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About Me

Grew up in Dayton, OH, where there's good people even if there's not much going on. I loved living in the same house my whole pre-college life; my sister still lives there, and that space orients the travelling I've done since. Spent a few months studying/bashing around Spain and a summer out West in Colorado Springs. Moved to Pittsburgh December 03 to work in costuming with the Pittsburgh Ballet Theatre. Now I'm working for the Greater Pittsburgh Arts Council...sort of the business side of art. It's good. I'm content.

My Interests

hiking, running, reading, ballet, theatre, rock shows, writing, road trips, cigars, religion, silence, scrabble, baseball, climbing, art galleries...is that enough stuff?

I'd like to meet:

Anyone with some interesting things to say. People who are curious about life. People who like baklava. People who grew up in parts of the world that don't make the news. Alguien con quien puedo practicar el espanol--b/c i'm losing it completely...

Music:

Genesis (w/ Peter Gabriel); Rush; Pedro the Lion; Eliot Smith; Bob Dylan; Chopin; Bach's cello suites; Rufus Wainwright; G&R...I'm all over the board, and I'm not sure if there's the slightest cohesion

Television:

jeopardy (in spite of the commercials for garlique and cialis).

Books:

Inferno (Dante); Immortality (Kundera); Letters to a Young Poet (Rilke); Cold Mountain Poems (Gary Snyder); Wise Blood (O'Conner); 30 Love Songs & a Song of Despair (Neruda); Moby Dick (Melville); Asher Lev (Potok); Scarlet Letter (Hawthorne); The Tragic Sense of Life (Unamuno); Death in Midsummer (Mishima); The Sun Also Rises (Hemingway); The Perks of Being a Wallflower; The Brothers K (Duncan); 100 Years of Solitude (Garcia Marquez)...

Heroes:

Abe Lincoln. Not that I would walk six miles to return two pennies, but I'm curious about the guy. Whenever I'm in DC, I like to go to his memorial late at night to think...like two in the morning, when there's no tourists snapping pictures or cars driving down the mall. I bet he was a peaceful man.

My Blog

a conclusion

Today was an electric pink rose I pulled from the bouquet on Grandma's casket and laid on mom's grave, across the lane. I laid it on the stone slab that I had dug out of the snow with the toe of my bl...
Posted by David on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 10:02:00 PST

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"From this hour I ordain myself loosed of limits and imaginary lines" -W.W. Thanks to those who have offered condolences, thoughts of encouragement, prayers, and other small tokens to Angela an...
Posted by David on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 11:51:00 PST

apples and oranges

"Was it really necessary," I wonder looking at the new office bathroom sign, "to follow the phrase 'Please close door after using air freshener' with a clip-art picture of a choking woman grasping he...
Posted by David on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 02:52:00 PST

Lost the Plot

Watching someone die makes me feel like everything is a little bit pointless. Makes me feel like I've lost the narrative. Like my moments are all crumpled pieces of paper on the floor n...
Posted by David on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 09:14:00 PST

copyright 2006

When the crazy woman left, who had come for legal help to copyright her vegetables, I was still sitting at my desk with headphones on. Me and Mark Knopfler and a pile of data entry. I was at trac...
Posted by David on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 01:07:00 PST

voices

Found an old cassette tape last night--the one Sis and I discovered years ago, a recording of us playing with a tape-recorder at the ages of 4 and 5. Of all the days we could've chosen to record, the ...
Posted by David on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The Old World

When in a mad hurry, I should know better than to go to the Foodland in Bloomfield. Even the automatic doors open slowly: the approximate pace of an old lady with a walker. The kind of doors that ma...
Posted by David on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

under my skin

So I'm dying a vat of skin-colored mesh. The kind you see ice-skaters wearing, that you're not supposed to see b/c it's a color called "flesh." But you can see it anyway, and it makes you stare in h...
Posted by David on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

snowballing

So I formed a rather substantial, well-crafted snowball last night, and carried it up three flights of steps toward my unsuspecting fiancee. But as fate would have it (and usually does,) my frosty mi...
Posted by David on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

the valley below

in its third day of dormancy, the coffee on my desk has evaporated approximately 1/4" since I got too busy to drink it Tuesday. that's about the width of one red stripe on the amusingly patriotic, am...
Posted by David on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST