I'm simple, straightforward, non-materialistic, musical, inquisitive, just, smart, easygoing, kind, and funny, and a bit of a daydreamer.

So it turns out that ex-Philosophy Majors end up in one of three places; as lawyers, in academia, or working in wineries. A lawyer friend of mine recently told me that law was "the sucker's bet." I responded that they all seemed to be, but one of them at least involved wine.

One of the other ex-Philosophers and I were carrying something outside at the winery the other day, and he looked out at the beautiful view across the sunny hillside at one point, and said (in response to whatever it was that I was saying), "I guess that's sort of what everyone wants, right? Make a little money, meet someone cute, go places with nice vistas. So why does that seem so hard?" I think I said something about people making things more complicated than they needed to be, but really, I had no answer for him. I think if I could answer that question, I wouldn't be on this site.

I lived in Elmira until recently, where for some time I worked long hours in a soul-sucking cubicle. Given that, and the fact that Elmira is where culture goes to die (painfully, in a ditch, from a meth overdose behind a trailer park, most likely), I had a hell of a time meeting people. I've lived in a cottage on Seneca Lake this summer (in Hector), and that's been fantastic. I'm currently working in a winery tasting room in Hector, and good god, it's good to actually talk to people for a living. FUCK cubicles, I'm never going back. I may not be getting rich, but at least I don't dread waking up every day, and that counts for more than one might imagine. I'm mulling over grad school, but in a sort of non-urgent way, because I seem to be undergoing a bit of a personal renaissance, and I'm happier and more at peace now than I've been in years.

Finding excellent ways to say difficult things to people.
Mediating disputes.
Learning to play songs on the guitar by ear.
Explaining things (like Significant Historical Events, Philosophical Concepts, Pop-Culture Movements, the Basics of Internal Combustion Engines, and the Infield Fly Rule) in such a way that I appear to know what I'm talking about.

Currently (and briefly, to avoid the dreaded List that Nobody Reads):
George R. R. Martin's Song of Ice and Fire series (also, the Game of Thrones TV show based on these books).
Anything by Vonnegut or Douglas Adams.
The Daily Show and Colbert Report.
NPR.
Avocados, Sushi, Mexican.
Phish, Beatles, Manchester Orchestra, Talking Heads, The Who, Gomez, LCD Soundsystem, Flight of the Conchords, Metronomy, Death Cab for Cutie, Chromeo, and most rock, funk, and jazz.

Guitar
Cat
Largish body of nearby water fit for swimming
Music
Women
Internet access

How to explain the Infield Fly Rule in such a way that it appears I know what I'm talking about.

Also, poor song lyrics. For example:

-Yes, Jon Fogerty, I understand that the tambourines are "playing in the band." But tell me again about these elephants you mentioned?

-In the song, "Take the Money and Run," Steve Miller attempts to rhyme "Texas" with "taxes." This infuriates me a bit.

-From Elton John's "Rocketman": "Mars ain't the kind of place to raise a kid / In fact it's cold as hell / And there's no one there to raise them if ya did." I don't even know where to begin dissecting this one, but it has to be one of the worst logical/grammatical/poetic clusterfucks in the history of pop music. I like this song.

-In the song, "So Happy Together," the singer opines that "The only one for Me is You, and You for Me." Essentially, he's saying "You're for Me" twice, and to hell with what you want. Creepy.

Trying to figure out where I can find a cute girl who wants to hear about the Infield Fly Rule.

... you found anything in this snapshot of my personality to which you feel you can relate.