A sometimes hobo scruffy, disillusioned writer, queer, trans, a bon vivant, reporter and artist. Man about town. Peace and equality agitator. Golden rule devotee. Intellectual. I write, and write about literature, poetry, dance, art, the DIY/maker scene, and on sociocultural and topical issues of the day. I moonlight as a dance dramaturg for hire.
Update: relocating between now and the first week in December from the Lawrence / Kedzie area to Oak Park.
I have to say this, because if I don't, it's just a waste of everyone's time: I really do t want to message back and forth forever. Please, if you're up to hang out, let me know. Ideally, message me with a place to meet up? Or ask? But I'm way too busy for pen pals. I'm here for the romance, not the fantasy :)
I'm in a really incredible, liberated, stable, wise place in my life. It's an amazing feeling. I'm taking my time these days, separating the wheat from the chaff, taking care of myself and a great, small circle of devoted friends, and making the occasional new friend through here/having fun on date outings and thinking maybe, just maybe things could get serious with the right lady.
I'm in a place now where I'm eventually looking for something more serious, committed and long-term. That's my ideal, and that person will change the game for me. Until then, I'm open to new friends, lovers, people to have sex with, etc. I'm probably not interested in romance if you're only available 1 hour a month because you're dating 50 other guys at the same time, work or go to school 70 hours a week or are still in daisy-pickin' mode. That's cool, we can be friends. But that doesn't mean instant access to my inner circles, either. My close friends and I are very active in each other's lives. Relationships take time and, most importantly, trust.
On that note: I have nothing to hide. I'll do something no one else I've ever seen on here does and just go ahead and give you my Facebook profile straightaway (see below). I'm real, out here, and honest. I'm no fixer-upper, but I also live my baggage out in the light. Check me out: confident, not arrogant.
If you're morbidly selfish or insular or otherwise just incapable of empathy, please sweet Christ almighty on a rubber crutch move along. I don't care how pretty or sexy or whatever you think you are, I have no time for you.
Also also: it's sad that I have to add this provision but I have a 1-strike stand me up policy. I'm truly gobsmacked by how many ladies I've made dates with who just never show up and never say a word. Do this, and I will never talk to you again. And Chicago is a lot smaller than you might think.
Please don't get angry at me if you write and I don't get back to you right away, I'm not able to write back everyone I'm interested in getting to know.
Here's also a link to the reading series I run, for fun:
I've got roughly 10 major projects going on at any given time, and I'm very social. Recently finished my first novel, feeling great! And my first graphic novel. Also: don't smoke cigarettes now (since 11/4/14!). I write regularly for newspapers and magazines too.
Everything from here down is like 5 years out of date. So please view this as a "me" that I have long since in most ways moved on from. It has some things in it that are still relevant, though less than you'd think and more than you'd expect. I suggest you just check out my Facebook and we talk in person.
I'm a writer and art guy. I live in Lincoln Square, and it's my favorite neighborhood in the city. I work for myself.
One of my best friends is on here and we're ranked as a 28% match. So that's bullshit.
I'm shocked when people act and behave without any sense of self-awareness.
Sadly, I am probably too handsome for 99% of you. I'm sorry about this, and wish to apologize in advance. (I kid.)
I've yet to meet someone, with very few exceptions, who is liberal as I am. So, forewarned.
I drink like a fish.
I'm unusually empathic.
I enjoy standing up to bullies.
I've been told that I'm frustrating to argue with. I try to be a very good listener to counter this in myself.
I'm a writer and event organizer.
I'm a totally shameless cuddle whore.
I prefer the company of intellectuals, but not the kind who can't stop living in their heads 24/7.
I'm a lusty type, but am happiest in a relationship (just don't want a sell-your-soul-type relationship, thnx nothnx).
I make my living solely through work in the art and cultural fields.
I am still boyish in my humor and enthusiasms.
I like sleep, when I can get it.
I'm suspicious of anyone who has answered too many OKC questions because, I mean c'mon, most of them were written by people with a bad case of the stoopids.
President Obama wrote a letter of support for my first art exposition back when he was still only a State Senator.
I am somewhat hard of hearing.
WTF is a "special blend?"
I am self-involved (in a good way, promise).
I am turned on by femininity. (Whatever that means explicitly)
I'm lonely in crowds and lively with a small group of friends.
I dig kink :) but am surprisingly mild about it.
I prefer to limit how much alcohol I drink because it feels great to stay in control of my experience (lie. actually, I can drink to blackout if the party is right).
I prefer those not reductive about intelligence to sexuality or gender alone, but value these aspects of myself and others greatly.
I am obsessive, ambitious and driven.
420 friendly, natch, but am too busy usually to partake in any degree of excess.
I get lost All The Time. No sense of geographic direction whatsoever.
I always forget people's names when I first meet them.
Demagogy makes me bristle.
My practice has been written about in the New York Times.
I am an anti-clerical when it comes to religion.
I am an anti-foundationalist when it comes to philosophy.
I am good for conversations 'til the birds start singing.
My type, supposedly, is "The Girl Next Door."
I am an optimist.
I am a member of the American Humanist Association.