I'm equal parts stoked teenager and jaded old man. A bit of an urban redneck perhaps, though not of the bearded hipster variety that inhabits my neighborhood(i have actually split logs in red and black wool shirt). I'm still a bit punk rock, but in subtle way.
I'm also rough around the edges, more scars than tattoos. As real as one could ever want, for whatever that's worth.
Haven't seen enough films lately, but I loved "black cat, white cat".
Music can be anything from the Bad Brains to Van Halen to Goran Bregovic to Hank sr. to old klezmer to Desmond Dekker to etc... Still a hardcore kid, but I've grown up some.
Love food and the amazing variety New York has to offer. More into traveling deep into Queens(or wherever) to find amazing hidden treasures than going somewhere trendy or fancy. Also love cooking. And I have nothing against vegetarians, but I'm far from it. My german butcher in ridgewood knows me by name, my freezer is full of venison, and so on...