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27 Denver, CO Man


I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 21–40
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex

My Details

Last Online
Today – 2:36am
6′ 0″ (1.83m)
Body Type
Mostly anything
Agnosticism, and laughing about it
Virgo, and it’s fun to think about
Working on university
Entertainment / Media
Relationship Status
Open relationship
Relationship Type
Strictly non-monogamous
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Likes dogs and likes cats
English (Fluently), Spanish (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
The Cliff's notes:

*I'm not monogamous, nor monotheistic. I'm polyamorous not polygamous. (Sometimes I wish I were polygonal and polyamoral, but alas.)

*I'm just an ape that learned to talk and walk upright. Shhh. Don't tell.

*I'm, more or less, a godless liberal progressive socialist with a hint of libertarian for flavor. (Which you have to admit, is impressive for an ape. That whole empathy thing.)

*Bill Hicks would ask me to kill myself because I'm using my film education for advertising. (for mad scientists and ambulance chasers, but Hicks is dead and the world belongs to the living.)

*I wear wingtips and have almost entirely given up t-shirts. I also have weird hair and far too many sunglasses. Except when I'm in corporate retail land where I wear a cap, boots, and get eyefucked by people of all ages and genders. Pretty sure I'm not imagining it.

*Sometimes I fuck and drink (seldom both at once.) Honestly, I'm looking for activity partners. But if you won't write a letter or hold a conversation, then nevermind the fucking and drinking. (especially not simultaneously. that's messy.) That's a longwinded way of saying, I probably am in it for the sex, but not to say I'm indiscriminately slutty or shallow. I I like people who act like a person. And it's entirely likely I'll have no expectations and just want an outing with a novel person. Because that's also a thing I like.

*Sometimes I grow a beard. Everyday, actually. (see: condition of apehood above.)

*I've read many awful, stupid things that men send women and I don't feel like getting lost in the ocean of their misogynist ignorance. Go ahead and message first if you're so inclined. I don't always bite.

If you're still reading, here's the good stuff:

I chose a username back in the days when all the kids were putting numerals after words they liked. I had a better one but stopped paying protection money to OKC. So they beat it back into the ether. I don't know what rampage303 means anymore, so we have that in common.

Here are phrases used to describe me from time to time:
"Hey, are you [insert stranger's name here]?"
A strange Depressed Hippie / Upbeat Goth...
A dirty dandy.
"A lot of person."
A sapience of pure swart.
"A reluctant angel."
"The bee's knees."
"Tall, Dark, and Ridiculous."
"The most theatrical person I know."
"... Not a sociopath."
"...Just trying to get feminist pussy." To which I replied: "I AM A FEMINIST PUSSY."

Labels just never quite do things justice. Justice is vengeful and I'm not. I fancy collecting labels until they depict a meaningless spectrum. Have more:

Adjectives: Polyamorous, ADHD, XY, SNAFU, INFJ, Dandy, Artsy, Fashionable, Hedonistic, Solipsistic, Weird, Relative, Musical, Visual, Carnivorous, Virgo, Epicurean, Colorful, Black-clad, Comical, Terminal, Ignorant, Intelligent, Hated, Loved, Curious, Affirmative, Antipodean, Hyperborean, and a mild Graphomaniac. (hah, how can I even say mild after this many words?)

Cynical, Starry-Eyed, Self-Serving, Socialist, Secularist, Solipsistic, Scientific, Stubborn, and Slutty.
I'm staunchly anti-GOP and a queer ally, because the world deserves more fabulousness and vague lines of demarcation.

I "smell like a hippie." I bathe and my nose doesn't work, so I'm chalking that one up to the Nag Champa oil which apparently smells like gun oil. The most expensive and therefore "Best."

I'd like to model myself on a famous eccentric, like Emperor Norton, or Teddy Roosevelt but I missed out on the 19th century. A prime time for eccentrics. None the less, I'm trying to find a good old fashioned title for my calling cards. You know, like Gentleman Polyamorist and Discordian Pope*

*Long ago, in a far off, wooded land, I was made a Discordian Pope. The bard who wore nothing but a guitar and a green velvet robe asked of me
"You wanna be a Discordian pope?"
I thought about it, as we were surrounded by pagans, and I didn't wish to upset the natives. Slowly, I nodded my head with increasing enthusiasm.
I said, head swimming in a vile rum concoction I'd used to wash down the cake I'd eaten off the naked woman laying on the table. He raised his red Solo cup, filled with some fruity brew. He did half of the sign of the cross in the air between us, and finally said,
Now I am infallible.

