I'm moving to Cambridge in the late summer, so if you're looking
for something to do this weekend, I'm not your man. But if you want
to chat, or if you know of a great roommate situation for a man and
his dog...
I'm dependable, even-keeled, and curious (as in curious about things, not as in a little odd).
As far as relationships go, I believe in equal partnerships (it comes from having two sisters). I'd prefer a woman who likes to cook, but only because I'd like to have a partner in the kitchen (I'll totally be sous chef if it's your recipe, as long as you return the favor). I'd prefer someone with an open diet (okay, by that I mean an omnivore), because I think sharing a home-cooked meal matters (although I've seen mixed-diet relationships work just fine). In my book, dinner parties beat house parties.
I like hoppy ale, peety scotch, rare burgers, roast chicken, brussel sprouts, a real breakfast (every day), extra pulpy orange juice, french roast coffee, season 1 of BSG, season 2 of the Wire (the rest is great, too, I'm just sayin'), every moment of Deadwood, Preston Sturges movies, Casablanca (in HD, especially), Friday Night Lights (the TV show), late 19th century British novels, mid-20th century American drama, Andre Kertesz, Henri Cartier-Bresson, listening to Italian opera while I work, building computers from parts, Gatsby, Hemingway (Ernest, though I had a crush on Mariel back in the day), the craggy Oregon coastline, Leonard Cohen, Tom Waits, Madeleine Peyroux, and autumn.
Dogs bring the happy. My dog rocks. Seriously.
I'm dependable, even-keeled, and curious (as in curious about things, not as in a little odd).
As far as relationships go, I believe in equal partnerships (it comes from having two sisters). I'd prefer a woman who likes to cook, but only because I'd like to have a partner in the kitchen (I'll totally be sous chef if it's your recipe, as long as you return the favor). I'd prefer someone with an open diet (okay, by that I mean an omnivore), because I think sharing a home-cooked meal matters (although I've seen mixed-diet relationships work just fine). In my book, dinner parties beat house parties.
I like hoppy ale, peety scotch, rare burgers, roast chicken, brussel sprouts, a real breakfast (every day), extra pulpy orange juice, french roast coffee, season 1 of BSG, season 2 of the Wire (the rest is great, too, I'm just sayin'), every moment of Deadwood, Preston Sturges movies, Casablanca (in HD, especially), Friday Night Lights (the TV show), late 19th century British novels, mid-20th century American drama, Andre Kertesz, Henri Cartier-Bresson, listening to Italian opera while I work, building computers from parts, Gatsby, Hemingway (Ernest, though I had a crush on Mariel back in the day), the craggy Oregon coastline, Leonard Cohen, Tom Waits, Madeleine Peyroux, and autumn.
Dogs bring the happy. My dog rocks. Seriously.
