I’m feisty, but not short. (Have you ever noticed how usually only short people are described as feisty?) I thoroughly enjoy spirited conversation and competition. I enjoy games and sports of all kinds and anything that provides an opportunity for banter and good-natured ribbing. I think that smart phones should be checked at the door of all bars. There’s *something* about beer that makes groups of people want to argue, passionately, with ever-increasing volume and animation, for hours about something like who the fourth Highwayman was. Even if I know you’re right, I’m the girl that will use grand hand gestures and circus-like facial contortions to try to convince you that you’re wrong, just because I love the spectacle of a good bar argument. Oh really? Kris Kristofferson? You don’t say. If I *really* wanted to know, don’t you think I would just look it up on my *own* phone? On a related note, I’m kind of full of shit a lot of the time. I want someone who will call me on it, and challenge me, and who will be OK with being challenged.
I’m a native Minnesotan, recently returned from several years in Fort Collins, Colorado and Washington, DC. I’ll let you infer all of my stereotypical interests and activities….you won’t be wrong. But I’m so much more than a walking urban progressive cliché! I swear! Though <*ahem*> if I may…my townie bike (pictured) is super awesome and I would love it if I met someone who enjoys using their bike as a means of transport sometimes, particularly on beautiful summer evenings, because, seriously, riding bikes with friends (or *special* friends) on a nice night is just about the most fun this gal can have.
Also, I like beards. Rawr.