Divorced, liberal epicurean dad, creative professional.
I don't usually follow spiritual masters, but when I do, it's usually J.P. Sears.
Seeking authenticity and significance in a wise, fit, salty, incorrigible, insatiable b’dASS BFF.
Intellectually curious, emotionally generous. Sweetly irascible. Expressive, (sometimes excessive!) Playful, not afraid to be ridiculous.
Love the hearth as the center of the home with cooking and music and wine going on. Friends dropping in. (Wanna tune up your mandolin?)
Highly desirous of finding a mate, but enjoy new friends. Not into one-offs, workaholics, careless drivers, nihilistic interactions.
Inclinations: books, ideas, culture, non fiction, jazz and rocknroll and folk and blues. Visual arts. Polymorphous perversity.
Keywords: Atheist, GGG, Buddhish, esthetics, “Varieties of religious experience," beginner's mind, non-binary, monogamish, sapiosexual, wee bit o kink just to keep things fun.
Making smoochy faces at you from across the party while you knit your brows at the conversation you're not really sure you're in.
We make certain the other's having a nice time. Randomly show up with a fresh drink or napkin of snacks, drop a nuzzle, a knowing smile. Toodle off, or not. Just a dream.
Bohemian daddy on the fringes of bucolic bureaucratic Arlington, Photographer doing both mercenary and creative things.
Being a dedicated dad to a 14 year old babe who sings and writes and who I'm sure will destroy organic chemistry before I've had a chance to really say anything to her. We sing Shins songs together. Check us out on the waterfront in Old Town sometime.
Baking, singing, painting, hiking and biking on the W&OD. She got a cool Ibanez this year. I got a new Strat. But drums are my main instrument.
Painting, printing big photos, yoga, biking, running, scrabble are also in the mix. Veggie gardening.
Subverting the Halloween-Confectionary-Industrial-Complex by handing out non candy things ... baby bell peppers, or little scripts of spooky jokes. Having friends from the local needle exchange jump out of the bushes ... That would be a pretty spooky one, huh?! I would never do that.
Being both gentle and imperious.
Whistling. Repertoire ranges from Vivaldi to Talking Heads to Black Eyed Peas. Book me now ...
But seriously ...
* Thinking outside the box.
* Combining the rational/analytic with the intuitive.
* Friendship. I know people, but I don't do a lot of superficial. I also came to the area later in life, so I find I have fewer solid connections. Introvert turned extrovert, "caretaker" ...
I make special efforts these days (with male and female friends) in a way I perhaps wouldn't have in the past.
Awesome in the kitchen, as with power tools, and back rubs. I guess these are online dating cliches.
I'm deliberate with words.
Music: Super eclectic. From indie to great Jazz classics. Miles, British invasion, roots RnB. Really love the Shins/James Mercer
TV: I refuse to pay comcast etc so I do roku . Jenji Kohan is a great prophet.
Film: Either of the Andersons, Tarantino, Linklater, I like going to Washington Film Institute things.
Books: Light but smart blow-your-head-off fiction? Hard to beat Tom Robbins. Palahniuk, (sp?) The Birth of Tragedy, Hitchens, Bourdain, Reichl, Guns Germs and Steel, Candide, Cloud Atlas, Auster, lots of nonfiction - history, philosophy, criticism. Anne Carson's "Autobiography of Red," and Yourcenar's "Memoirs of Hadrian"
New York Review of Books
The Atlantic online
This American Life (Used to play basketball with Alex and Nancy, and some other acquaintances in Wicker Park.) Hadn't had any contact in years when I was on the Whitehurst and heard Nancy reporting from a HumVee in Iraq. Uughh. Wept.
Cohen's "Hallelujah" is one of the most sly and beautiful testaments to the continuity of art and faith ever.
Weather Report's Heavy Weather album (so famous for the ubiquitous "Birdland") is a great recording. Listen to the lyricism in Zawinul's solos on "A Remark You Made."
Art: Vermeer, Morandi, Matisse, DeKooning, Richter, Diebenkorn
How Sanders can win.
Why OkC can't develop a filter that recognizes the crappy Russian-English syntax that gives away all the scammer profiles?
"Pride that dines on vanity sups on contempt." - Ben Franklin
Guess it's a government thing.
I'd like to go dancing more.
I want a kinky affectionate woman who's into occasionally sharing one another with fun friends; who loves our energy and can talk about anything.
I guess one terrific thing about online dating is that one can be straightforward about objectives, interests, and desires.
A little tougher for women in the sex department; female forthrightness in the realm of the sex-positive is bound to be rewarded with uncharitable piggy behavior.
So despite the fact that it's so much nicer learning intimate stuff face to face, I figure it ... um ... chivalrous(?) to be up front about my stuff.
Saying stuff like: "Yes Sir ..." makes your heart beat a little faster.
You think you're worthy of plenty of attention and consideration, and want an earnest, adventurous, side-kick-playmate-partner for hanging out and weighing potentials.
Playing in the kitchen together warms the cockles of your Creuset.
For such an even-keeled grrl you really are pretty jazzy. Few would know how adventurous you are, and even fewer would realize that Tracy and Mark whom we just met at that party, are following, back to our place.
You get the Dionysian/Apollonian thing.