I'm funny, smart, articulate, cynical, silly, sarcastic, childlike, analytical, perceptive and lazy.
I'm good with my hands, an above-average cook, like a beer or three, and quit smoking cigarettes (again) over four years ago for health reasons -- yet I still hang out with smokers....
I can't hear in the dark, I'm very individualistic -- but concerned about what that implies -- I dislike religion in many forms, but my tattoos can be read as flat-out pagan. I don't dislike kids, but I don't want any. I like all cats and many dogs.
I'm reasonably nice, reasonably honest, and sometimes a little boring. I talk a lot, consider myself a third wave (if you like taxonomies) feminist. I like parenthesis and tangents. I often have trouble completing the original thought, because I'm getting to be more of a flake as I get older. Or less interested in hiding it.
I'm built like a bouncer. By which I mean thick arms and legs, wide shoulders and pelvis, barrel chest, and a fat gut. It's not a conventional build, but one that is good at (a) moving heavy things and (b) making my friends feel safe. Yes, I really have had people offer me their ID when I was just sitting someplace drinking a beer.
Never married, no kids, no convictions, and I moved out of my parents' basement in February of 1992. I don't want to move back -- it isn't heated, and is now full of power tools and sawdust -- I like tools (and sawdust), but not so much for cuddling.
I am overeducated, underemployed, and fat
So (A), these days, I mostly read nonfiction books -- particularly history, philosophy, literary criticism, and law. For fun, I like genre fiction, including mysteries, SF/F (less now than when I was younger), and romance novels. But I'll read anything good. Or bad. Including (literally) the phone book.
Regarding (B) Movies (heh), I tend to like artsy stuff, trashy stuff, action films with chicks that kick ass, and standup. Fair warning: I tend to talk during movies.
Regarding (C) Music, I'll listen to anything, but recently I've been listening to Donnas and L7 when I'm writing. Yay Clitrock!
Want more information? My as-of-this-writing MP3 playlist: Aimee Mann, Amy Winehouse, B52s, Black Flag, Buckcherry, Clash, Cupcakes, Demolition Doll Rods, Detroit Cobras, Donnas, Fionna Apple, Foo Fighters, Green Day, Hammerbox, Indigo Girls, James Taylor, Jewel, Johnny Cash, Judas Priest, Kingsmen, L7, Lime Spiders, Luscious Jackson, MC5, Meredith Brooks, Paula Cole, Rainier Maria, Ramones, Shesus, Sista Otis, Sleater-Kinney, Temple of the Dog, UB40, Veruca Salt.
However, it'll be different by the time you read this list.
Returning to the favorites, and (D), Food, I'm not sure it matters. I'm pretty much a vegetarian and have some other dietary restrictions, but I'm well-mannered enough to get along with my omnivore friends. Most grown-ups are. What else? I eat a lot of Quorn (aka Soylent Hippy). Bananas (even diluted, even the smell) make me want to puke.
Why is this interesting? Will someone read that I adore good falafel and fall madly in love with me?
I read someplace recently that, for fortune cookies, you often get funnier results by appending "except in bed."
I'm good at working with wood and metal, but someday I'd like to learn more about using stone, brick, and tile.
I've read some Rand, and that's just weird.
No, I don't want to talk about Rand. I will, however, rant (amusingly? maybe) about how stupid and ineffectual her ideas are and how horribly she writes.