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My self-summary
Scientist and swing dancer. Camper and climber. Troubadour and traveler. Builder and burner. Academic and alliterator.

Grew up in NC. Came here to add letters after my name. Stayed. How could I not?

Although I do miss the thunderstorms.
What I’m doing with my life
Making frequent trips to Home Depot, singing in a classic rock cover band, swing and blues dancing, rock climbing, building a crazy magnet thing.

Professionally, I'm working on changing the way STDs and other diseases are diagnosed.
I’m really good at
Wielding power tools. Navigating foreign subway systems. Rousing the crowds at karaoke bars. Listening.
The first things people usually notice about me
My boundless wit and charming good looks. Probably.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Kurt Vonnegut. Neal Stepheson. Truman Capote. David Sedaris. Many others.


Breaking Bad. Archer. Arrested Development. Californication.

Cake. Queen. Jim Croce. Die Antwoord. Beats Antique. Jose Gonzales. Ozzy. Stevie Ray Vaughn. Offspring. U2. Ratatat. ELO. There is no real theme here. I like many kinds of music. And I want new music. Share good music with me, I'll probably fall in love with you. Probably.

Cinnamon Toast Crunch and Red Wine. But not together, no.

Podcasts are a thing too, yeah? Radiolab. This American Life.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Places to see. Things to build. Living abroad for an extended period of time. Community and relationships. The dysfunction of modern academia. Women, and their womanly ways.
On a typical Friday night I am
I don't have typical Friday nights. Though I do occasionally go dancing at Friday Night Blues. I also sometimes go to Sundown Blues on Wednesdays or Verdi Club on Tuesdays. And my band has a monthly gig at the Pioneer Saloon in Woodside.

So if, like me, you find online dating woefully unromantic, feel free to come find me out in the analog world at one of these events. Nobody has to know it wasn't serendipity.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I once owned a Hootie & The Blowfish CD.
You should message me if
Your idea of romance involves a tent and a sky full of stars. Or power tools and paint stained jeans. You can sing along to Rocky Horror. You want to lose at scrabble. You want to make music together.

Anyway, you could do a lot worse: