I went to college in Boulder for an English degree, then back to Alaska for a couple years before heading to Vancouver and then Seattle for grad school. Growing up in the frozen, dark north, I think the snow is in my bones; I love to ski and snowboard. I also feel it's my duty as an Alaskan to dispel rumors of my native land, mostly those regarding igloos and dogsleds. But not plaid--we are a plaid-loving people.
I am so glad to see the warmer weather--the winter was not kind to my running discipline, and I'm looking forward to getting the ol' mileage back.
I love the process of making. It can be anything, really. From food to motorcycles--I love to see how things go together, and make some of it myself. I'm lucky that I get to do so in my job as it makes the hours fly by.
I’m just a thirty-something with lustrous, curly locks who'd like to meet someone to laugh with. I’d like to meet a creative, intelligent woman who doesn’t take herself too seriously. Chemistry is everything, though these internet tubes aren’t really set up for that just yet. But if you laughed at any of the above, that’s a start.
Oh, and I invented a recipe for brownies as cookies: Brookies©, and I will make 'em for you.
I want to meet someone who is smart and funny (but who wants to meet a boring dum dum, really?). Sarcasm and sass are great. I'm drawn to bold women, though quiet strength is also appealing, as long as you can laugh. I'm attracted to someone who can roll with it, who can handle a crisis or change in plans with smooth grace and style.
I am more interested in why you do something rather than the thing itself. Above all else, I want to meet someone who is curious.
I love jazz and am a fan of Keith Jarrett, Don Byron, Allen Toussaint's The Bright Mississippi will make ya smile. Oh, and I just heard of Catherine Russell, she's amazing.
Let's see, what' on my DVR ... the Daily Show, Colbert, Justified, The Americans, Mythbusters. Why isn't there a new season of House of Cards every month?! Bullshit, Netflix.
Books: I love The Amazing Adventures of Cavalier and Clay, David Foster Wallace's A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again, and anything by David Sedaris, Timothy Egan, Malcolm Gladwell, or Ian Frazier.
But I skip 'em all to keep my head above water with the New Yorker. That subway time is prime don't-get-behind-in-the-subscription time.
the promise of summer