I'm the happiest when I feel like I'm accomplishing something, whether that's (yes) rewriting my OkCupid profile, coming up with some new story idea, or crunching the numbers and realizing that I really do have enough money to cover that public radio membership. Then again, I can be blissfully happy watching Netflix and lounging in bed. Hmm.
(And I always know where my towel is. If that matters.)
During the week, I'm in the middle of what's sure to be a long and fruitful stint writing for a local health care tech company. I'll bet you can't guess which.
Beyond that, I'm trying to get the hang of this pretty great city.
"In his free time, Bachelor #2 enjoys discovering great local food, laughing at things on the internet, and the moment he can take his shoes off after coming home from work."
-Swordfighting with insults
-Taking stairs two at a time
-Fixing old people's computers
-Utterly failing to fix my own computer
-Practicing conversations in my head, then getting annoyed when the real thing doesn't go the way I'd planned.
Unless you catch me whilst I'm Batman.
Books: The Princess Bride, Terry Pratchett, Diane Duane, Neil Gaiman, Cry the Beloved Country, The Things They Carried, A Short History of Nearly Everything, To Kill A Mockingbird
Movies: The Princess Bride, North by Northwest, Back to the Future, The Emperor's New Groove, 1776, The Court Jester, Rear Window, The Road to El Dorado
Shows: The Wire, Battlestar Galactica, Community, Breaking Bad, Firefly, Hannibal, Monty Python. Joss Whedon is my personal television god.
Music: Hamilton, Doomtree, Turquoise Jeep, Talking Heads, Cloud Cult, Frightened Rabbit, Bon Iver, Regina Spektor, Jeremy Messersmith, Spoon
Food: Szechuan, Thai, bourbon, tea, tacos al pastor, beer, cheese, avocados. And let's not forget Trader Joe's.
2. The Oxford comma. Sorry, established rules of English grammar.
3. The Onion... unless they suddenly decided to stop publishing the print edition in the city where it all started. But that'd never happen.
4. My butler, Alfred
5. The ever-enlightening, occasionally disturbing wonders of the internet. Caturday, for instance.
Silly walks, and the Ministry that governs them.
And, recently, Hamilton. #justyouwait
Alternately, out with friends, curled up with a good book/my Netflix account, or reenacting my favorite moments from Texts From Last Night.
I've happily paid real money to see a fake hip-hop group.
And, most recently, I just made some chocolate chip cookies. You so wish you were here right now.
If you want to go see a Doomtree concert one night, then stay in and watch Netflix the next.
If it still blows your mind that H. Jon Benjamin can pull off voicing both a superspy and a guy who's halfway decent at making burgers.
If, deep down, you already know Madison's going to be too small for you.
If you, too, have too much whisk(e)y and not enough time.
If you miss having someone to dance up on. (Or down on; the funk works in both directions.)
If you think the world needs a little more hedonism in it.
If you cringe every time you hear "Today, the State Assembly voted to..."
If Norm Macdonald is your spirit animal.