I enjoy the 'goodness' -- that bit of conversation you have at two a.m. on the sidewalk when you were thinking of heading home. I laugh a lot, mostly at myself; not that I think I'm funny, it just happens.

I like long meals . . . very long meals. A few hours with some friends or opposite a cute guy is time well spent.

Some claim that sarcasm is the lowest form of wit; perhaps, but I can't help it . . . I'm pretty sarcastic (though always with a smile).

From D.C., a few years now in NYC.

Reading, writing, and . . . well, that's it. I'm the English teacher who can be heard saying, "I feel some type of way." Is it embarrassing? Yes, but my kids get it every time.

Otherwise, just enjoying it.

Imagining outrageous hypothetical situations; sometimes loosing myself in them.

Singing in the shower, the car, on the street, in class, generally where (and where not) I'm supposed to.

Brushing the dirt of my shoulders and finding some goodness.

My laugh. Then my mouth.

_Nine Stories_, _Invisible Monsters_, _Purple Hibiscus_, _The Count of Monte Cristo_

David Lynch and Wes Anderson films, _Jackie Brown!_ ("This is some repugnant shit!")

"Absolutely Fabulous"

"Plea" when I'm pining
"Midnight City" when I'm driving
"Heavy Metal Lover" when I'm nailing
"Jeune et con" when remembering

My music
A good read
My passport
A bed, someone's bed, preferably my bed, but a bed nonetheless
Chapstick
Mack K.

Plans. How you guys look so good on the train, in the morning, going to work or the gym or back home etc. That book I'd love to write.

Out in Manhattan, with a Manhattan or two.

In, watching a movie, cooking for someone, laughing with a bottle of wine somewhere near.

You want to. If you are a nice guy with a bit of humor and a sweet smile. If you've noticed my visiting your profile frequently (most likely because I find you hot and I'm still figuring out how to tell you). If you get the "stay frosty" reference in my last photo, in which case you will begin to know how much of a nerd I can be.