I'm well-educated, well-traveled, and well-read, but I'm not a pretentious asshole about it. I have tattoos, a Master's degree in philosophy, 3 motorcycles, no kids, and my own imdb entry. And I always put the toilet seat back down.
I'm quite the catch.
My adult life involves way more peeing in cups than I ever anticipated.
-catching flies, moths, mosquitoes in mid-air with my bare hands.
-my job. I take a lot of pride in what I do.
-I make a pretty awesome peanut sauce from scratch.
-opening jars, bottles, etc.
-I make a good anchor for tug-o-war should the occasion arise.
It's probably my construction worker meets cop meets 70s dad meets adult film star mustache. Or maybe it's my boyish good looks and Brando-esque charm.
Movies - The last two movies I saw that really blew me away were Blue Ruin and Mad Max: Fury Road. Holy shit, that movie was damn near perfect. I also love 70s exploitation trash, and I rewatch Hell Ride like once a month and pretend I'm Michael Madsen.
Shows - I don't think I've ever gone more than two or three days without watching The Simpsons.
Music - the latest batch on rotation: Mothership, Jason Isbell, The Black Angels, Nikki Lane, Strand of Oaks, Conan, Outkast, Weedeater, Ryan Adams, and Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats.
Food - All types (except pickles, olives and coleslaw). I'll try anything twice. Anything. I've eaten guinea pig (it was alright). I love to cook and I'm pretty good at it, if I do say so myself.
club soda (with lime)
-what would Steve McQueen do?
-the Benny Hill theme music (yakety sax).
-space. Specifically, the vastness of the universe and how small humanity is within it.
-clever comebacks to prior conversations.
-how awesome it would be if Florida had mountains.
-butts. specifically large/round ones.
-riding my motorcycle through the desert.
But there's a really good chance I'm in a hotel room in some small town in the middle of nowhere, getting some sleep so I can go back to work the next morning.
I'm a loner, Dottie, a rebel.