Can somebody explain what this "match friend enemy" thing is all about? Does this mean that my 88% match is 7% likely to kill me . . . for friendship?
As of June, 2013, 2:29 am, something has just become clear: I'm becoming more of a clown as I get older. So this means I will probably reach maximum clowniosity in about 89 years (if my math is right), and that could be scary. Plus, being a clown doesn't go well with running for president of the United States. So mark that off my bucket list. So it goes.
[Had something about boxes, thinking, and the whole inside/outside issue, plus non-Euclidean geometry... blegghch]
^ What the hell am I talking about here?
And then . . .
As of May 2012, just out of graduate program.... I'm an economics and public policy junkie. Political economy. Be afraid! <<A year ago, still a politics and economics junkie. Plus medieval finance. Sheesh.
Still a writer, photographer in Brooklyn, but now a former animator. (Am I a lapsed animator? Yes.) Working on a public radio interview show at the moment.
Always seeking to be a creative free-spirit. I'm divorced and have two kids (10 yrs and 6 yrs) who live with their mother.
I try to take a wacky, progressive view on the world -- Daffy Duck meets Karl Marx meets Groucho. So I guess I aim to be Daffy Marx.
Love travel, always with camera equipment (sometimes a lot — record to date, 250 lbs — security people just laughed at me). I have a techie background that comes through in my visual work.
I'm politically progressive or left — and in the Euro sense, but I also have a libertarian streak. I take politics seriously, spend a lot of time thinking about it. I'm the kind of person who reads economics for pleasure, so.... (Also read poetry, history, fiction, graphic novels — which I'm happy to call comic books.)
I try to be creatively charged, spirited, open-minded.
What I am doing with my life?! "What I am doing with my life." I'm trying to avoid dying before it's over. (That's a little dark, isn't it?)
With my life (as opposed to somebody else's), I'm doing art and social movement (not quite activism). After several years in broadcast television, I'm going back to grad school (already did one round) while still doing a lot of photography independently, especially landscapes and abstract work that plays with light and optics to socially and politically oriented work, especially regarding the environment and human rights.
I'm looking for more freedom to enjoy things.
I'm also hoping the space aliens find our little blue planet. Not the nasty aliens in Twilight Zone or War of the Worlds, but the nice & kooky ones in Looney Tunes.
Also good at math. Often useful. Didn't you need calculus today?
This could be a long list. Cormac McCarthy esp. Blood Meridian and The Road; graphic novels (comic books). Margaret Atwood's Oryx and Crake. Poetry of A. R. Ammons, John Ashberry, Walt Whitman, William Butler Yeats. Histories of people against the elements: Mayflower, the story of the Essex (the ship that inspired Melville to write Moby Dick), firsthand accounts of the mountain men (guys who explored the west, often alone, before the invasion).
Now on a bender over medieval economies and political institutions (yes, really).
Movies: Winter's Bone, Wild Strawberries, La Jetee, 12 Monkeys, Children of Men, You Can Count on Me, The Searchers, Unforgiven, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Au Revoir les Enfants, Grand Illusion, Dead Man, Celebration (Festen), Withnail and I, most Werner Herzog (like the way he thinks even though he sounds something something I can't put my finger on), Elephant, Gerry, Last Days (so a nice sample of Gus van Sant), Eraserhead, Darren Aronofsky, Tarkovsky (esp. Stalker; also love the book, Roadside Picnic), Terrence Malick... Is David Lynch already in my list?
Loved Memento until I looked to closely at just one frame.
Looney Tunes. A category all its own.
Music, almost anything goes: Patsy Cline, Beethoven, Mozart, Einsturzende Neubauten, Ministry, Mahalia Jackson, Aretha Franklin, Janacek, Bob Dylan, Beethoven's Große Fuge, 13th Century dance music, Leonard Cohen, Yael Naim, Stones, Sex Pistols.
A little of everything, but especially chocolate. Don't like the squash family. (The word "squash" says it all, I think.)
Books (problem with books . . . a book problem)
good shoes and hiking socks
a good backpack (especially zippers that don't crap out)
chocolate (I really need to do with out the chocolate)
the green and blue world (trees, water, air)
the night sky
and books books books —
six things. yep.
Whether our species is going to make it.
Space aliens, and why they're avoiding out planet -- except for the weird, scary aliens, like Michele Bachmann.
The most private thing? Something to do with swimming.
Hey NSA! You gettin' this?
(The NSA would be really good at reverse engineering that whole match/friend/enemy thing.)