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I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

It's likely that I am a mammal. Some of the time, at least.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

anyone who wants to play Scrabble...anyone who cries at the end of a Hal Hartley movie...anyone who doesn't laugh at me because I tried to chase chupacabras across the Arizona desert and wrote a sixty page thesis about the Sasquatch...anyone who falls apart when listening to a Magnetic Fields song...anyone who is fueled by being misunderstood...anyone who would want to challenge my title as dorkiest man in the world...

My Blog

an awakening...

 &of sorts.  I was walking home from work early this evening down Broadway Avenue here in the smelly little heart of Denver.  It's a nice way to punctuate the workday, as, after sloggi...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 18:16:00 GMT

everything about denver

This is everything you need to know about Denver. We here in the Mile High City have a collective boner for righteous indignation. Apparently, there's nothing better than knowing that, dammit, the un...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 00:11:00 GMT

I am a whore...

Yes, I am smelly with whorishness.  Positively syphilitic with the repellent stench of self-promotion.  Ewww!  But, for those of you unfortunate enough to reside with me in or around De...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 00:14:00 GMT

I am a horrible folklorist

  The study of folklore, especially in regard to urban legends, scary stories, conspiracy theories and the like, deals heavily with FOAF syndrome.  This means that you never get to talk to s...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 01:44:00 GMT

it’s the season again

And, after a lengthy drought during which I'd started to doubt that I could attract this sort of thing, it comes roaring back& I am walking in a confused haze through the labyrinthine aisles of KMart,...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 23:50:00 GMT

"...I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry..."

"&I'm so sorry&I'm so sorry&" This is what was said (and not at all to me) by a fellow running past my apartment in an absolute panic a few nights ago.  I was standing in my front yard, the eveni...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 14:50:00 GMT

ode to the olfactory

(Well, it's not really an ode&)  I was walking Eulu around our new neighborhood earlier this evening and, as usual, she was pulling my arm out of the socket, zig-zagging wildly across the sidewal...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 21:10:00 GMT

squirrevolution

(I seem to be on about squirrels again...) I'm watching a squirrel try to cross a busy rush-hour street this morning and, because I am in the midst of a powerful coffee withdrawal, the whole scene sud...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 10:39:00 GMT

crow vs. squirrel and man vs. man with no-parking sign

On the way to work this morning I walked through Cheesman Park and past a crow and a squirrel locked in intense standoff-style competition for some sort of scavenged treasure.  (I couldn't see wh...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 16:44:00 GMT

contagious nightmares

For the last decade and a half, whenever I am facing waves of work-related stress, almost all of my anxiety-dreams take the form of zombie movies in which I am cast as the unprepared protagonist. ...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 11:51:00 GMT