I wear a lot of black. The uglier clothes get, the more certain I am that black and white dress clothes or nudity are the only correct choices. A Hell's Angel once told me that wearing black allows one to truly focus on the "who" of a person. If you can't trust a Texas meth fiend about such things, who can you trust?

Sometimes, I get mistaken for a priest. Sometimes people ask me for autographs. A couple of people have told me they think I'm one of the secret leaders of Tibet. I find that ironic, because I find Tibetan dogma silly.
I'd like to think these people are time travelers. If I cared anything about sports I would ask them who to bet on in ... the big game... with the teams and stuff.

I was born in Boulder.
People in Colorado Springs seem to think that explains something about me.
Which explains something about people in Colorado Springs.

I collect snazzy black clothing. Boots, hats, coats, belts, sunglasses, ponchos. They go with everything.
I'm not a slave to a specific fashion, just black...
(Why does that last bit not sound right..?)
Despite dressing to the nines, I've also found I look like a strange person in spite of myself.
What, people don't wear shiny wing-tips anymore?
It's sort of the Tom Wolfe principal of:
If you look nice, but alien everywhere you go, you'll fit in equally everywhere you go.

I periodically consider British citizenship to join the Ministry of Silly Walks.

Passengers in my tiny car once said that it forced them to confront their mortality. I've never been in an accident, and yet I seem incapable of having a car not covered in dents. Because the universe is powered with irony. (And I close doors with feet and stand on the roof.)
But alas, the little red jellybean of a thing is gone. In it's place, I have the official car of Boulder, a green, foreign, station wagon that even came with TOLERANCE sticker next to an Obama sticker.

Anyway, enough about me. How about you?
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
During that rare third where I'm helpless, naked, and senseless I'm told I no longer gasp and choke while trying to keep one leg upright. Now I just whimper. I don't know what specifically that means, but it sounds about right.

During the other two thirds I'm currently doing the occasional acting role and doing treatments for stories. And picking up a stringed instrument when I'm stressed. Mostly failing at the last few credits of school and slicing meat for yuppies and the stoned. Weighing the benefits of becoming a wanderer versus just writing about it. I've felt homeless for a couple of years now, yet have always had a place to put my collection of too much fucking stuff.

I'm pretty sure I don't know a thing. Sure, I watch documentaries, read the news, books, classic literature, but the world is always so surprising. It undermines my solipsist leanings. But prove one of us isn't a figment first. ... What was this section? Oh yeah. What am I doing with my life. Living it out. In relative obscurity. Like most of us.

I would take work as a gigolo if offered. Despite what they say to the contrary, actors are whores. Or I am at least. Or would be if I didn't know exclusively broke people. Anywhore, where were we?

I usually read around 6-12 books at a time when I'm not in school. And very little outside of texts and audiobooks when I'm in school. Often non-fiction, because I'm picky about prose. On reflection, it's usually fairly dark subject matter. I'm almost certain I'm not doing that for my image, but then, why would I bring it up?

I want to write, direct, entertain. I suspect Hollywood is not the place for me to do so. I think there's a Horus quote about it, but damned if I can find it anywhere. (about entertaining and educating, not Hollywood.) I'm not tied to a genre. "Good" would be the type of movies I'd like to make. I probably won't make a zombie film. Ever. (though I am fond of them)

The thing about film. Writing, directing it, or I suppose story telling in general, is that it requires insights into life. Existence. Humanity and it's constructs. It's quite empathetic and philosophical, really. The arts that go into a film are a mix of everything that came before. Painting, lighting, makeup, costuming, history, psychology, management, illusions, camera science, juxtaposition, color, emotion, music, logic, movement, composition, and on and on. It's finally something big enough for me to bother with out in the world.

I also play guitar, just like everyone else and their mother seems to.
I like to play blues, jazz, rock, post-punk, surf rock, hard rock, classical, metal, but mostly just noodling that is some combination of all of those. Acoustic, electric, eccletic; I wanted to pick one up to play surf rock, get better because of Black Sabbath, and wanted to sing and learn real live chords because there are too many good songs not to. I sing along too. I've also been messing about on mandolin behind my guitar's back. It's surprisingly hard, and I love it. ... All night long.

