Here's my idea of a good first date: we dance with hula hoops, chase a frisbee, write a legal opinion, identify igneous intrusions and batholiths, and produce a beautiful, tender, touching, hip, timely, timeless, insightful, award-winning 2-minute public service announcement. Coffee and conversation is probably OK, though.
Half Scottish, half Lithuanian—possibly the basis for a new, small hyphenated ethnic group.
BTW, sorry, some of my photos are out of date. I do look way younger than my age, but not that much. Now (December 2015) getting onto OkCupid again, updating the profile, booking a flight to Mt. St. Helens for another photo shoot…
Right now I live in Bloomington, Indiana. If all goes well, I'll finish the Ph.D. in 2016. Then I'm moving—hopefully back to San Francisco, but in the academic world, you have to move where the job is. But I'm getting out of Bloomington. I can't find a thing wrong with this town, but for some reason I'm miserable here. On my many restorative visits to San Francisco, I've always perked up within 24 hours, like a plant getting some long-overdue water.
Teaching myself Latin in my spare time.
Keeping my cats entertained.
I'm okay at Scrabble and a beautiful 4,000-year-old Chinese board game called Go. (Even if you know nothing about the game, you can tell how well it was played just by noting how beautiful the board was at the end.) I'm not fanatic enough to get really good at any of them, but I enjoy a world where there are no to-do lists, only inspiration.
I found "Bartleby the Scrivener" and Billy Budd by Herman Melville joyful and uplifting. You might think that makes me weird, but actually it makes you weird. Haven't read Moby Dick yet. Once I read Moby Dick, I plan to stop reading entirely. Not even street signs or the handwriting on the wall.
Some favorite movies: 2001: A Space Odyssey; The Manchurian Candidate (original version); To Sir with Love; The Miracle Worker; Planet of the Apes (original version); Monty Python and the Holy Grail; Journey to the Center of the Earth; The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.
I like classical music, especially late Beethoven, and 1960's flower power music like "Incense and Peppermints". I don't know much about Renaissance music, but I've loved everything I've heard. I like music that takes me away into spiritual ecstasy.
Red lentil daal with cumin and coriander. Vindaloo on special occasions.
UPDATE (Nov 22, 2007): I have chosen Paul Graham as my new personal lord and savior.
I think about granite and gabbro, earthquakes, thunderstorms, the smell of printer's ink, hunter green, spaghetti with garlic and oil, how math can shed light on things other than math, beautiful English words that come from Greek like "chrysanthemum" and "rhododendron", how to manage my time better without turning into a lifeless drone, new ways to have fun with bok choy, the way learning something often makes you worse at it before you get better, how to soften people's initial resistance to deferring judgement and letting ideas flow, whether Scheme or Haskell could ever be used to do anything real, the eight basic steps of Lindy Hop, different ways that people think, and the unwritten rules of rhetoric.
And mango pickle. Science damn, that is great stuff.
Oops, not since I moved to Bloomington. I guess now I spend my Friday nights pining for BATS, the Mission District, Golden Gate Park, the sound of Muni, and all those wonderful San Francisco street names.
When not pining for home, sometimes I find time to edit Wikipedia.
…vel Latine loqui potes. Mirabilis sit lingua "morte" colloqui apud tabernam caffeæ!