Music, Tree Climbing, Computers, Mac OS X, Mac OS X Server, Linux, UNIX, Guitar, Singing, Song-Writing, Weight Training, Jogging, Yoga, Cooking, Learning, Walking, Hiking, Camping, Chai Tea, Programming, Scripting, Dancing, Concerts, Theater, Movies, DIY Home Improvement, Landscaping, "Mature" Parties, Wood Working, Politics, Hot Sex
I'd like to meet:
Let's start with who I don't want to meet;
If you have only one picture on your profile and you claim to be from China or you want me to "check out your pics," on some other site, please kindly go fuck yourself. I know you're just a spammer trying to make ends meet, but seriously, leave me alone.
People who have a rule about not dating musicians - you got burned and for reasons that aren't as easy to nail as you think. I'm sorry for your pain, but you ought to get over your heart's loss by not bringing it's baggage into whatever sort of friendship we might have. I'm a musician AND a good man who has his priorities straight, no matter what someone (who isn't me) did to you.
If YoU sTIl TYpE LikE tHiS aLl OVer yOUr FuCkiNG PrOFIle, you're a BIG loser, go away. You may come back and try again when you grow up and realize how dumb it was that you used to take the time to type like that.
If you're perfectly fine with unloading on people in the service industry unnecessarily because of some mistake YOU made, or even for an honest mistake they made... cheque, please.
If English is supposed to be your first language, but you speak it (or type it) like it's your second or third language (i.e. "Fo shur, yo, yoo gonna luv dis!) just because you like rap, hip hop and r & b music, number one, leave me the fuck alone and number two, stop hurting America.
If, when people point out how what you're saying doesn't make any sense, you feel like they're "being judgmental" or they're "not open-minded," get lost. Learn how to argue your points instead of running and pointing the finger.
If you read the sports section of the newspaper whilst taking a shit, go away. And, dude... WTF?
If you live in Minnesota and hate it here or if you don't like Minneapolis, get off your whiny ass and move. Away. From me.
If you think being gay is a choice and about what you do, not who you are, and you use that fundamental misunderstanding of the nature of being gay as a justification for your homophobia and celebration of irrational fear in America, you're boring me, go away. Gays aren't the problem. People like you are.
If you are really into drugs and drug paraphernalia, number one - piss off, number two - that voice inside your head that says, "You're not good enough, no one loves you," you know, the one you're trying to silence with your drugs? Well, it's probably got a point - but not because you're fundamentally a loser. No. That voice has a point because you're too much of a pussy to face life's challenges without getting high. Try this instead: Join the Y and sit in a hot tub to relieve stress. Now scram and don't come back until you have some spine.
If suddenly never answering your boyfriend's phone calls, not returning his messages or responding to his emails seems like a reasonable way to break up, go fuck yourself and... when you look in the mirror, remember that no amount of cosmetic surgery can erase the fact that you're a coward from end to end, rotten and useless in all ways save being able to exchange oxygen for carbon dioxide, which is good for trees.
If you're the kind of Republican who applauds your party's blatant disregard for privacy, exemplary bad management of money, union of church and state and contempt for the judicial branch, or who takes a twisted satisfaction in watching your party's leaders in Washington bend over and take it like a champ up the rectal cavity when big business comes in the door, would you do me a big favor and commit suicide, please? Thanks.
If you're a pouty agoraphobic who doesn't take kindly to compliments on her "too sexy for words" profile pics, eat crow and go away. If you thought you were too good for anyone, you were wrong.
If your life is a lie, leave me alone. And stop hurting everyone who loves you.
If you take pride in being ignorant to current events, * gestures to the horizon * go yonder.
If you've ever tried to convince someone that you're a girl AND that girls don't poop or fart... come on!
If you listen to MPR (news, classical or The Current) but are not a member, shame, shame, shame on you! Call 800-228-7123 and become a member right now!
If you've ever said, "You know, I don't like sex that much. I guess I'm just too lazy," please go away.
If you walk slowly on the sidewalk with a wide-eyed blank expression on your face, looking around at everything like it's going by too fast for you, let me be. Let me be! You wouldn't like me anyway.
I'm open to love, but just not really looking for it right now. I would really enjoy making out with someone... Maybe one day!
As far as friends go, there's nothing like reconnecting with characters from my past or getting to know new people from my present. I'm also looking for people who have a passion for climbing trees. I want to learn.
Music:
PJ Harvey, Feist, Sing-Sing, Devics, Lily Allen, Led Zeppelin, U2, Radiohead, Gillian Welch and a whole lot more!
Movies:
The Departed, Alien, Elizabeth, LOTR, Identity, most Spielberg movies, most Shymalan movies, MANY others...
Television:
South Park, X-Files, Daily Show, Colbert Report, Star Trek The Next Generation...
Books:
I read strictly non-fiction educational books like Kochan's Programming in Objective-C. I'm a geek. The cutest geek you'll ever meet, but a geek all the same.
Heroes:
My Father. The late Jack Robinson, founding partner of IPR. My friend Josie who lives entirely off of her passion for music. My friend Markus who is an amazing computer programmer. My friend Patrick who can make a best friend out of just about anyone. Anyone in the Islamic world who challenges Muslims to question the infalibility of the Quaran.