I intend to make a living as an artist, so I figure I may as well be versatile. Makes it harder to be a starving artist. How's that going? Well I made ads for a sex machine and a lawyer. A couple of years ago. So far as I know, the lawyer himself is not a sex machine. I do not care to know for certain one way or the other.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
"Explaining things."







































I'll write EVEN MORE.


Pride is a sin.


The world is poetry, it just takes the right phrase.
It takes the frame to really show us something we might not notice in the chaos of the world, through a little window.

Wearing a white suit to a barbecue and not getting anything on it.

I'm pretty good listener, but like many men, less than emotionally intelligent on occasion. So I may ask a dumb question now and again.
One should not be afraid to ask, since it is what leads one to seek the answers. And since I seek them by having text in my face or audio in my ears at all times, I come off as better read than I have a right to be.

Making unnecessarily in depth web pages about myself.

I look at the world strangely. I'm returning the favor. They tell me I have a talent of making nice things sound horrible. I'm not sure that's useful for anything beyond being contrarian and making folks cry, but it makes me laugh. Besides, I can make horrible things sound nice too.

Quipping. So they tell me. There "they" are again.
"I wish I'd said that." -Whistler to Oscar Wilde
"Don't worry, you will." -Wilde to James Whistler

I like dancing. My waltz or any ballroom style is rusty at best. I do like the trippy spazzy thing that is goth/boho "dancing."
Once I discovered I could move my hips, I took my first steps to being slightly less white.

Giving unusable behind the scenes interviews for film projects.

In school, I rediscovered I can draw a bit. It came from designing a beautiful ballroom dress. Then I started to wonder if I was emulating my little sister. Then I started to wonder why I'd wondered that, since I'm an only child.

"They" tell me sex should be on my list of skills. Why do we always listen to "they?"
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Tall white male with self designed "queer" hair
(unless it's under a hat, which I promise won't be a hipster or neckbeard thing, because, gross.)

"I believe you're a good lover because you're a good person."

Probably in mostly black and probably over dressed for the occasion.
Probably dress shoes or Doc Martens. I'm told women tend to notice that sort of thing.
Possibly a tie. Likely buttons and a collar. If not a big black coat, then a suit jacket.

Someone who definitely is a person.

Also, I'm told I come off as "pretentious" or "arrogant" but in a "not disdainful way." :
"Are you okay?"
"It's just that you look happy."
Don't I often?
"Well, you usually just have this look of disdain for everyone around you."
Uh. I love you too?
(so, in summation, despite my desire to be mysterious, I cannot hide my emotion or be fake. Unless I wear a mask. But I like peripheral vision. So... I guess I won't.

"Exudes an aura of bigness"

"Easy to talk to"

"Black hat, black coat, black pants (in June)...bright blue
yo-yo" -killersmarts1

^---She speaks truth.

"Comfy"/"Cuddly"/"Warm"/"Oh my god your heart beats hard!"

I like pretty things. Odd things. Some have said those are good words for me. Flatterers.

I like the notion that has been much abused by the world at large. A little term called "irony."* I assure you, I do a lot of things sincerely. Most in fact. But it's a plague of our age that we lack straightforward sincerity, so often. I like it. I don't wear a funny hat with anything but sincerity.

*Irony meaning "The expression of one's meaning by using language that normally signifies the opposite, typically for humorous or emphatic effect."

Brian: Look, you've got it all wrong!
You don't need to follow me. You don't need to follow anybody!
You've got to think for yourselves! You're all individuals!

Crowd [in unison]: Yes! We're all individuals!

Brian: You're all different!

Crowd [in unison]: Yes, we are all different!

Man in crowd: I'm not...

Crowd: Shhh!

I have a very expressive face. Perhaps... too expressive...

I quite enjoy a good laugh. I am often shushed for it. I can't help that my voice travels.

The Last Thing People Usually Notice About Me: "His heart rate never rose above 70, even when he ate her tongue."

No, wait, that's Hannibal Lecter. Never mind.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.

