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flintramble

34 M Sacramento, CA

My Details

Last Online
Today – 1:10am
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
6′ 2″ (1.88m)
Body Type
Fit
Diet
Mostly anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Never
Religion
Agnosticism
Sign
Gemini
Education
Graduated from high school
Job
Transportation
Income
$40,000–$50,000
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Monogamous
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Pets
Likes dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English (Poorly)

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My self-summary
high life, low-life, box wine, dead vine, polished shoes, dress blues, argyles, old news, lapels, polyester, epoxy-like gels, composition, zebra steel, fresh to death and realer than real, corners and margins, dogeared books and dustbin bargains, hi-fi, sci-fi, wireless, selectric, electric, brothers, druthers, regrets, second hand cigarettes, neon, oak, varnish, coasters with no glass, the reeds and the brass, bent notes, landlocked boats, narrow bridges and well-worn coats, slouch hats and ballcaps and feather'd fedoras, couches, cots, and the beds of the tore up, treadmills, tarmac, and matted grass trails, dead weight, heart-rate, and sisyphus tales, the gales and trevails, the headwinds and dead sails, the brass ring, the bric-a-brac, the flim flam, the last track, the silence, and sleep.

I know! I couldn't get past "fresh to death and realer than real" either. :D

More to the point, I'm a fun conversationalist with most people and I'm a good one to drag along for coffee or cocktails in a friendly capacity. Sometimes this place has all the charm of a mail-order bride mixer at the Kremlin, so I figure it might help to know I actually enjoy meeting new people and don't feel the need to pick and choose a person's particulars like nacho toppings.
What I’m doing with my life
I've been enjoying life in downtown/midtown for a couple years now. All you SF-obsessed chumps are missing out! Work is work and it warps your bones, but eventually you punch out and have a cold beer. And that's where I'm at. Fillin' up those potential spaces in the week with frivolous dirtbag hobbies like some kind of convivial pleurisy in the lungs of life.

In the daylight-ish hours I'm usually cheering on the jackrabbits that stir in the dead grass along the runway at McClellan, doffing my cap to confused looks along the bike trail, riding my hipster horse back and forth between the lowlands and highlands, trying in vain to start a shitty punk band called Nately's Whore, hunter/gatherer-ing the best sandwiches in the metro (usually buy one each at Juno's and Roxie because why the hell not!?), buying used Herb Alpert records for two bucks at Dimple or Records, hollerin' at the Friday NYT crossword, dragging hungover fools to brunch at Elixir, cranking up the O'Jays and opening the sliding glass doors so urrbody on the street can hear, jammin' jamz on the quiet with a couple brushes and a cardboard kickdrum, cannibalizing the defunct bike from my accident, stealthily weaving booty-movin' music into Wurlitzer playlists with a crooked grin and a crumpled dollar bill, playing boozy after hours piano rags on my awful keyboard, making dope ass spritzerz with cheap white wine and Diet Ocean Spray Cran-Cherry juice (I call it a Wolf Spritzer), etc.
I’m really good at
Minesweeper and reading at the bar.
The first things people usually notice about me
Too much gel in my hair, buck teeth, nervous energy, pleasant demeanor, Kuato living inside my thorax... wait... no, that was that dude in Total Recall.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books:

After the Quake by Haruki Murakami, God is Dead by Ron Currie Jr., North Line by Willy Vlautin, In Milton Lumky Territory by Philip K. Dick, The Reefs of Earth by R.A. Lafferty, Inside Outside by Philip Jose Farmer, Citrus County by John Brandon, Life After God by Douglas Coupland, Tortilla Flat by John Steinbeck, Another Bullshit Night in Suck City by Nick Flynn, The Puzzlemaster Presents: Vol. 1 by Will Shortz, Beautiful Losers by Leonard Cohen.

Movies:

Medicine for Melancholy, The Giant Mechanical Man, Miller's Crossing, Fears of the Dark, The Thin Red Line, Howl's Moving Castle, Robin Hood (the old Disney cartoon with all the bitchin' Roger Miller songs), Brick, Taken, Ghost Dog, Under the Yum Yum Tree, Beautiful Girls, The Go-Getter, Shultze Gets the Blues, Transsiberian, Zombieland. Just about anything featuring Elliot Gould or Jack Lemmon that plays on Starz at 3 a.m.

Music:

Currently in rotation: Kid Cudi - Indicud, Hot Snakes - Audit in Progress, Drive Like Jehu - Yank Crime, The Decemberists - The King is Dead, Huey Lewis and the News - Sports, Interpol - Antics, John Cafferty & Beaver Brown - The Eddie & the Cruisers Soundtrack, Cold War Kids - Mine is Yours, Madvillain - Madvillainy, The Slackers - Red Light

And not to get all overeager-scene-kid on you, but do yourself a favor and listen to Patterns' "Dangerous Intentions". Amazing dance power pop from Costa Rica anchored by synth-y sweeps and powerful vocals.

Food:

Sandwiches, burritos, sushi, pizza. And breakfast. ALWAYS breakfast.

Hook & Ladder, 58 Degrees, Golden Bear, Elixir, Orphan, Red Rabbit, Oscar's, Tres Hermanas, Tank House, Roxie Deli, Corti Bros, Juno's Kitchen, Taylor's Market, Hideaway, Tako, Lido, Evan's, Eggie's, Stagecoach, Bandera, Roxy (the other one), Zocalo, Zen Sushi, etc.
The six things I could never do without
Bad wine, awful guitars, a long run in short pants, a sideways glance, a sad book, and a sweet reply.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Dropping whatever it is I'm doing and going to breakfast.

This is especially true whenever I watch Parks and Recreation. That show has a crazy Pavlovian hold on me.
On a typical Friday night I am
Hoofin' it around town and enjoying the Skittle-like rainbow of city life.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I can often be found at the grocery store, idly singing like Michael McDonald under my breath.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 24–45
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating
You should message me if
- You'd like to get some coffee/beers/library books.
- You'd like to jam econo with brushed drums and acoustic things.
- You know where the phrase "jam econo" comes from and would like to receive your high five.
- You'd like to start a shitty punk band called Nately's Whore.
- You too think Art Garfunkel was more than an awesome name.
- You wanna tell tall tales and talk outta school.
- You're a CPA and you want to take me on as an apprentice.
- You think that "The CPA's Apprentice" suggests a more compelling basis for a film than "The Sorcerer's Apprentice".