied by the other kids (all boys, all older) and luckily got to drop out circa age eight when another kid chased me around with a pocket knife. I haven't played ping pong since...but would be tickled to give it a try if you promise to leave your cutlery at home

- I haven't owned or watched TV since 1996; consequently, I blow at all things trivia. A friend recently threatened to revoke my US citizenship bc I've "learned nothing about American culture" in 24+ years here. Help?

- I am crazy for cucumbers, Montreal, old school salsa (music, not dip), Balderdash, and rotisserie chicken (recent dream: a wedding cake constructed entirely of rotisserie chickens, no icing, no frills, no nuffin!)

- I could live in a hammock and essentially do April-Nov. Sat-Mon you can find me blissfully a-dangle in Fort Greene Park (hiding from parks police who usually shake me out of my favorite spots)
What I’m doing with my life
Biking from here to there, dancing to this and that, traveling up a storm, throwing games parties, lookin for mah man.

My work involves, at its core, standing up for the bullied, fighting for social justice, making intense eye contact and getting people to tell me their most intimate secrets.
I’m really good at
Gabbin with just about anyone in just about any language and putting them at ease (especially parents...I am a parent whisperer)
Cookin som'm ferocious
Rigging my hammock up to trees with record speed
Shaking these them hips
The first things people usually notice about me
Who are these generically-eyed "people"? Just a hunch here but I suspect women notice my easy smile, gay men gravitate toward my dirty, irreverent sense of humor, straight men hone right in on the rack.

If you and I end up going out, expect this to be my first question.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Music: Salsa, Samba, Bachata, Kizomba, Mbalax, Dancehall, Zouk, Cumbia, Konpa, anything and everything that moves me, physically. My favorite voices: Marisa Monte, Hector (swoon) Lavoe, Bonga, Oumou Sangare, Lhasa de Sela, Baaba Maal, Ismael Lo, Hector (bachateame mama) Acosta, Los Hermanos, Glen Hansard, Patrick Watson, Lura, Buika. And the list goes on and on... These days, though, my auditory space is filled mostly with WNYC and audio books.

My all-time favorite reads: The God of Small Things (India), The Bone People (New Zealand), Power of One (South Africa), Farming of Bones (Haiti), The Spirit Catches You and You Fall Down (Laos). The common thread is no coincidence...I do most of my reading in bed where my travel bug and my imagination do their devious scheming.

Movies: Waste Land, Searching for Sugar Man, Once, anything by Almodovar, Best in Show, Murderball, Cinema Paradiso (of course!), Coming to America, Night on Earth, Hedwig and the Angry Inch...inexplicably, anything with young Barbara Streisand.
The six things I could never do without
Assuming I survive whatever calamity this question presupposes, I would need:
- an exhaustive supply of Lactase Enzyme
- my power drill
- my industrial-strength garlic squisher
- one or all three of my hammocks
- the seltzer maker
- my indestructible black havaianas (worn constantly since 2004!)
I spend a lot of time thinking about
I've been pondering this quote (heard on This American Life). If you relate to this, you relate to me:

"One thing you, who had a secure or happy childhood, should understand about those of us who did not. We who control our feelings, who avoid conflicts at all cost or seek them, who are hypersensitive, self-critical, compulsive, workaholic, and, above all, survivors, we are not that way from perversity and we cannot just relax and let it go. We've learned to cope in ways you never had to."
Piers Anthony, scifi author
On a typical Friday night I am
If not driving away on a camping/hiking/kayaking adventure, I am biking home to rest up for my three-day weekend (I have been blessed with Mondays off)
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
My cousin Katie has a triple nipple?

I'm not black, Latin/Hispanic, or other. I'm lily-ass-white. I just got tired of OkStupid's ethnic type-casting of my matches. Pardon the confusion if you're confused.

Oh, and perhaps this quote from my recently married male friend: "You are an amazing friggin catch all around! I mean you cook, you make money and barely spend it, you have great teeth, you constantly generate fun. But the fact that you come with no in-laws... that right there makes you the perfect package!"
I’m looking for
  • Guys who like girls
  • Ages 34–43
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For long-term dating, short-term dating
You should message me if
You don't intend this email to be the first of a long, devoted penpalship - I prefer the "email -> email -> meet -> (hopefully) repeat" approach to tackling this OkStupid adventure.

Now, I am not a snob in the remotest but find it difficult to summon inspiration to reply to one-line, generic, unpunctuated verbal belches along the lines of:
"hi howre you?"
"hows your weekend going?"
"hi sexi cheers from Berlin"
"id do you"
"you wrote a novel, you sound frustrated"
OR
a copy-paste blurb of your own profile with no reference at all as to why you're actually sending it to ME.

I value the art of conversation above many things (except, perhaps, apostrophes and grammar.) If you really want to start an intelligent conversation, I would encourage you to use your words (in clusters, full sentences, or even paragraphs), sneak in some punctuation marks, and actually say something!