1984, Red Dwarf, 2001: A Space Odyssey, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, The Watchmen, Stardust, Slaughterhouse 5, The Shining, Pet Sematary, H.P. Lovecraft, Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas, Hiroshima, Carrie, Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, The Long Hard Road Out of Hell, The Dragons of Eden, American Theocracy, Childhood's End, Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy, Guns Germs And Steel, Catcher in the Rye, Neverwhere, American Gods, Smoke and Mirrors, One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, Good Omens, The Sandman, The Dark Knight Returns, Danse Macabre, Rant, The Life and Times of Gregorii Rasputin, Bonk, Spook, Stiff, The Dark Tower series, The Road, Me Talk Pretty One Day, Lamb, Moby Dick, Illuminatus!, The Evolution of God, Siddhartha, Fool, 1Q84, I Claudius, Blood Meridian
Numerous books on Eastern philosophy, abnormal psychology, history, are usually occupying my ipod too. Along with Stephen King.
Last Book Read: All Quiet on the Western Front
Currently Reading: Johnny Got His Gun, Redshirts, The Passenger

Movies (motion pictures, films, videos, talkies):

Airplane!, Army of Darkness, Bad Santa, Beetlejuice, The Birdcage, Dogma, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Ghostbusters, Grosse Pointe Blank, I Heart Huckabees, Men in Black, Monty Python's The Meaning of Life, Oh Brother Where Art Thou?, Office Space, Pulp Fiction, SLC Punk, Stranger Than Fiction, Thank You for Smoking, The Addams Family, Austin Powers, Being John Malkovich, The Blues Brothers, Coneheads, Death Becomes Her, Dr. Strangelove, Everything you ever wanted to know about sex but were afraid to ask, Gremlins, Groundhog Day, Harold and Maude, Last Action Hero, Mystery Men, Nine Dead Gay Guys, Popeye, Rat Race, Shrek, The Sandlot, Saved, School of Rock, Shaun of the Dead, Short Circuit, So I married an Axe Murderer, Who Framed Roger Rabbit, Machete, Tropic Thunder, Black Dynamite, Walk Hard, The Other Guys, Paul, Some Like It Hot, The Rum Diary, The Other Guys

12 Angry Men, American Beauty, American History X, The Aviator, Dances With Wolves, Edward Scissorhands, The Elephant Man, Gangs of New York, Ghost Dog, Goodfellas, Grave of the Fireflies, Interview With the Vampire, Perfume, The Pianist, The Prestige, Requiem for a Dream, The Seventh Seal, The Shawshank Redemption, There Will Be Blood, To Kill a Mockingbird, Apocalypse Now, Apollo 13, Bamboozled, The Departed, Forrest Gump, Gattaca, The Messenger, Mullholland Drive, The People vs. Larry Flynt, Rashomon, Tideland, Titus, Dead Ringers, Road to Perdition, Network

12 Monkeys, 2001: A Space Odyssey, The Adventures of Baron VonMunchausen, Alien, Alien Nation, Back to the Future, Blade Runner, The City of Lost Children, Dark City, Dune, The Fountain, Highlander, Lord of the Rings, The Matrix, The Never Ending Story, Pan's Labyrinth, Planet of the Apes, Signs, Star Trek, THX 1138, Transformers, War of the Worlds, A.I., The Abyss, Alice, Altered States Bicentennial Man, Brazil, Cronos, The Day the Earth Stood Still, Dragonheart, E.T., The Fifth Element, Green Legend Ran, Hook, Howl's Moving Castle, Minority Report, The Point, A Scanner Darkly, The Secret of NIMH, Tank Girl, They Live, Time Bandits, Waking Life, What Dreams May Come, Wizards,

American Psycho, The Butterfly Effect, The Caveman's Valentine, Eraserhead, The Forgotten, Frailty, Hard Candy, Jacob's Ladder, Jaws, Momento, The Mothman Prophecies, No Country for Old Men, Perfect Blue, Pi, Red Dragon, The Sixth Sense, The Terminator, Training Day, Children of Men, The Dead Zone, The Devil's Backbone, Hannibal, A History of Violence, Le Samourai, The Machinist, The Ninth Gate, The Others, Pitch Black, Resevoir Dogs, Strangers on a Train, Syriana, Taxi Driver, Vanilla Sky, The Village, M, The Lady Vanishes, The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo, Red State, Brick, Dark Passage

Dracula, Dawn of the Dead, Gingersnaps, The Hunger, May, The Mist, Pet Semetary, The Ring, Saw, Seven, Silent Hill, The Thing, Tremors, 28 Weeks Later, Child's Play, The Day After, The Descent, The Devil's Rejects, Silence of the Lambs, Planet Terror, Frankenstein, Night of the Living Dead, A Nightmare on Elm Street, The Omen, Poltergeist, The Prophecy, Rosemary's Baby, Salem's Lot, The Serpent and the Rainbow, Session 9, The Shining, Silence of the Lambs, Wolf Creek, Wait Until Dark, The Blair Witch Project, Halloween (remake), Nosferatu The Vampyre, Antichrist, Let The Right One In, Let Me In, Dead Ringers, Melancholia, Evil Dead, Psycho

