I better get into some really good liberal arts colleges for this one...
I find it awkward and repetitive reading a million times how everybody on this site is "laid back, down to earth," and has a "great sense of humor," so I'm going to try and avoid excessive adjectives and go straight for the verbs, and other random declarative statements:
I believe that young people are the freshest, strongest, most creative, innovative people around.
I tend to loose mundane but vital objects such as keys, phones, and phone chargers.
I love the English language in all its levels of formality and informality; but I will punch you in the testicles (or ovaries) if you try to drop an N bomb on me. I believe in reclaimed language, but we haven't come that far; come on now.
I'm at my calmest in the middle of a long run/bike ride/roller blade, floating in a lake, or at a quality concert (bad music gives me indigestion).
I think poop is hilarious. Seriously. Especially when above-mentioned young ones discuss its intimate details.
I love and fear my cello; a combination of guilt from getting so out of practice, and excitement at the prospect of getting back to those sweet sounds...
Enough about me...
I'm hoping to get back to playing music, writing, and just getting free.
(Um, ok, I *was* good at writing and music-ing, and then I started working more hours and being creative less hours, so I'm rusty, but ready to get back to it.)
If you're just creepily (or not creepily) staring at me, you'll notice that I am what my sister and I refer to as ambiguously brown. My racial and ethnic identities are very important to me, and I'm cool sharing them, but I don't think that strangers have the right to make me explain myself just because they're not used to seeing folks who look like me.
Fiction: James Baldwin (especially Giovanni's Room and Another Country), Phillip Roth (especially American Pastoral), Roald Dahl (especially Matilda, the BFG, and all his nasty adult stuff!), Paul Beatty (especially White Boy Shuffle), Ralph Ellison, V.S. Naipaul, Haruki Murukami (especially Norwegian Wood), Alice Walker, Toni Morrison, Chuck Palahniuk, Tom Robbins, Margaret Atwood (especially Handmaid's Tale), Kurt Vonnegut, Chaim Potok
Drama: August Wilson, Eugene O'Neal, Edward Albee, for colored girls who have considered suicide when the rainbow was enuf, Eugene Ionesco
Non-Fiction: bell hooks, Franz Fanon, David Sedaris, Jonothan Kozol, W.E.B.Dubois, Frederick Douglas
Jazz: Charles Mingus is my hero because he started off as a Black cellist in public school (just like me!), and only switched to bass because folks told him Back people couldn't make it on cello. He is also a hero for his genius composing, and crazy mind. Billie Holiday, Dizzy Gillespe, Thelonious Monk, Miles Davis, John Coltrane, Ornette Coleman, Charlie Parker, Lester Young, Herbie Hancock, Wayne Shorter
Hip Hop (here comes some 90's love): MOS DEF (sorry, Yassin Bey) is my hero, and an embarrassingly large part of the reason I moved to Brooklyn over Harlem. Jay-Z (I only really know the Black Album), Talib Kweil, Meshell Ndegeocello, Aceyelone, Atmosphere, Big Quarters, Dessa, NAZ (the little I know), Common, Outkast, Salt n' Peppa, TLC (only the two good albums), Aesop Rock, Beastie Boys (a couple albums), Fugees, Brother Ali, Big Quarters, Doom Tree (I know Dessa's stuff the best), Blackalicious, Outkast, Common, The Roots, Mankwe Ndosi (that's my homey in community organizing, too), Man.i.fest (I just found out that we went to college together), I, Self, Devine (another local community organizing homey), Maria Isa
Movies: Almost anything by Spike Lee (Except that stupid "She Hate Me" masturbatory shit), Cohen Brothers, Beasts of the Southern Wild, Brazil
music (of all kinds, including opera, but no, not country)
youth (but I'll be honest, I'm less comfortable with the rich ones)
good books (mmm...)
water (for drinking of course, but also for swimming)
movement (both physical and social)
Basically, I'm not a very private person. I don't feel shame very often, even when I should, and I'm certainly not modest. In college, I lived in two apartments in which my room was the sun room, and I had ten windows in the first apartment and six in the second. Both times, it took me over 6 months to put up curtains. I thought it was fun to always see outside, and I called it "community service" when I changed (and other things) in the room. Ten years after college, I have a bit more sense, but just a bit.
...you want to sing some not-too-serious karaoke
...you want to swim in a lake as soon as possible.
...you want to hear an awesome story about young people and dancing, crying, singing, learning, or saying "the darndest things" in general.
...you want to tell me an awesome story, true or fictional.
...you want to wrestle.