Mediocre to excellent sax, fine cuisine prepared in private dwellings, hi-fidelity recordings of music of dubious to confirmed outstanding quality, television and radio commercials and the writing and production thereof, geopolitical current events, sub-100-dollar laptops, influenza H5N1A, and potential discounts Verizon Wireless (I switched!) and the NSA may have uncovered during recent examinations of my calling and texting habits. Fine arts and sci-arts, all kinds of music, spring, and the right pheromones turn me on. I also love to cook, and I'm good enough at it that you'd be fortunate to eat something I make.
I am afraid of paper wasps and hornets but not yellow jackets, mud daubers, or honey bees.
I'd like to meet:
People, I'd like to meet someplace out of the way, without all the noise, hustle and bustle of a club. A "lounge" or down-tempo bar would be fine, especially if the music is loud enough to provide atmosphere but quiet enough that we can hear one another when we speak.
I'm pretty happy to meet anyone who's not full of crap. I've had a bitch of a time with just that though. Given that, is it even worth stating that I want to meet soul mates left and right?
Music:
Lately: Agna, Beck, m-seven, The Postal Service, Cicada, Air, Brian Eno, Steve Reich, Philip Glass, Black Star Liner, Boards of Canada, Camper Van Beethoven, Cracker, Pavement, Damien Rice, David Garza, The Future Sound of London, Rob Giles, Morcheeba, Portishead, Kruder & Dorfmeister, Tortoise, John Cage, The KLF, Massive Attack, Palm Fabric Orchestra, Stereolab, Soul Coughing, Suck It And See, Thievery Corporation, Tosca, Zero 7, Death Cab for Cutie (I admit it, I'm a sucker for them now), Gold Frapp, Sneaker Pimps, Royksopp, Lamb, Kaya Project, Rilo Kiley, Stephen Malkmus, Sufjan Stevens, but not Spandau Ballet or Destiny's Child.
Movies:
Shut the fuck up, Donnie, man. (The Big Lebowski.)
Television:
I watch 24 with relative devotion, but don't care for much else on TV at all. 24 is my own not-so-private crack addiction.
When I used to watch more TV, I liked to watch the Simpsons. One time, I thought something on that show was so funny, wine shot out of my nose and onto Jason Coolbaugh's new white carpet. It was red wine. The humorous subject in question was Homer's misguided attempt to get Lisa's basketball down from the roof by shooting holes through it with his gun.
Books:
I like them all, on every day but Burning Day. On Burning Day, I burn shit just like everyone else does. I've been to the Appalachians more than once.
Heroes:
Rembrandt Van Rijn, Johannes Vermeer, Chopin, TS Eliot, Charlie Parker, Ann Gale, Antonio Lopez Garcia, Euan Uglow, Jenny Saville, and Superman. He's a hero too, you know.