Batman, Blade, The Bourne Identity, Cloverfield, Desperado, Die Hard, End of Days, Enemy at the Gates, Equilibrium, Fight Club, The Good the Bad and the Ugly, High Plains Drifter, Indiana Jones, Jeremiah Johnson, Jurassic Park, Kill Bill, King Kong, The Last Samurai, Natural Born Killers, Pale Rider, Pirates of the Caribbean, Predator, The Professional, Robocop, Sin City, Sleepy Hollow, Spider-Man, Star Wars, Stargate, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, X-Men, Apocalypto, Bonnie and Clyde, Casino Royale, City on Fire, Constantine, The Edge, Gladiator, Hero, Hidden Fortress, House of Flying Daggers, The Hunt for Red October, La Femme Nikita, Master and Commander, Mission Impossible, Seven Samourai, Yojimbo, Zatoichi, Le Samourai, Drive, Coriolanus

Buy the Ticket Take the Ride, Crumb, The Weather Underground, American Hardcore, Baraka, The Business of Being Born, A Crude Awakening, Dan Aykroyrd Unplugged on UFOs, Jesus Camp, Punk: Attitude, Super Size Me, The Rise and Fall of the Slasher Film, Who Killed the Electric Car?, Woodstock, Dark Days, Super High Me, The Confederate States of America, Good Hair, Kumare

The Wall, Across the Universe, Little Shop of Horrors, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, anything by Parker and Stone

TV (da idiot box)
The Simpsons, Futurama, The Twilight Zone, Star Trek, Deadwood, The Wire, Breaking Bad, Invader Zim, The Boondocks, Moral Orel, The Oblongs, The Venture Brothers, Archer, The Walking Dead, Mad Men, Battlestar Galactica, Lost, South Park, Twin Peaks, Cosmos, Boston Legal, Metalocalypse, Clone High, Daria, Alien Nation, Dexter, House, The Critic, The Daily Show, The Colbert Report, Sherlock, Luther, Black Books, The Kids In The Hall, The X-Files, 30 Days, Roseanne, Torchwood, Ugly Americans, Boardwalk Empire, Game of Thrones, Duckman, Spaced


"Turn on the radio! 'Naw, fuck it! Turn it off!"

Well, you can look at the breakdown, but over the last few years I find myself endlessly listening to
Nick Cave,
Sisters of Mercy,
Bright Channel,
The Chameleons,
and The Builders and the Butchers.
It's of course interspersed with much more, but I seldom tire of them.

Today is the day I got into Marvin Gaye.
Let's Get It On is a terrible song.

Peter Murphy, Nine Inch Nails, Alien Sex Fiend, Dead Can Dance, Joy Division, Bauhaus, Siouxsie & The Banshees, Sisters of Mercy, The Chameleons UK, The Cure, Depeche Mode, Echo & The Bunnymen, Fields of the Nephilim, Moby, Paul Oakenfold

The Doors, Pink Floyd, The Beatles, Thin Lizzy, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Dick Dale, Hawkwind, Led Zeppelin, Queen, The Rolling Stones, Steppenwolf, Deep Purple, Electric Light Orchestra, Tom Petty, Buddy Holly, The Cars, Patti Smith

Portishead, John Lee Hooker, Skip James, B.B. King, George Thorogood, The Kilimanjaro Darkjazz Ensemble, Muddy Waters, Miles Davis, Bob Marley, Ray Charles, Public Enemy, The Mount Fuji Doom Jazz Corporation, Henry Mancini, John Coltrane, The Mahavishnu Orchestra, Bohren & der Club of Gore, Howlin' Wolf

Apocalyptica, Atomic Rooster, Marilyn Manson, Motorhead, Mercyful Fate, Black Sabbath, Blue Oyster Cult, Opeth, Judas Priest, Iron Maiden, Type O Negative, Arch Enemy, Dimmu Borgir, Probot, Devildriver

Jane's Addiction, King Crimson, Tool, A Perfect Circle, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, The Dresden Dolls, Alice in Chains, The Cardigans, Gorillaz, Bob Dylan, Bright Channel, Sky Cries Mary, The Builders & The Butchers, PJ Harvey

The MC5, The Stooges, The Pogues, The Dead Kennedys, Big Black

Krzysztof Penderecki, Bedrich Smetana, Johan Sebastian Bach, Bela Bartok, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Ludwig Van Beethoven, Johannes Brahms


I dunno...Um, I like cookies?

