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About Me

I love to eat and I love to cook. I love to eat food from those who love to cook. I love to cook for those who love to eat.

I hate undergarments. I don't like to wear them; and so I don't always. But now I have a ridiculous collection of lacy bras and panties. I guess I wear them in hopes of catching a glimpse in the mirror and seducing myself all over again.

I have a double bachelors in things that make me happy but are pretty well worthless outside of the realm of annoying intellectual banter. I like annoying intellectual banter though, so I guess I'm safe. I like bookstores and coffee shops, bars with dark corners and strangers, and of course, Winchell's Donuts at 3am.

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"There is a species of primate in South America, more gregarious than most other mammals, with a curious behavior. The members of this species often gather in groups, large and small, and in the course of their mutual chattering, under a wide variety of circumstances, they are induced to engage in bouts of involuntary, convulsive respiration, a sort of loud, helpless, mutually reinforcing group panting that is sometimes so severe as to incapacitate them. Far from being aversive, however, these attacks seem to be sought out by most members of the species, some of whom appear to be addicted to them.

We might be tempted to think that if only we knew what it was like to be them, from the inside, we'd understand this curious addiction of theirs. If we could see it "from their point of view," we would know what it was for. But in this case we can be quite sure that such insight as we might gain would still leave matters mysterious. For we already have the access we seek; the species is Homo sapiens (which does indeed inhabit South America, among other places), and the behavior is laughter.

--Daniel C. Dennett, Consciousness Explained

My Blog

Dating & Other Bad Habits : Cleaning House

Dating & Other Bad Habits : Cleaning HouseLooking for love in all the so-wrong-maybe-they're-right places.It's that time of year where I want to de-clutter. I dig through my file cabinet, happily rem...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Mar 2009 11:15:00 GMT

Dating And Other Bad Habits : Serendipity

Dating And Other Bad HabitsLooking for love in all the so-wrong-maybe-they're-right places.Serendipity. I know there's a John Cusack movie that supposedly explains this phenomena, but I can't fully pu...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Feb 2009 20:20:00 GMT

Hair, Power, Punishment, & Status

"Eventually Samson tells Delilah that he will lose his strength with the loss of his hair.[7][8][15][16] Delilah calls for a servant to shave Samson's seven locks.[8][15][16] Since that breaks the Naz...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Dec 2008 16:51:00 GMT

Life With A DNC Hangover (A Morning After Story)

I stood in line armed with a notebook and pen. My weapons of choice. I armed my eyes with powers of observation. I was a superhero most invincible. And I wrote so much that wee...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 04:50:00 GMT

All Your Base Are Belong To Us: Surrender To Technology

I have a love-hate relationship with technology.Which means I loved having a "crackberry" for the convenient email and web access. I love that the internet can be for more than just porn (and al...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 22:12:00 GMT

Ballroom Dancing With Ghosts

"Do you experience feelings of dread in your basement or attic?" --Harold Ramis, Ghostbusters (1984)I have been in love with your ghost for sometime Too long too late too littleIt haunts m...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 00:11:00 GMT

The Church Of Los Angeles.

"L.A. is our religion and we try to convert people." --Catherine Risdan RobertsIt had been an interesting trip already and I hadn't even left the airport yet. I furiously packed my bag at the la...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 22:24:00 GMT

The ManStorm

Monday: Came and it went all too quickly. It was a beautiful and glorious personal day spent lazing about and watching Food Network and bad reality TV and walking the dogs and running errands and napp...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 22:45:00 GMT

Not What It Looks Like

I have been adopted. I am beginning to fall in love with her. Yes, her. Her incessant rambling, her need to cuddle, her insistence on climbing through my window at 3am to get in bed with me.&nbs...
Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 21:17:00 GMT

Grandmothers Guide Chapter 2: Adventures In Flying, The Airing Of Grievances, & Other Miracles

I return to the home of my childhood this evening. Deep breaths and thoughts of valium permeate my brain as I stop to breathe in the smell of the forsythia bush. The lilacs will be up soon...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 22:24:00 GMT