We now return to your regularly scheduled profile.
I am now delightfully situated in Chattanooga, and I wouldn't trade this for the world. I mean, honestly, you can drive no more than 5 miles in any direction and find any activity you want to explore or enjoy. Except an All Pro Eating sanctioned event... but hey, if I were someone who was a hot-dog vendor, I'd feel left out too.
I am hard-working, brilliant, and eternally naive...
Oh, and my parentheses may be unbalanced, but that's better than me being unbalanced! See how hilarious I am? Actually, I had to write code in Lisp in a previous life, and I always mismatch my parens in rebellion. If that is too nerdy, please ignore and proceed to the next question.
* I bought a house. It's spiffy, on a mountain, and has a surrounding view of forest. It also
** One of the awesome things about owning your own home is that you can set up a segregated gaming area. In this case, we have a setup in the basement that has a huge LCD, as well as an XB360, PS3, XBone, and a PS4. Said LCD also has passive 3d support.
Anyhoo... said freedom usually entails finding a festival that is within 2 hours of my home, driving there, taking pictures, interviewing the winner of the "Ms. Not Near Merdead" pagent, and sending along the audio file to NPR in the hopes that I'll earn a mention on Weekend Edition. Sadly, I don't have Carl Kasell on my voicemail... yet.
Let's pretend those paragraphs do not exist. I love being able to take care of all my family, and am grateful that I am in a place to buy a fantastically huge house to contain us all.
My height is above-average. My humor is delightfully above-average. My ability to deal with rejection is below-average. And my intellect, well, challenge me... I should put it another way... you want me on your wing night trivia team (Please refer to the prior Wikipedia reference). Bonus: I like hot wings! Oh! And adventures. Spending night after night at home doesn't work for me. :-)
Thanks to the advice of some awesome fellow OKC'ers, I have decided to offer myself as a location-appropriate trivia buff. You can pay me in wings, well drinks, kisses, or any combination thereof. If you're male, you can request a re-organization of payment methods.
NOTE! If we are lucky enough to enjoy a visit my home, you'll notice a distinct lack of books and bookshelves. I've learned that people who have lots and lots of tomes on shelves haven't read a vast majority of them. If you want my reading list, check out my kindles. Yes, plural.
I don't even know how to respond to this one. I love books, movies, music and food far too much to try to sort it all out. If you want, send me your faves and I'll reply with how I feel about their respective awesomeness on an easy to decipher scale.
OH! I own the Kindle
I'll list the usual suspects shortly, but please, for the love of crumbcake, read Daemon and Freedom™ as soon as you possibly can. Indeed, if you can't buy / lend / borrow / steal a copy of either text, please let me know, and I'll send you one on my own dime.
That being said, here are some other texts I adore:
Free: The Future of a Radical Price
Getting Things Done: The Art of Stress-Free Productivity
How to Break a Terrorist: The U.S. Interrogators Who Used Brains, Not Brutality, to Take Down the Deadliest Man in Iraq
In Defense of Food
The Last Lecture
As for music, let's ask Slacker Radio... NEW! Here is my custom Slacker Radio station... if you like it, you'll probably like me! http://slacker.com/r/hRr9
Slacker has been odd lately, so here are some of the bands I love.
Death Cab For Cutie
Old Crow Medicine Show
The Postal Service
TV on the Radio
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
As for movies, well, um... give me some time, as they are all currently packed in boxes. But as a tease, I've actually attended the original Lebowskifest in Kentucky. (Not really, but now that I'm in Chattanooga, I'd love to!)
Update -1! I totally forgot the "shows" part.
The Newsroom makes me sigh a huge happy sigh everytime I see it. That being said...
I'm was a Gleek, but it got way off the rails. I also am addicted to Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives, Unwrapped, and most of all, Modern Marvels
Books, movies, music, some kind of wireless internets, my collection of classic computers, your mom, adventures, smarmy shirt merchandise, my awesome adopted sisters, and YOU! (Your mom, while delightful comedic fodder, is optional)
Not really... I already own a 1,651 millimeter television. It's downstairs where my grandmother can see it, along with the seemingly 12" high captions...
I think about what really matters, what am I going to be when I grow up, and as a corollary, WHEN will I grow up...
UPDATE! Since I've moved back down south, I find myself driving to places that have meaning from my past. I am fortunate enough to have friends who will drive me to the karaoke bar, buy me drinks, record me singing under the influence of the liquors, take me back to their place to sleep it off, then blackmail me when they need a favor. Isn't love splendid?
Actually, I don't spend nearly as much at woot.com anymore... I really don't have a lot of need for a six pack of barbeque skewers right now... but to be honest, you're statistically likely to see me wearing an item offered by shirt.woot.com
I'm way too involved with Bitcoin. I don't want to evangelize, but it really is amazing. I also got a chance to hang out with Carly Foulkes on set for a T-Mobile ad a couple of years ago. Sadly... I didn't even get to say hello to her.
UPDATE: She was kind of a diva on set, so I'd rather Just Say No™!
Quick Comment: Apparently the "autotag" feature is broken, so please ignore all of the superfluous brackets.
May I ask politely? If you send me a message using texting rules, I'll most likely LOL and say "U R A Dork"... I have several of the most amazingly awesome teenager sisters who literally send over 10k texts per month. It requires a Rosetta Stone to simply ask if they need a ride. I'd rather not endure that with someone I meet here. Unless you are said teenage sister. At which point I'll call our father and rat you out, all while texting you to get off my lawn, sorry... 'gt off ur lwn'.
UPDATE: You don't mind that I write UPDATE on every single section of profile presented... it's a blessing, and a curse... oh, and props if when you read the updates, you thought of Monk
EVEN MORE IMPORTANT UPDATE:
OBSCURE UPDATE: Why does the gang at OkCupid hate Java so much? I mean, it's a wonderfully understandable programming language with the world's largest collection of third-party libraries. Probably because they're more Ratcliffy than I am.