How about we… get a late night drink when I'm done with work around 1am?
How about we… explore the city and drink some wine.
Things I don't understand and consequently despise:
organized religion, having lots of children, the American medical system, house/techno music, cilantro "allergies," blind patriotism, taking off my flip-flops at airport security, movies based on comic books, the TEA party, and shitty wine.
An awesome place I've visited:
Angel Falls, Venezuela; Galapagos Islands; Ihla Grande, Brazil; that place in Panama where I lost my toenail and my blackberry.
My perfect Sunday:
Sleeping in, going to brunch (instead of working it), catching up on the daily show, taking a nap after sleeping in, talking about but probably not actually going to the gym, getting some reading done, finally remembering to pick up my dry cleaning then realizing theyre closed sundays, trying a new pinot noir and planning my next adventure.
The movie I've watched the most times:
Lebowski, office space, my fair lady.
My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:
If only I were that succinct.
My first concert / My dream concert:
First: Eve 6 (yes, I know, Eve 6--I was twelve, ok?) Dream: Brad Nowell singing the lead for Radiohead opening for RHCP.
Obscure knowledge I possess:
How to categorize phonemes of several African languages. And I know way too much about tequila.
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
know how to laugh at themselves, are a little bit nerdy, and have a superior propensity for the written word.
For me, a first date no-no is:
being a picky eater or talking about team sports. I don't care how "you" or "we" did! I don't even know those guys and I bet you don't either!
A story you should remind me to tell you on our first date:
About the time I got chased by drug traffickers in Jalisco, Mexico while distilling tequila.
I secretly want to be:
a Buddhist monk, a sloth (three-toed), a winemaker, a novelist, or just a slightly better version of myself. Some of those are less secret than others.
I want to be with someone who wants to be:
traveling, seeing and doing new things, finding the humor in just about everything, learning, driving fast, honest, pushing themselves and me intellectually and spiritually.
An infatuation of mine:
Burgundy (red and white, I don't discriminate) Kurt Vonnegut. The color orange. Taoism. Mitch Hedberg. Scrabble. Tomatoes. Grammar and language Salvador Dali. Working out to balance the drinking. Hospitality and making people happy.
If I won the lottery and quit my job, I would:
Open a restaurant and do basically what I'm doing now. Except I'd be rich.
One thing my mother would want you to know about me:
Hmm, she might warn you that my taste far outreaches my current income. Or that I suck at folding clothes. Or that I have a tendency to accumulate speeding tickets.
I want to come home to:
Good wine with a loyal partner in crime.