American Cuisine,
and Granola/Healthy/Boulderite type of foods.

I'm pretty sure if someone opened an Ethiopian/Thai/Mexican/Jamaican/Indian restaurant, I would glut myself TO DEATH.

I'd like to be vegetarian, but my body won't let me. I'll console myself with the notion that for aeons, we ran from the animals, and it's our time now.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Stereoscopic Sights

Stereophonic Sounds

Self Statement

Senseless Silliness

Aimless Alliteration

Artistic ... Arts

...Well, maybe not the alliteration bit. That's just ridiculously redundant, but I'm reduced to farcical fun.

Also Sexy Sex. ... I should have stopped at six.
Sl-slutty sex? Consensual conquests? erm, no. Welp, nevermind, I'll make do without the sex. Or the alliteration apparently. Oh, wait! ... Welp... Must choose next word carefully. ... Damn it.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
How to add more content to this page while stripping it down to the poetic clarity of Cormac McCarthy, while keeping it as flowery and filled with personality as Raymond Chandler or H.P. Lovecraft, and whether that's a James Joyce bit of hackitude.
Any lit majors know what I'm saying up in that run-on?

Anything funny.

"Why anything?"

If you're really curious, you can see my twitter feed @ryanflint

Ignorance is bliss. Knowledge is power. Power is corrupting. Tell me more...

The intersection of philosophy, art, and psychology to gain insight into perception and the shaping of the world.

"If you believe something, you're automatically precluded from believing in the opposite, which means that a degree of your human freedom has been forfeited in the act of this belief."
- Terence McKenna

I just take the world with a pile of salt.

Things I'd like to experience.

Trying to make sense of the world, through many eyes.

Philosophical exercises as to how a theoretical god could exist. I can't really wholly believe it. Just existential mind rending.

Eternal now is a concept I can wrap my head around. As is four dimensional time. But I have to wonder if there's a difference. The new physics and the ancient philosophy fight for point of view, and while they do, I still need to eat and put away something for the retirement fund.

"The future's uncertain, and the end is always near. So let's roll, baby, roll!" - Jim Morrison

Space/time is money. Money is the taproot of all evil. Good and evil are arbitrary human concepts.

But time doesn't exist.... For now.


"If it weren't for my horse, I wouldn't have spent that year in college."

How every right angle and human decision is a support system for our genitals, but everything not directly related to survival is art.


Compassionate Nihilism.

The ADHD that manifests by playing music in my head a lot.

"I think I need some E.S.T! Or a trip to the MOOOON!" - Alien Sex Fiend

How I could possibly ever be as cool as Nick Cave.

What line of reasoning led Lon Chaney's Phantom of the Opera to have a combover. That is some seriously funny shit.

"Fragility of the leprosy bacterium suggests that infections result from something more than casual contact with an armadillo."
-A real sentence in a real scientific paper.

Whether I'll every make proper use of my surgeon's cuffs and shove my arms in some blood and guts while wearing my suit. Because, fuck taking off your jacket.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
As the Irish say: "Time's a British invention t'make a man work more than's good for 'im."

If the moon is out and waxing, I'm probably staring up at it.
Possibly up all night watching movies or reading.
Possibly sipping from a flask in public.
Possibly writing a script.
Possibly taking photos.
Possibly driving around, aimless.
Possibly wandering among graves.
Possibly clubbing. (not seals)
Possibly playing guitar until my fingers and ears are sore at me.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Holy fuck, I'm drunk. Holy drunk, I'm anything at all.

I still buy cds. And occasionally cassette tapes.

