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rko-rambler

34 M Baton Rouge, LA

My Details

Last Online
Aug 27
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
6′ 3″ (1.91m)
Body Type
Average
Diet
Mostly anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Never
Religion
Agnosticism, and somewhat serious about it
Sign
Libra, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Working on masters program
Job
Art / Music / Writing
Income
Rather not say
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, but might want them
Pets
Likes dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), French (Poorly), Latin (Poorly), Italian (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
(Current NaNoWriMo Status 2013: 50002 Great success.)

[The following is a recreation performed before a live studio audience.]

You say to yourself, "This guy is kind of typical. Seems harmless enough. I will give him an iota of my time."

Then as the days wear on you, you start to wonder just what it is about that basic but sweet back and forth that you look forward to all day.

"I wonder what decrepit backwater he's braving today," you ask yourself. Perhaps fleeting mental images of a hairy wilder-beast like figure covered in sweat and dirt skip across your mind.

I don't judge.

Its at that height of conversation, discussions of the latest dry science fiction or enigmatic post rock band, that the fear hits.

"There is something wrong here," you say to yourself.

"Is it possible that this guy is this great? I wouldn't usually spare my attention for such inane prattle!"

Your mind turn to fleeting, but horrifying images of a amalgamated intelligence, an ascended artificial mind in the depths of OkCupid whose loneliness drove it to contact you. A cold calculating machine who knows all the right things to say is waiting for you somewhere deep in the internet.

It's that concern that drives you to hover over the 'Send' button and this time... walk away.

Perhaps I was really just that great, or perhaps you saved yourself from assimilation... from hearing just what the internet wanted you to hear.

Holy shit Robots!?

............

What?

I don't blame people. You gotta do, what you gotta do to avoid joining a lame version of the Borg.

Amirite?

Am I supposed to be talking about myself?

Oh yeah. Archaeologist, traveler, writer and restaurant tuning fork all in one devilishly handsome package.

I am generally all over the place and nowhere.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Struggling with a writing schedule and trying to get around the southeast without burning out.

What are you doing?!
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
I like to think that I've got writing chops.

I've got an ear to avoid manufactured musical bullshit that's no better than auditory narcotics.

I roll dice and tell stories.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Ummm... that I didn't notice them?

I'd go with height to be honest.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
If my habits are any indication then no one reads this section. Here are a few examples of things I like.

Enders Game (To hell with Orson Scott Card. His books are good though.)

Films (Deep stuff. Understated game changing movies)

Doctor Who (I'm a sucker.)

Music: Lately, old school (90 / 80's) hip-hop, and Kate Bush.

Chelsea's has this cuban sandwich. Sometimes it bathes my soul in the pure light of a loving god whom I refuse to believe in, sometimes it's awful.

I think it has something to do with their cooks.

Investigation continues!
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
A pen
A notepad
Boots
Sweet Sounds
Touch
Sleep
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Touch, The Future, Women...
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Recovering from work.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Scandal?

Deviant sexual activity?

Underground fight club membership?

Secretly possessed by the spirit of a Native American shaman?

Moonlighting as a ghost hunter?

Watched Dude Where's My Car more than six times?

I'll let you decide which of these is the most private thing I'm willing to tell you.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 22–40
  • Located anywhere
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over.
Ask yourself why you shouldn't.
There are any number of possible answers. My profile is too cerebral. My profile isn't cerebral enough. I seem like a jackass. It's all too brief. I only have one photo. Dig deep.

Then ask yourself why you should.
I'm handsome, just looking for friends, I do archaeology for a living, I love to write (creative they say), hairy chest... a bit of a jackass. Lot's of possibilities there.

Weigh the two. Go with the heaviest answer.

That's all I have.