don't have to be cool / to rule my world
which is not to imply—by any means—wealth or coolness would disqualify you from my affections, merely that such attributes are as immaterial to our compatibility as, say, the relative position of constellations during the hour one's birth. Indeed, I am far more influenced by your capacity for spending time developing a romantic rapport together, and your
[funky guitar lick]
(Also I play music and do activism for towards the goals of feminism, queer liberation, the abolition of prisons, and other justice-y things)
Shows: Steven Universe
Music: Literally everything. As a horn player, I'll always have a burning love for ska. I think Kendrick Lamar is incredible and should've won the grammy, even though 1989 was a fantastic record. Sam Cooke is the only person whose voice I'd rather have than mine (him and the first Hank Williams are the only two people who can get me to *kind of* feel religion when they sing about Jesus). If I could pick only one band from the classic rock era, it'd be Queen. But really I love playing and singing together with people as a social activity most of all. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xNFS8GZlwTU
Food: All the noodles. Also curry, spinach, avocados, lasagna, Mexican food carts in Queens, garlic, mangoes, mapo tofu, and the entire brassica genus
Street food and comfort food of any culture I can think of. Dishes that have stories associated with them. Culinary puns.
I've worked as a cook or chef at places ranging from from a vegan hippie commune to a barbecue smokehouse, and love sharing and learning culinary techniques/history/theory/legends.
OK, that's five; I'm low-maintenance.
How can I be romantic without relying on the fucked-up machinery of consumerism and patriarchy?
If Catholics have communion wafers that transubstantiate into the body of Christ when they're eaten, is it still Jesus when they crap it out?
How everything functions within the global cultural-economic system and how it contributes to perpetuating oppression and destroying the planet. (Also whether I need to adjust my tinfoil hat)
Is it possible to be hetero and queer? Would it be disingenuous to identify as such?
Am I still a punk? Or a hippie? Or some kind of strange mutant hybrid?
If I was somehow transported back in time, what miracles of modern science could I produce in order to prevent myself from immediately being jailed or killed for looking funny?