• Being a pillow: I have spent many years carefully studying and practicing the ancient art of being a pillow.
• Navigating supermarkets: Imagine your typical rom-com. Female lead's first encounter with male lead is in the supermarket, both of them at the end of a long day at their challenging jobs. Both would have just rather gone home, but the prospects of a fridge empty of all but condiments and the like compel them to engage in a bit of shopping. Anyway. He's piloting his cart through the aisles and being kind of an inconsiderate jerk about it, viz, leaving it parked dead center in the aisle as he goes to fetch something the aisle is barely wide enough for two cards to pass abreast), leaving it parked such that it blocks access to several yards of desirable product in the supermarket aisle, etc. Plus also why is he even using a cart for what's basically going to end up being something he'll be able to check out in the express "15 items or fewer" checkout. She asks him to please move his cart and maybe there's a bit of unnecessary bite in the question owing to her coming off of a rough day, and his own exhaustion after a similarly rough day compels him to answer with a bit more bite and soon they escalate to a small argument that leaves them both stalking away thinking "Ugh, what a jerk," unaware that the rom-com Gods have determined that this was the first in a series of humorous encounters that will have them slowly orbiting toward one another until in the film's final scene the two of them are shopping together some months later, hand in hand, while he carries a basket. The end.
Yeah. Basically that guy isn't me. I'm never going to have an overblown conflict over my supermarket cart turn into the first meeting with the love of my life because I am way, way too good at piloting supermarket carts, strategically placing them to minimize disruption to other shoppers, and etc. If everyone was as good with their cart as I was, the world would be a much more peaceful place. Especially around the holidays.
• Treating my OKCupid profile like a writing workshop: A guy's gotta get his kicks somehow.
• Kissing: not gonna lie, I've got some game.
I have a nice butt.
Currently reading: David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest (third time; yes I know this confirms my status as kind of a pretentious white dude). Plus also The Last Empire, which is a book about the final days of the Soviet Union.
Currently watching: The Americans (in the midst of a re-watch of season 2; haven't watched season 3 yet), Bojack Horseman (one of three down), and The Wire (seen it all; giving it a re-watch).
Currently listening: theatrical recording of Hamilton, "The Indie Mix" playlist on Spotify. Plus also here is the place to note that my musical taste overlaps with Paul Krugman (he of the Nobel Prize and NYT column) by like 95%. It's uncanny.
Currently eating: chocolate chip cookie (what; I'm at a coffee shop and it's real hard for me to say no to a good chocolate chip cookie). Also here I should mention I pretty much love to cook and bake. I bake bread once per week (give or take), have a hot breakfast almost every morning, and then prepare a bunch of food every few days for lunch and dinner. And it is all DELICIOUS.
OK that there was a sort of reflexive bit of deflection. The actual answer here is: I really wish I could be a writer.
Really I am just looking to meet new people. No expectations or games; just have a drink and see how we click.