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  • Ages 27–34
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  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex

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Last online
Today – 1:34pm
5' 8" (1.73m)
Body Type
Other and laughing about it
Wants kids
English (Fluently), German (Somewhat), Spanish (Somewhat), French (Somewhat), Vietnamese (Somewhat)
My self-summary
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Funny things will happen to us together: children will spontaneously approach us and hand over their life savings ($1.25), telescopes will crack into two and without warning become binoculars, we will find a sleeping fawn. Peasant company with a penchant for pageantry and picking up on new languages through song.

Like an alien crash-landed in the midst of the freaky sixties, I would like to learn as much as possible about your "people" and this thing they call "music." In other words, I'm a conga player trapped in an unreformed 17th century pagan's body. Wait, maybe the other way around.

If you wouldn't associate with someone who would pick up a bright yellow, paint-splattered sweater from the middle of the street and wear it, stop reading now.
What I’m doing with my life
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Good question.
I have a great job where I get to learn skills with people.
I want to learn about all things.
Will wild ideas into being.
Walk around America looking for healing mineral springs.
Unbraid forever my now very long hair.
Upbraid those who demand it.
Bake freshly made knives in the oven.
Make knives.
Solo tripping.
Wire stripping.
I can't decide.
Pickup truck dreaming of even more wire stripping.
Portaging very heavy three person canoes together.
Playing a cream colored SG with three pickups... why three?
Forgetting repeatedly the meaning of "nonplussed"
Spending as much time outside as possible.
Riding my bike more than I thought possible.
Answering obscene OKC messages less.
River Otter.
Swamp Otter.
Creek Chub.
Lake Perch.
I know and guard the secret recipe.
coalescing and re-coalescing into forms and shapes representing some yet unknown platonic standard for all beings and object-ideas past, future, and present.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Plant identification rituals, fixing an ideal midnight snack, handling springloaded devices, pairing foods with toast, empathizing with sea life, igniting minimalistic fires, recovering quickly from mistakes, chess, turning nonsense into song.

Writing episodes for my cable access TV show, "All about Eels." Episode 13: Upon reaching a crystalline glacier lake in the mountains, horrified hikers, attempting to rehydrate, discover stir-crazy eels stowed away in a now-empty hydroback satchelpack. They are faced with a variety of ethical dilemmas, which they discuss: for instance, carrying eels to the lethal conclusion of their great adventure; releasing an invasive species into a secluded and precious American ecosystem; and more.
The first things people usually notice about me
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I've got real big hands.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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Books: Labyrinths. The Poor Mouth. Splendid Isolation: the curious history of South American Mammals. Oh Natural History of the Chicago Region.

Movies/shows: Star trek TNG, The Creeping Garden, Everglades of the North. Let the right one in. World's Greatest Dad.

Music: Too much, so "During the night, at the edge of the forest, a man invokes the guardian spirit of the village by striking an iron bell. One hears the voice of the spirit gradually coming nearer. The voice is represented by the sound of a sro, an earthenware vessel filled with water into which a musician blows through a reed, and by two laka mirtitons which two singers hold in front of their mouths. At the edge of the forest four other musicians wait beside the bell player and begin to accompany the voice of the spirit. Their instruments are a second bell, two calabash rattles, segesege, and two empty calabashes, loa, struck against the hand. " Also been singing this song a lot lately while biking:

Food: A variety of mushrooms. would like to try breadfruit. will rarely eat fish. I like to sit outside drinking turkey gravy from a mug on cold fall nights. I eat things like butter mixed with maple syrup and peanuts, whole salted avocados, and cheese melted into rice with miso and beans and parsley. Health food if you ask me.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
The hope that parallel universes exist.
Sensible footwear.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Ants: how far they have to go yet how fast they're arriving. Their tremendous strength and solidarity. How much they're like my aunts.

Books: their meanings but also their bindings and their spines. The kind of spine it takes to write one. Whether I have that kind of spine. Or if after the proper amount of desk work I could develop such a spine.

Life: it wants to know itself. Its inevitable conclusion. Whether one can actually will oneself to live forever, like he says in Jodorowsky's Dune. Can one also compost oneself?

Water: dowsing, groundwater, ecology, its role in landscape formation, druidic rituals, what it means to urban dwellers, its fate, its indifference to its fate.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
The one yelling "slàinte!"
You should message me if
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You feel like it.
One of us has the knowledge the other seeks.
A coin on your table suddenly flipped itself over while you were reading this.
You're uncanny in some way.
You prioritize alliteration over puns and puns over most forms of casual speech, all flecked with glittering veins of hyperbole.
You are great at climbing trees.

You have good winter boots, a men's 10.5, that you want to give away to someone who's had frostbite three times. Or you'd like to propose a trade.