Lately I've been comparing myself and people I know to characters
from Rockos Modern Life. I'm not sure why, but I remember that show
But seriously, folks.
Mainly I do social work and therapy in the Bronx. Also, I invent
nonprofits and develop business plans for them in my head, then
forget them; play with my dog; and go to bars. These things go well
together, but generally not at the same time.
What I’m doing with my life
Christ, if you figure it out, message me.
I’m really good at
Psychotherapy. Adapting and dealing. Funny, funny jokes. Turning
drinking problems into drinking solutions.
The first things people usually notice about me
Blue eyes, Midwestern politeness.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: Man's Search for Meaning, stuff by Brendan Behan, John
Steinbeck novels (East of Eden, The Grapes of Wrath, The Winter of
Our Discontent, Of Mice and Men), Baldwin, the Bhagavad Gita, The
Book of Laughing and Forgetting, stuff having to do with mental
health (An Unquiet Mind, A First Rate Madness), sometimes comic
Movies: Blues Brothers, Stripes, Apocalypse Now, The Seventh Seal
(which I originally watched in order to be pretentious but
genuinely enjoyed), horror movies (both good and bad).
Shows: House of Cards, Wilfred, The West Wing, The Simpsons, The
Marriage Ref, Better Off Ted, The Wire, Cheers, Mad Men, The
Walking Dead, Colombo.
Music: Tom Waits, The Black Keys, K'naan, Howlin Wolf, The
National, Warren Zevon, Leonard Cohen, The Roots, Gil Scott-Heron,
Parliament Funkadelic, Ismael Lo, Handsome Boy Modeling School,
The six things I could never do without
Coffee, cigarettes, strange encounters, street cart food, my
notebook, my dog Malcolm.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
The weird, ugly and desperate beauty of everything. Whether there's
a rational argument for optimism. Whether it's better to experience
the world intellectually or emotionally. But mostly either deeply
appreciating or deeply hating subway ads. ("It's a chalice, not a
glass"? Fuck you, Stella Artois.)
UPDATE: Now there are subway ads for Coors tall boys. Those are the
kinds of ads I deeply appreciate.
On a typical Friday night I am
At a bar with people I care about, watching Netflix, or playing air
guitar with my roommate. We actually only played air guitar once,
but it was SO FUCKING EPIC.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Ice cream trucks cruising the streets of Brooklyn don't fill me
with childish joy and nostalgia, but deep unease.
You should message me if
You think sitting on a fire escape listening to music is a good way
to spend a night. 'Cause I'm doing that now and I gotta tell you,
it's pretty sweet.