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Last online
Today – 8:06am
Relationship Type
Strictly monogamous
6' 0" (1.82m)
Body Type
Special Diet
Not at all
Agnosticism and laughing about it
Doesn’t have kids and doesn’t want them
English (Fluently), French (Somewhat)
My self-summary
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Reductionist version: Vegan-bicyclist-oft-injured-runner.

Wholistic version: Reductionist-vegan-bicyclist-oft-injured-runner.

Enjoy: Wholistic-vegan-bicyclist-runner with patience for reductionist-vegan-bicyclist-oft-injured-runner*

*also Reductionist-vegan-bicyclist-runner curious, oft-injured or not
What I’m doing with my life
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Riding Guldy, my gold-anodized bicycle, all over the damned place because I just interred Silver Box, my 1 987 Acura Integra; what will life in California without a car be?
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
I won an award a few years ago for living a way of life that, if everyone consumed as I do, would require 1,6 earths to support everyone. Which apparently isn't very much. Which is nothing to celebrate. And shows that, relative to my fellow intranationals, I tilt to the conservation side of materialism (the lifestyle and, by incidence, the philosophy). Now that I've gotten rid of my car, I'm down to well below 1,0 earths, which perhaps deserves a polite but embarrassed smile. All this by way of saying that I do relatively well matching my behavior to my beliefs. As an aside, I also have pretty good elbow grease.
The first things people usually notice about me
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Depends on the context. At a social gathering, people notice that I'm behind the plotted plant edging my way to the nearest exit. It is my goal that no-one notice this, but someone always does. In a lecture, people notice that I'm the guy in the back furiously taking notes; they probably don't know that that guy can't later make heads nor tails of said notes. When I'm giving a lecture, people notice that I walk back and forth and back and forth and so forth while I hold forth at an unspeakably quick froth. When riding my bicycle, people first notice that I'm frothing at the mouth from the effort. Ibid for running. Back when I had a car, just before people lay on their respective horn(s), they first noticed how slow I was going. See "1,6 earths" above for an explanation of why I drove slowly; see "<1,0 earths" above for an explanation of why this rarely happens anymore.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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Though the writing is pretty dry stuff, I'm enjoying From Ruins to Reconstruction, which is a scholarly take -- with a much longer sub-title -- on the rebuilding of Sevastopol after Ye Ol' Great Patriotic War. Stuff like that. I used to work at a center dedicated to John Steinbeck, so I've got every angle of that covered. As for street cred, I was into some weighty French stuff for a long spell -- Flaubert, Zola, Malraux, Gide, I survived a volume of Proust -- though admittedly the juiciest one (Cities of the Plain), Balzac, Camus (by way of Algeria), Voltaire, even Ionesco (by way of Romania). And Jules Verne when I was a youngster. That's about the end of my chops, though. Wittgenstein, Marx and Heiddeger are sand in my hand; comprehending the Foucault/Derrida/Chomsky debates is notta gonna happen and, nothing against M's Stein, but I might as well read "A Rose Is a Rose" for 200 pages for as much as I get out of Joyce.

I haven't watched television in quite awhile (see number 28 on "Stuff White People Like"), but I remember that there were some shows I liked; I don't remember what they were, but they were good. I catch -- on radio -- the occasional broadcast of the MacNeil/Lehrer News Hour (they changed the name, but it'll always be the M/LNH to me!). Their dialectical approach is numbing, but the special reports are masterful. I do watch FrontLine off of the PBS website once in awhile. And I'll even pay to watch cycling and athletics events. I think that's about it.

I can watch movie trailers for hours. Except the horror/suspense ones. Those get me right in the Jung, which is just next to the zeitgeist. As for the movies themselves, I can enjoy the loooooong, slooooooow, non-narrative types from, say, Moldova or Iceland. I can also enjoy the fast, plot-driven films like Z, despite the absolutely authentic Burnsides and polyester. I'm not above a well-turned memoir. Waltz with Bashir, for example. Gritty and charged with violence and emotion -- Battle for Algiers or The Good, the Bad and the Ugly. Just no horror or suspense. Can't do it.

My taste in music doesn't pass the taste test. By way of upping my chops, though, I've been through long periods of Baroque and early opera, late Baroque (the really angry, fast stuff), High Heroic, I went through a three out of The Five (Mussorgsky, Rimsky-Korsakov and Borodin) stretch, as well as Tchaikovsky. I even got into Ravel and Gershwin the Younger. The rest of it is pretty predictable -- Blonde Redhead, for example, or Ravi Shankar, that fast and aggressive Metallica stuff. That sort of thing.

As for food, I don't like to harm the furry or ugly things, so I steer clear of anything without a chloroplast. Despite this, I'm still not sure how to pronounce "vegan."
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Since I cycle a lot, I can't go without my opposable thumbs.
I love my Ma lots.
Amnesty Interational, the ACLU and Medecins sans Frontieres are sure important.
I'm listening to John Coltrane right now, and he seems necessary.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
How to answer this damned question.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
I've never willingly been to a party, so scratch that. I don't drink or do other naughty stuff they told us in elementary school that we shouldn't do. I'm more or less a homebody. On a Friday in which I feel responsible, I read. On all the other Fridays, which is to say most of them, time escapes me, as does my memory. And not because I'm doing any of that naughty stuff they told us in elementary school not to do. I undoubtedly work on one of my projects -- a bicycle or planning a Saturday ride or the like. And there's certain to be the internet equivalent of channel surfing. I'm clearly not at my best on Fridays.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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After John Steinbeck upbraided the public behavior of Carol, his first wife, Carol responded "But John, I don't have any private parts." This is supposed to be funny, but I don't get it. And that's the most private thing I'm willing to admit.
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You understand why it is funny that Carol said that she doesn't have any private parts. I think I will understand life much better if I can just get this.