I'm mostly self-wiping, occasionally arrogant, often thoughtful, and once-in-a-blue-moon, humble. I enjoy brilliant debate, and flip back and forth between being totally laid back and exacting. While the former is a true sentence, it tells you nothing other than I am not consistent. Insert usual statements indicating ironic dualities: I love to cook and can't be bothered to cook just for myself. I'm socially progressive and fiscally conservative. I care passionately about politics but am burnt out. I'm an atheist and a skeptic yet some people insist on calling me spiritual anyway. I like kids and am good at playing godfather (especially the part about making offers one can't refuse) but don't have them and don't want to create any.
I was born here. I've travelled all around the world, lived in various interesting places, and SF is the place I came back to. I love to travel for long periods of time, but don't want to own four homes to actually live in the different cultures and climates that I love.
I'm attracted to intelligence, dry piercing wit, sarcasm, imagination, sadism, and beauty. Please try to have at least eleven out of six of those in high quantity, with a bias towards being fucking brilliant.
You get bonus points if you're smarter than I think I am.