Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
I love it here. I love what I do. And I love living in a vibrant
"maker" community in the South Sound. Mostly, I love that it's the
best kept secret in Washington.
I'm spending my time on this earth engaged with people in all sorts
of ways -- it's what makes me tick. My "people" seem to be those
who have a commitment to why they're on this planet. (Hello, is
that you?) Work isn't exactly work, for me--it's more of a
vocation. I live the ideas I write about and teach. Maybe you do or
make something you care deeply about, too. Maybe you can relate to
someone who does. I tend not to connect well with those who are
waiting to clock out.
I'm seeking someone who shares a lust for life (hi Iggy) and would
like to cross orbits. But the IM-ing, chatty veneer of OKC is not
my joy. No. Really. (Time is a commodity and I'd rather spend it in
the not-virtual world with actual people.) Here's the wind up and
the pitch: I'd like to have a sometimes-companion. He's probably a
self-possessed, smarty-pants, imaginative guy with a good heart and
naughty streak, a sense of irony, strong mind, trim body, and
joyful spirit. I can offer the same.
This is getting kind of serious so I should just say that I act
like an adult about 91% of the time. 9% of the time I'm irreverent,
silly, and have been known to start a minimalist food fight at your
company holiday dinner by throwing the first marshmallow. At your
boss. And nobody ever suspected it was me.
Like everyone, I've got some miles on the odometer and I know where
I went, why, and I have a few guesses about where I'm going. I get
how those nicks and dents have shaped me. That's never a closed
question, but it's one I've spent time on. I'm a committed partner,
but I don't feel like I "need" someone so much as I'd want someone.
I think that's a good development from the 25 year old me. It's a
better place to partner from, right?
What attracts me? Kindness. Self-knowledge. Humor and playfulness.
A content man with a good sense of self and a desire to connect. A
spark and a flame. (Chemistry matters. When it's right, I can be
stopped in my tracks by a look, a word, a touch, a kiss.)
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Living: Writing, researching, teaching, running, and parenting.
That last involves a teenager who's so self-sufficient I almost
can't list the role here. He's nearly out into the world on his own
and I feel lucky that I had this time with him. Being his mom has
made me a better person.
Wondering: It's a crazy existence on this plaent.
Scheming: All work and no play...well, that's just not living. Come
help me finish the bottle of champagne. Run up a muddy trail. Or
maybe just goof off. I like to play as hard as I work.
Surprising: Maybe I've been known to greet people at the airport by
doing cartwheels down the line of luggage conveyors. Maybe.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Stuff. I bet you are, too.
The first things people usually notice about me
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A lotta sass, sizzle, and a quick laugh.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
Thinking about the impact of music, film, literature, comix,
graffiti, art, fashion--this is how I make my living.
Live music is my favorite and I can't get enough. Dancing seems to
be an archaic ritual in the PNW, but I'm gonna bring it back to
live shows. Or embarrass everyone trying.
From my eternal play lists: Clash Beck OKGo Bowie Flaming Lips
Sparklehorse SuperFurry Animals Elliott Smith Elastica Queen Wilco
Tindersticks Boogie Down Productions T Rex Johnny Cash Manu Chao
Joe Henry Radiohead old school punk Luscious Jackson and some
groove...classic Motown. Is there anything that the Staple Singers
cannot make better with "I'll Take You There"? Oh, and old school
rawk. Of course.
Literature, shooting from the hip: Ondaatje, Faulkner, Didion,
early Doctorow, Mitchell, Hong Kingston, Melville, Kushner --
writers whose words you can roll around in your mouth. And also
great sci-fi (Gibson, and books like Wool, Ready Player One). I
love love love being read to in bed late at night, falling asleep
to the sound of your voice, my head on your chest.
Movies: the classy kind, the crazy kind, the silly or absurd kind.
From classic 1940's noir to The Godfather or Space Odyssey 2001 to
Winter's Bone or The Dark Knight, I'm a fan. (Special love for
documentaries.) Sometimes TV series, though I don't have cable:
Sopranos, Thrones, House of Cards, Battlestar Galactica, True
Detective. I'm all in for the the philosophical crazy of Rust
Chole: “Most of the time I was convinced that I’d lost it. There
were other times I thought I was mainlining the secret truth of the
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
growing things / my garden
air (big lungfuls on a trail run)
bubbles - the drinkable kind and the soapy kind
the ability to exceed limits (such as 6)
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
How we're floating in space.
(not together. those are different thoughts)
A sinewy body running ahead of me on the trail...
How I can't remember the wet winter in the sun-soaked summer...and
then i can hardly remember the dry hot summer in the long dark
... how online dating is the inverse of how we notice and meet each
other in person. It lacks animus. Energy. Sparkle and motion. And
we find things out that aren't really the first-order indicators we
use in person. It all seems backwards to me.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Could be lots of things, depending on the season: making dinner
with friends and my lad. Sitting by the fire with a book. Going to
see a flick or a live band (dead bands are so...quiet.). Goofing in
the studio. Biking to Point Defiance. Playing air hockey or pinball
at Dorky's....speaking cartoon noises to the locals.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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Pick one. All are true:
I secretly want to be a Formula One driver. (Not so secret if
you're ridden shotgun with me...)
When it comes to attraction, being in trim shape matters. (Extra
points if you run trails or play volleyball and can throw down a
mean game of pepper.) I'd like to hang out with someone for whom
being in great shape is part of a lifestyle.
I'm one of those people who wakes up happy. And it seems that
attracts depressives. I try to empathize, but it's hard given my
disposition. Having really tried to be close to someone(s) who
suffers from depression, I have learned that it's a challenge that
I may fail.
You should message me if
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