I am very bad at describing myself. I have a sarcastic, occasionally self-deprecating sense of humor, and I love making other people laugh.
I love music and secretly -- okay, not so secretly -- think I will someday be a rock star. This is, of course, despite not currently having a band. I sing to everything in the car. If I don't know the words, I make some up -- why not? I can sort of play the piano, but I am out of practice, and I want to learn how to play either the guitar or the bass.
I like to have adventures. It's been slightly too long since the last time I had one, honestly...
Adventure: Taking off my shoes and climbing across a sandstone cliff at high tide because I can.
Or, meeting a travel agent in a Finnish bar, deciding to take his tour of Moscow and St. Petersburg for a week, getting into Russia, and THEN discovering that I'm the only one in the group who speaks any Russian at all. (Tour guide mostly left us to our own devices, which was fine!)
Or, finding a path or a road and just following it to see what's at the end.
I want to go everywhere, I want to see everything.
I take photos of dilapidated things more than almost anything else because I think there is beauty in decay. My friends and I once found an abandoned logging site that had gone brilliant red from rust.
I love cities. I love being in the middle of nowhere. I don't have a favorite season because I like them all for what they are.
I like to go dancing, but I don't do it enough.
My nose is awesome.