dirty_ass_lives
45Brooklyn, United States
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My self-summary
You have fucked worse.
What I’m doing with my life
I make a decent living working from home. Details furnished upon request.

I then dedicate most other waking hours to attempting something awesome and nailing it. Again, I will explain later in in detail.

To illustrate and perhaps pique curiosity (a purpose of this profile, no?): A friend with the professional wherewithal to get things made wanted to tell my story, cinematically (or perhaps televisually). The story works, dramatically, because it has an element of going big and falling short. And doing so rather spectacularly. While it hadn't just dawned on me that this is not a desirable legacy (being source material for another's tale of lunacy, hubris, and woe) I have resolved -- once and for all -- that it will not be mine.

So, I'm working hard on great shit.

I also love my friends, and some of my family, and do make a point of spending time with them.
I’m really good at
Perceptions of my assets, gifts, and/or skills vary radically from person to person. Most believe I possess at least one. But most also will believe whatever the hell they want to, regardless of the facts.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
The humans whose work I admire the most to date include:

Andy Warhol, Andy Kaufman, Jacques Brel, Lou Reed, John Cale, Kate Bush, Jacques Tati, Richard Pryor, Richard Wright, Nina Simone, Frederick Douglass, Octavia Butler, Ornette Coleman, Serge Gainsbourg, Moebius, Ursula K LeGuin, Marcel Duchamp, Harvey Kurtzman, Kenneth Anger, Samuel Delany, John Waters, Brian Eno, Aretha Franklin, Alejandro Jodorowsky, Lee Hazlewood, Scott Walker, Stefano Tamburini and Tanino Liberatore, Prince (RIP), Nat Hiken, David Sylvian / Japan, Ron and Russell Mael, Billie Holiday, James Joyce, Miles Davis, Ralph Ellison, Ella Fitzgerald, Frank Sinatra, Phillip K. Dick, Wakefield Poole, Richard Hamilton, H.L. Mencken, Brian Wilson, Joni Mitchell, James Baldwin, Alex Harvey, Cole Porter, J.G. Ballard, Kenny Gamble and Leon Huff, Nona Hendryx, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Jay Ward, Sun Ra, The Shangri-Las, Judy Garland, Yellow Magic Orchestra, Kraftwerk, Laura Nyro, Cluster, S.J. Perelman, John Coltrane, Neu!, William Burroughs, Masami Tsuchiya, Fania Records, and above all else, George Clinton and Parliament-Funkadelic.

Somewhere within all that a vibe can be derived. If you can ferret it out, even if yours is different -- in fact awesome if yours is different -- we've definitely got shit to work with.
Six things I could never do without
Are cock and balls two things or three? That and pills (3 or 4, depending on the answer to the first question).
I spend a lot of time thinking about
How much more difficult we as a species make things for ourselves than they probably need to be.

(I really do, I'm fucking deep like that.)
On a typical Friday night I am
It's Friday night as I type this, but I wouldn't read too much into that.

(It's 5am Tuesday as I type this part though, and THAT may tell a more interesting story.)
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I'm deathly allergic to cats.

This disgusts you because you love cats, and you irrationally view this as a flaw in my character. Also, you now regard me as genetically inferior and less than capable of being your - or your precious kitty's - protector should the shit go down (particularly if the shit going down somehow involves cats; attacking, or raining down upon us, or whatever the case may be).
You should message me if
I'm a total romantic, in a way. And a nice, good person. And an idiot. And a lunatic.

Let's be idiots together. But let's build something. Make something. Write something. DO something.

I'll date older than my age parameters, MUCH older if we connect, i just get sick of OKCupid only showing me old people. I'll hang with ANYONE if we we get along and connect.

I don't identify here as bisexual, or anywhere, my identity is Matt Quigley. I'm open to the debate, but over coffee, not here.

I am who and how I am. And I consider that a straight man. A trans ex, however, would confusingly argue that while she considered herself a woman, the sex we were having was gay sex. Therefore, I was bi.

I'm too old for these conversations.

So, simply as possible, if your body has a penis on it, you can feel free to write me if for some reason you'd want to. My dating preferences in so far as the be-penised are concerned are exclusively limited to androgynes, femme boys, those on the gender line in whatever way they choose to be, and of course those who've crossed that line and identify as female.

I hate writing about it, even in this day and age when people are slightly less idiotic than they once were.

ANYWAY...

Going places is great. Let's go to lots of them. I also enjoy sitting perfectly still should the mood strike, or listening to records and talking about everything. Or whatever. Let's do all of it, if we want to.

I'd love to be involved in a relationship where productivity and collaboration were goals. Doesn't that sound fun? Pushing each other, but also putting our heads together.

But there's more, do review...

Mine is a niche appeal, and I am mostly a cult concern. I am fully and deeply aware of this and take NOBODY'S interest for granted. So, if you're not into it, just don't respond. Patronizing rejections from strangers are just weird.

Anyway, if you are into it...

Let's conceptualize a stupid and/or brilliant project and then execute the goddamned thing. Or become part of the project at which I'm already hard at work.

And who are you?

I don't know yet, as you've not written me. Or at least not in a while.

Ideally...

You're a bright weirdo who adores sometimes -- but not always -- spending untold hours with one other person, doing everything from wandering the streets aimlessly to listening to Scott Walker records (link is crucial, to emphasize that i don't mean the Wisconsin governor) to eating, traveling, and all the shit humans.

I love sex, and as a human being it is a central facet of my existence. I'm competent, and can furnish references. But I certainly have my off days.

Regardless, sex is not central to my public identity. If it is to yours -- for reasons either personal or professional -- that's fine. This has been the case with many of those with whom I've been most deeply involved.

That's the ideal, at least.

If you're nice, cute, smart, funny, and can tolerate me, and "get" the vibe I've dedicated some words to putting out there, then we have a shot.

I'm a nice person, usually. I'm a fuck up, in a sense, but I have savings, pay my bills on time, treat people kindly, I'm fiercely loyal, keep my hygiene in order, don't smoke or drink (other things find their ways in sometimes), love my parents (mom's dead, but still love her), eat healthy for the most part.

I know I'm not the best looking guy in the world, but some of the best looking women I've ever met have dated me, and then sought me out to do so again. Like, as of recently.

Open relationships, all that shit, I'm game for talking about it if we connect. Short term flings have been my bread and butter for years. I would dig trying the longer term thing. But again, I'm not turning anyone away if we connect. Life is too short and lonely.
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