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My self-summary
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars…”
-Jack Kerouac

'Your silence will not protect you" Audre Lorde

"Didn't it rain, children? Rain, oh yes. Didn't it, yesss! Didn't it? You know it did! Didn't it? Oh oh yesss! How it rained!. I said it rained, Children! Rain oh yes! "
- Sister Rosetta Tharpe

So yes I take my self,- including life- really, seriously. In fact, probably too seriously, which disqualifies me from hanging out with 90 percent of you. I'm actually coming to the realization that I'm the poster child for "taking themself too seriously",( note "frowny" pictures) which makes me an orphan. It all started when I overslept the Saturday morning profile writing class offered at the Discovery Center advertised with a picture of a cute couple walking along the lake front together hand and hand, of course not taking themselves, too seriously. Does any one besides me think Lake Michigan is kinda of dirty and always cold even in summer? Actually when I was about 12, I saw a mother change her kid's diaper in the the lake. That was kinda the beginning of the end between Lake Michigan for me. Now I love the Caribbean Sea.

O.k. lets start, seriously. Normal people scare me, especially normal midwesterners and what's the deal with women who post so many modeling pictures narcissistic right?

I make great potlikker and I take the Guagua over the tourist bus.

I love Christian Rap- just kidding about the Christian Rap.
I use to like bacon before it became trendy to like bacon. I want to write like Salman Rushdie.

I'm going to outlast the beard trend and I think Ira Glass is overrated. I follow few trends and I'm as Passionate about my politics as I am gumbo. I'm a proud home owner in the community of Logan Square in Chicago , and have switched my world around to finally get my law degree. My dog can no longer sleep with me because she snores really loudly, but like is good for her, especially when she can sleep out on the back porch. There is some thing spiritual about an old dog, especially a lumbering old dog.

I'm looking for someone who can push me outside my comfort zone to bring out the artist in me. I think that most Americans become stagnant and get boring as they age. I resists that and become more colorful. I'm looking for soul who is honest about who they are and constantly growing ( no matter how painful it can be) with the world.

I try to dance weekly the rebellion I can't yet create, but as I age I think it will start in the classroom, but I'm not sure.
I love my house and want to keep it, but I'm mentally done with chicago so my plan is to retire to New Orleans with my Dogue De Bordeaux, Truth, and open an all in one free legal clinic, bar, book store, gumbo, rib and jazz joint. I also might adopt a kid, might.

I have faith in finding you like I have faith in New Orleans. I dig Coletrain, Audre Lorde, Holiday, Tupac, A Common, James Baldwin, Bowie, Monk, Pryor, Cornel West, Cormac McCarthy, Peter Gabriel, Nina Simone, Stevie, Toni Morrison, Tennessee Williams, Schoolhouse Rock - Rufus Xavier Sarsaparilla- Neko Case, August Wilson, Mos deff, De la Soul, EPMD, Bessie Smith, The Cure, Frantz Fanon, Colson Whiteheadmead and Socrates- for his truth telling.

You should appreciate my dance, music, laughter, and that I'm a prisoner of hope, recognize the writer, poet, lover, artists, activist, and teacher.

I look forward to our lengthy talks deep into the night, secret code words, the time developed looks between us, small arguments, and deafening debates about what to do to make our world better. The silent conversations as we continue to ease on down the road, while creating new languages to explain it all;
discovering new dark dive bars, going to fundraisers, community meetings, being the only two dancing, reading to me while I cook,getting the a MacArthur Fellow Genuis grant cause, we're Geniuses like that while being useless at times.

Yea I'm pretty open as long you're not that girl next door, a Red Eye reader, or a follower.

You don't need to attack a "man" by writing about how much you love sports and listing your favorite spots teams with a "GO" before it.
I'm not interested in how much money you make because finance without substance is a nuisance. So students are welcomed as are artist, radical teachers, librarians, Activist, freedom fighters, book store workers, New York Times and New Yorker readers, and those who have been all around the world including Africa and Asia.

I am a drowsy syncopated tune rocking back and forth a mellow croon
What I’m doing with my life
In the immortal words of Eric B & Rakin

"Thinking of A Master Plan"
I’m really good at
all the above and Haikus
The first things people usually notice about me
looks, I work out alot (I know it sounds shallow, but there it is) and generally I have reading material near
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Bluest Eye, Democracy Matters, Griftopia, The Corner, People's History of the United States, Holler if You Hear Me, John Henry Days, Just A Little Bit Over My Head, The Invisible Man, Tell Me How Long the Train Has Been Gone, Parting the Waters, Devil in the Blue Dress, Nickel and Dimed, Bait and Switch, Hunting in Harlem, John Henry Days, Team of Rivals, Fat White Vampire Blues, Something Wicked This Way Comes, Devil on the Cross,Holler if You Here Me, Haiku Year, All Souls Rising, The Elementary Particles,

Favorite Food Thai and Gumbo

Favorite Music,Hip Hop old jazz and blues like Bessie Smith
Six things I could never do without
my numerous cacti, books, Beer, paint, paper, Music
I spend a lot of time thinking about
revolution, justice, sex, travel, art, New Orleans, New York, Dogs, my financial investments, my neighborhood, How mainstream cultural wants get translated to the masses. For instance, why are beards all of a sudden so F*cking important? How Obama sold his soul and why we are so willing to pay for it. Egypt. Samuel Beckett's brilliant term "the mess"
On a typical Friday night I am
drinking, dancing, debating, rolling my eyes,
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
occasionally I smoke cigars

I really hate Seinfeld, but love Treme and the Wire

I find it sweet when the occasional butchy lesbian women I'm sure after a night of drinking I.M.s me on the weekend. Uhm, actually should I admit that???? And yes it's always nonsexual.

I'm your Boggie man, that's what I am
You should message me if
You live in "Downer's Grove" just kidding. :-)

American pup or mainstream culture does not define you
You play the upright base
your comfortable on guaguas
You want to help me edit my short stories.
You think fringe jackets are cool. If I really like you maybe I'll wear it out with you, actually you'd be surprised at how many women don't like them.

you're a radical artist, teacher, organizer, reader of books, passionate, political, have a green thumb?

Honestly if you are under 30, we probably won't have any thing in common, unless you are ahead of your time and or accomplished in some sort of field.

And no profiles loaded down with clichés like "love to laugh" and "takes advantage of all that life has to offer" "comfortable in your own skin" Or words like "Chi town" and "BBF" I should have put this one as number one. It's so depressing!

Also please no Cubs/ Bears fans, girls next door, guy's girls, Lincoln Park girls throwing up hand signs, giving the finger to the camera( yet another mindless trend), or numerous wedding pictures, or pictures with babies in them! What's up with the baby pictures? Creepy!

But pictures in old NYC style apartments or with books in the background, come to thy hurriedly!!

Honestly at this point in my life I'm more interested in friends that I can grow with, not marry and melt into the fabric of America without a trace.
The two of us