If you meet me, it's possible that I'll sport 36 to 72 hours of scruff, and occasionally an actual beard. It has flecks of red and grey. Consider yourself warned.
I'm 41, although most people who meet me for the first time think that I'm in my early 30s. Rest assured that it's not my maturity level that makes people think as much...well, let's hope not.
I'll eat or at least try almost anything once.
While my current professional pursuits are more corporate than creative, I have an MFA and I tend to identify with creative/liberal types.
I've never met a dog I didn't like.
I love large bodies of water.
I like the smell of hardware stores, and I really like to fix things with my hands.
Other stuff: Annie Hall, The Apartment, the Art of Dramatic Writing, The Baron in the Trees, Bulleit Bourbon, Charlie Kaufman, Charlie Rose, Dashiell Hammett, David Mamet, dirty martinis, Frontline, George Saunders, green tea, Guinness, Malbecs, Manhattan (the Woody Allen movie), the Nouvelle Vague, NPR, oysters in the half shell, pastrami reubens, Pinot Noirs, Raymond Chandler, Stardust Memories, Sierra Nevada, South Brooklyn Pizza, Taxi Driver, JD Salinger, Syrahs, TechCrunch, John Updike, and Orson Welles (no relation).
Also, I don't have a type; I think it's sort of myopic to limit yourself to one type of person. That said, I'm quite liberal and while I have many friends who identify with the other end of the political spectrum, I have no interest in seeing them romantically.
Bonus points if: your origins include the Midwest or Northern CA; you're tall; and you're athletic.