30 Brooklyn, United States
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My self-summary

If I were an animal I'd be a monkey or a giant awkward bird. I am not like a sheep, a dog or a wolf. Or a cat. I am not like a cat. Artist. If you are looking for a man to be like a dog, then you may think they are all like wolves, but they are not like wolves. They are like monkeys and birds.

I find interpersonal power games to be dull sport and I feel free discussing everything under the sun including gender, sexuality and identity. Interested in finding friendships and relationships with give and take, equality, honesty. Basically, I'm weird.
What I’m doing with my life
Succumbing to gravity. Dispersing heat.

Saying, "Hey," in my first message to you, because, let's face it: I'm not a mind reader, normal people start conversations with Hello, or Howdy, or What's Up? If you are too stuck up and high maintenance to pass a one word ball back, that's a pretty good sign I'm not going to be able to deal with your constant high-maintenance, submissive tendencies.

You're probably too hot for me anyway, until I look the same in 10 years and you look like a monster that just got out of bed.
I’m really good at
Wearing cowboy boots
Smoking cigarettes

I'm above average at:

Quitting Smoking
Making up songs
Color Analysis
Wearing hats
Punk Rock
Power Tools
The first things people usually notice about me
Gray Hair. That I'm weird.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Jorge Luis Borges. Pulp Fiction. Live local music and art shows. Spicy. And everything. Everything is great.
The six things I could never do without
1. Coffee
2. Stuff to make into other stuff
3. Theater
4. Gasoline
5. Wild Women
6. Books
I spend a lot of time thinking about
1. What the fuck is going on here anyway?
2. Significance, because success is a word that has been raped, stripped of meaning, and left naked and alone in the upstairs corner bedroom while the party below continued to rage. Where does your significance sit, waiting for you to arrive?
3. Giant parties with well designed hedges and fountains. Architectural landscape elements.
4. How to improve the world or myself/how to attain love/sex/money/god.
5. John Lennon got shot in this town.
On a typical Friday night I am
In the middle of surgery, knocked out on nitrogen and and novacaine.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Thirsty like a slough. And I'm a slut.
You should message me if
I don't have bedbugs, you shouldn't either. My roomie is super paranoid about anything alive smaller than a fist.

You have the capacity and ambition to manufacture movement and stories.

You involuntarily gagged or twitched when you read the last sentence.

Muses welcome. Inquire within.

Wanna make out?