One way I feed that curiosity is that I almost never 'zone out' - I'm always paying attention to things people say to me and stuff that happens around me. The upshot of this is that if you tell me about something you like or care about, I'll actually remember it.
I've got a pretty dry, absurd sense of humor. I usually respond to sarcasm by playing it straight, to see where people will go with it.
Note: my pictures mostly show me bearded, but that's pretty variable. I'm growing it out for winter insulation at the moment.
When I'm feeling domestic, I like cooking and baking all sorts of things. My friends tell me my pecan pie (with home-made flaky crust and custard-style filling) is particularly delicious
I try to enjoy the outdoors as much as I can. Weekends are great for hiking, biking, and climbing.
Anytime I visit a new city, I seek out small/local chocolate makers. I haven't truly explored a place until I've had a bar of simple dark chocolate made there :-). I'm now up to over a hundred varieties sampled, between what I've been able to buy around here and what I find in my travels.
Keeping my companion warm on a cold night.
Sounding way more serious than I almost ever am.
Dark chocolate gets a category of its own. You know how some people will do the 100 beers per year challenges at Blind Pig and Crane Alley, or fill up whiskey passports at Seven Saints? That's me with chocolate. World Harvest keeps enough variety cycling through that I can always find something new to try.
Reading: Sci-fi, fantasy, random non-fiction. Well-written essays. News of relative import, mostly via the BBC (I like their slightly sneering tone toward American politics; I think we've earned it). Whatever my friends say I should borrow from them. If asked to recommend something, it'll be Name of the Wind. It's technically fantasy, but reads as well as any classical mythology.
Webcomics: Questionable Content, xkcd. I saved PhD Comics for too long, and finished my thesis before I got through more than the first few hundred strips. I don't know if I'm allowed to read it anymore.
1. Sleep (at least six hours per night - can't be too greedy :-) ).
2. Interesting things to think about.
3. Something to write on, so that I don't forget everything mundane while thinking about things esoteric. (and 3a: something with which to write - I won't cheat and call that five)
4. Community - the assorted friends, family, and other wonderful people that are part of my life.
5. The written/printed word.
6. A solid pair of shoes to carry me through my adventures.
Oddly enough, I could live without my computers, cell phone, and car. I'd probably have to take up a different line of work if I did, though.
- The fun things I'm working on that can't lead to papers
- How to fix the egregious brokenness I occasionally see in the world around me
You just want a smart dude with whom to cuddle, and who understands that a preposition is usually not a word to end a sentence with.