Hmm. I am college educated, and think of myself as a kinda smart dude, until I hear a true intellectual speak. And then I think, geez, if only I was smarter. Until I hear that "true" intellectual spill a bit of his/her unwisdom, and realize that being wise is even better than being smart. And then I meet some, and indeed most any, woman, and realize that dagnabbit most if not all women are wiser than all men, and then I'm put in my wormy place. Or at least I'm humbled. That's why the ladies, they rule. They smart. They wise.
But that's not about me. Me: Marginally wise and smart. Exotically creative. Monstrously humorous. Ginormously kind. Exceedingly unreticent. That's me. Who are you?
> loads of musicianing
> taking out the garbage
> playing music
> traveling the world
> being minimally good at everything
> cooking with whatever is in the fridge
> appreciating a fine bottle of red
water: especially the naturally bubbly stuff
food: howzabout a salmon that's as soft as butter
news: my podcasts
people: friends, family, and the hoi polloi
Red red wine...
Delicacies of the land and sea
Or watching Gwen Ifill.
You don't mind that I don't have a photo (sorry, but I'm not excited about Google indexing and spreading my proclivities worldwide). Pix available upon request, tho.
You wanna have fun.