Based on past experience, I'll probably shrug in indifference at something you love dearly. Off the top of my head:
Joss Whedon, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, Hip Hop, The Beatles, Indie Film, Industrial, House of 1000 Corpses, Discussion Groups, God, Wes Anderson, Ukeleles, Ben Folds, Indie Music, Bridesmaids, The Social Network, Inception, Casablanca, Amelie, Big Bang Theory, Bars, Radiohead, Musicals, Mumford and Sons, Hunger Games, Hyperbole and a Half, The Great Gatsby, Children, Marjiuana, Sublime, Judd Appatow, Anime, Gun Rights, Deathcab for Cutie, Reality TV, Analog, Extroversion, Faith, Lost in Translation, Weddings, Rocky Horror Picture Show, Vegetarianism, Anne Rice, Ska, Mindless Self Indulgence, Anger, Jack Johnson, Ween, Weezer, Boardgames, Angry Birds, iPads, Bill Murray, The Alchemist, On The Road, Regina Spektor, Johnny Cash, David Bowie, Ignorance, Elliot Smith, Warcraft, Macklemore, Repo!, Cake, Tech N9ne, ICP, Tool, Tina Fey, Strip Clubs, IPA, septum piercings, etc.
If I haven't offended at least one sensibility, I may have to ask you to meet me in a dark alley for a fight to the death, because you are a robot or my doppelgänger, and there can only be one of us.

I am going to die. And I find it overly optimistic to think that some part of me will or should go on into eternity.
Yes, I find Hell to be overly optimistic. All's well that ends.
That's optimistic, isn't it?

I'm somewhere between private and overly direct. Maybe it's a balancing act? In any case I think I'm constantly teetering based on what people tell me.

In the spirit of openness here's a few eccentricities, without having to get to know me.
(Because everything preceding this didn't count apparently. ... In fact, did you read to the end? Or did you just skip to it like a novel? I AM NOT A NOVEL! I AM A MAAAAAAN!)

I can only get off if the other person is getting off. I'd make a pretty ineffective rapist... Unless of course that's what you want...
Which is exactly the sort of thing you ask a wish granting, magical creature when making mischief;
"I wish for you not to grant me this wish."

I have done mind altering substances and found the results to be: "Groovy."

I think sex may be my religion. On my knees to please others for hours at a time. To make them cry god's name.

I am progressively less body shy. Having no air conditioning in home or car may be a contributing factor. Also, occasional hotubbing with people who are internet famous in a way you don't show your mother.

I enjoy a show about a vampire cop called Forever Knight.
On multiple levels.

I've always really wanted to have sex with a bald lady. Why? Because anyone could shave their head, but no one does. Therefore; it's exotic. Should I just find a dating site for cancer patients?

What panics me on a primal level is trying to encompass the infinity of scale. Large or small, it's impossible to conceive of and it's infinite in either direction. My brain shrieks and retreats at some point and then I'm left wondering what matters for a long, dark, moment.

Which makes me think of this:

“The most terrifying fact about the universe is not that it is hostile but that it is indifferent, but if we can come to terms with this indifference, then our existence as a species can have genuine meaning. However vast the darkness, we must supply our own light.”
Does this explain why Stanley Kubrick's eyes are so rapey?

I refuse to update my IMDB billing info. I'm keeping that $20 a month until I am worth looking up on there.

I have few if any secrets that come to mind per se. But if they were really secrets, would I tell you?
You should message me if
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If you don't use some variation of the word "interesting" to describe yourself.

If you answered one of the OKC questions I authored.
They're... something.

You can and will string together more than a couple of sentences. I like to correspond. I will never send you a "hay U wanna fukc?" message. (unless it's funny)
But seriously, write back, have something to say. Be inquisitive.

If you're undead. Because, no matter what variety, that sounds interesting.

If you want a good conversation, a stiff sipping drink, some tasty food, and with someone you find attractive.

You don't think Marylin Manson makes goth music.

If you think Douglas Adams may have been a very sad person.

If you believe apocalyptic scenarios may be an expression of a mind's knowledge about it's imminent mortality.

If you can identify French Cuffs, Collar Stays, Wingtips, Surgeon's Cuffs, Cumberbunds, Cravats, Epaulettes, Gunflaps, or the difference between a Trilby and a Fedora, because you like a man all gussied up.

If you have an all consuming curiosity and lust for life that one usually only finds in flower children and happy drugs.

If you giggle at Colgate toothpaste because you know what it means in Spanish.

If you only see sunrise willingly because you've been up that long.

If your sense of humor is very broad and you're still baffled by popular culture.

If you have an appreciation for headspace as much as the wide open spaces.

If you find these _______:

If you think someone has better hair than Erykah Badu.
[Protip: No one does.]

If you are Erykah Badu.

If you think you dig me, I'll probably dig you. Ya dig?

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