I am contemplative, curious, and caffeinated.
My Self-Summary
Hello to you, welcome to my humble page. As requested, I am here to
tell you I'm one heck of a guy with many plus characteristics! But
I'm not very good with that sort of stuff, unless it has to do with
my uncanny ability to flip a grilled meat on a BBQ or make drapes
for less than $20. Anyone that knows how I can parlay that into a
lucrative gimmick, please do tell.
What I’m doing with my life
Predicting the future (really, I get paid for it). Buying a condo
in a awesomely craptastic market. Remember kids, buy low - sell
high.
I'm going back to school next year. Currently rounding up the rec
letters and reintroducing myself to the wonders of the GRE. I would
like to shoot straight for a PhD in tropical waves, which will give
me excessive excuses to go to "do research" on tropical islands. I
really want to get this done before 40 when I fear my brain will
harden into an immovable mass.
I’m really good at
1. reading colorful swirly maps in motion.
2. Taking things apart and reassembling them with a screw
leftover.
3. Not getting lost. This isn't some "man" thing. I found my way
home across Seoul as a kid. Long story.
4. Sleeping. Anytime, anywhere.
The first things people usually notice about me
Looks like a Q-tip!
My favorite books, movies, music, and food
Brothers Karamazov, 1984, Great Gatsby, Sound and the Fury,
Macbeth, Ender's Game, Guns Germs & Steel.
Indiana Jones trilogy, Lawrence of Arabia, Man Who Shot Liberty
Valens, Usual Suspects, Seven Samurai, Dr. Strangelove.
U2, 80's new wave, ever elusive indie rock by which defining it
would no longer make it indie, Chopin, Miles Davis, Joao
Gilberto.
Spicy, spicy, spicy.
The six things I could never do without
The Word and coffee. The rest is optional, including air.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
When I'm going to give this all up, move to Guam, buy a fishing
boat, and live there in peace and quiet.
On a typical Friday night I am
Dead tired after 12hr shift. Try to go out, but usually fall over
at the front door where my roommate prods me relentlessly with a
broom.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit here
I have no wisdom teeth. Me 1, Dentists 0.
You should message me if
you need to book a trip on a private jet like a true pimp. Oh, also
if you like to discuss the merits of cilantro as a weapon of mass
terror.