I love all of those things as well, so unless you're an agoraphobic, Philistine, tee-totaling, mute, we're probably already on the same page.
To add some more, I really love food and cooking and anything related. I will happily debate the top five NY burgers or watch them make cheese at Eatily or sit in bliss after a perfect soup dumpling. I also cook and I get very excited when my protein touches the pan and makes a perfect sizzle and I know my heat is right. So if you've never fallen in love with something you ate...well that's sort of sad.
Arts. Yes I like the arts. A lot. Movies, books and anything with a story involved can get me going. I think that's the key factor, a story of some sort. Even most paintings contain stories in my eyes. But, I don't know, jazz for instance has zero story to it. I hate jazz. And dance. Though if you love jazz or dance maybe you can explain them to me. Oh and sitting through a musical tends to make me wonder what freaking planet I've landed on. But other than that I'm probably interested. But liking the arts to me doesn't mean being artsy. It's a fine line. Lets just say that I'd list Die Hard as one my favorite movies as well as Casablanca and The Godfather.
As you can maybe tell from my opening, I'm a bit sarcastic. Though as you can hopefully tell by my carefully selected picture with my niece, I'm also a big sweetheart.
That sounded sort of stupid.
Look, if you've read this far you might as well just email me. That's much easier.
Recently I was given the opportunity to rebuild publishing a bit by going the independent route. Some days this seems like the best idea ever and I feel like I'm at the forefront of the industry. Some days I wonder what on earth I'm doing. So, you know. Same old same old.
I mean. Unless you got a kicken bod or awesome ink or something.
1. Sinks with separate hot and cold taps
2. People who confuse having an ideology with having a personality
3. Boring kissers
6. Kevin Smith
Yes. I can not live without those things. Please do not take them away. No. Stop. Ah. No.
I figure my flight path on a random day when I'm forced to be away from my desk is a good indicator.
If any of that strikes you, go ahead and write.