the joys of self-summary are as boundless as they are ridiculous. i am not too serious. i like to tease and be teased. i really don't think dating is what i would call fun. i like to camp in the summer and take hikes in the gorge. i use a sonicare. floss sometimes. my poker game is slow and steady. you either play to win or lose. sounds simple but there is a zen to it. i am clean. i am employed. i try not to close the perimeters on my likes because i think people are pretty groovy and this kind of profile business is mostly a drag. i like to think i am a good communicator. i'm house trained and friendly. i really like spell check and as you can see am not very fond of upper case letters.
my job is cool and gives me a sense of doing something meaningful, valueable, with potential for learning new approaches to urban pressures.
somewhere along the line from becoming a little punk, to a mushroom eating raver, to a union organizing bike-messenger i became a productive member of society. just don't call me a cog.
scrabble. i would go on a date with you simply because you love scrabble.
movies: the big lebowski, apocalypse now, the big sleep, l.a. confidential, welcome to the doll house, 2001 a space odyssey, the usual suspects.
shows: the butthole surfers, sonic youth, black flag, emmylou harris, the dirtbombs, david byrne, luna, echo and the bunnymen, aimee mann, the minutemen, funkadelic, x...showing my age here.
food.: i will try almost anything although not that crazy shit, like, hyena ass, that anthony bourdain eats. or the balls of mammals. well, define "eat."
i really am not too sure what i really value in my mortal coil.
how or when i became feeling so irrelevant. i thought i had a novel or two in me at one time.
food is pretty high on this list. i am always up for trying something new and my palate gravitates towards savory and spicy. i read restaurant reviews and am up for trying something sumptuous and new times infinity.
sex in its endless permutations. although i quit reading savage love with any meals. some pleasures and curiosities are not meant to be mixed.
why i think about the the things i think about.
why people with otherwise good taste can indulge the band sublime.
why i pretended to not like led zeppelin when punk-rock happened.
how a band such as the xx can create such lush, sophisticated compositions of minimalism that are vaguely erotic and richly atmosheric and yet, uniformly, have abysmal taste in footwear.
what the political landscape of the u.s.a. would look like if the disenfranchised voted.
why some women feel it is acceptable to wear sweatpants with the word "pink" on the ass. for about two seconds i may forget you have a vagina and keep my end of the conversation flowing. not now. thanks for the reminder. how about i wear cargo pants that have the word "shaft" on the zipper cover?
why radio in this town is more or less terrible. especially "alternative music" on KNRK.
why we water lawns. how much water is wasted with bad irrigation systems that i could fix.
i enjoy being humiliated in sexual situations. probably due to early formative experiences with older kids in my lower income neighborhood. not sure when it took a turn, but i really enjoy being on my knees and serving a superior.
you are some kind of crazy. have a borderline personality disorder. secretly harbor an end of the world fantasy. are "kinky." like everything about leather. you want to wear a strap-on and play with gender roles. if you identify your sexuality as perverse. we probably wont be a good match if you are vanilla. can watch a baseball game and not find it boring. need directions.
if you like to totally dominate your man and make him your bitch. i am that bitch and i want to serve you.
you have a sadistic side and want to test my limits.