I drink coffee semi-professionally. I think moderation (in all its forms) is for wimps. I believe in striving to make a positive impact on the world around me.
Oh, and I sing in the shower... badly... everyday.
90029 if it matters
Despite (because of?) all the work I'm a big believer in making time for play. I'm currently:
- Boondoggling travel to far-off places via research conferences -- this year includes Banff, London, Switzerland, Paris and hopefully Singapore.
- Aching for some great, live jazz
- Eating all the street tacos
- Discovering new ways to be a questionable influence as an uncle via skype.
I generally prize a city's hidden gems and unsung haunts. Share your favorites with me.
Getting people to open-up
Couch-napping -- I was captain of my varsity team in college and nearly went all American. Could have been a pro if it weren't for that rotator cuff injury my senior year.
Just finished Coates' Between the World and Me... It floored me. Working through Krishnamurti's On Love and Loneliness and Lies my Teacher Told Me.
Movies: Apparently I don't watch nearly as many movies as everyone else in LA. Favorites include: Ex Machina, Six String Samurai, The Prestige, American History X, Afro-Samurai, Old Boy, Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along-Blog.
Music: Cannonball Adderly, Coltrane, Dispatch, Chromeo, Girl Talk, Manu Chauo, Ozomatli, The Red Elvises, Razorlight, The Audition, Gangstagrass, Chance the Rapper
TV: Newsroom, Hannibal, Walking Dead, Firefly, The Americans, Burn Notice, Scrubs, Battlestar Galactica, GOT, Sherlock.
Food: I love all ethnic food, but Thai food holds a special place in my heart.
Booze: I regularly enjoy single malt scotch (Compass Box, Laphroig, Ardberg), and occasionally good bourbon (Bakers 7, Basil Hayden's Reserve, Four Roses). I've never been much of a wine aficionado, but do love a good craft beer.
Something to strive for (intellectual, physical or personal)
Shenanigans (not the restaurant).
How much I miss British "humour"
What it means to be a "strong man" and a "feminist" while breaking out of the "man box." (Cf. Tony Porter: http://www.ted.com/talks/tony_porter_a_call_to_men.html)
Did the confederacy win the civil war? How does a nation begin to heal its wounds?
Are our expectations around intimacy, sex and love simply misguided?
When it comes to looking for the perfect partner, where's the line between "growing up" and "settling"?
And, of course, the impending zombie apocalypse.
Edit: apparently this response also attracts the wrong kind of people.
-you're not afraid to be open with people. Real intimacy requires vulnerability.
-you aren't afraid to be unapologetically intellectual from time to time