How about we… Go through restaurants, find and take pictures of some deep, philosophical bathroom graffiti to live by or laugh at.
How about we… go have tea and philosophize.
How about we… Gallavant. Trapse. I'll make you cocktails. We'll go be foodies. Boozies? Wax philosophic. Converse. Simmer. Conspire. Make fun of things. Make things funny. Get weird. Get wired.
How about we… pretend like were in Paris at Le Philosophe.
How about we… Have a deep philosophical discussion while we eat mcnuggets at midnight in the kids' party room at McDonalds.
How about we… go to a restaurant near the beach and engage in a rich open minded philosophical conversation, then sit in the sand and do nothing but stare at one another.
How about we… Play Trivia at Dilworth Grille or play cornhole and bingo at Philosopher's Stone?
How about we… Play chess philosophically, have useless conversations, chill out in a gym, celebrate Love and wash our hands.
How about we… meet for a light snack then walk in the park to share philosophical views..
How about we… get chocolate chip cookies at Levain bakery and then walk around Central Park or meet for dinner at Le Philosophe in the East Village?
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goofy and philosophical in frequent/rapid alternation, has a mischievious sense of adventure and an intellectual sense of humor, who likes to spend time on the patio doing nothing some days and out exploring the world other days, and who enjoys useless knowledge, bad singing to the radio, and good food & better conversation. Most of all, someone who values what I value -- commitment to family, few friends, but really good ones, life at a pace you can enjoy, making your own choices without caring what the chattering classes think and courage to do the right thing even when it's hard.
a philosopher/philanthropist/actress/chef/writer/action hero.
A native new yorker back in the big city looking to have some fun and maybe engage in some philosophical debates with someone.
Out in space. Or a philosopher.
Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, closely followed by Eyes wide Shut.
This is pretty obscure otherwise I might have a job teaching in academia......Hegel's early philosophical writings . . .Only mentioning it because never had the chance to before...and this was decades ago ...Don't worry , we do NOT EVER have to discuss and I won't ask you about or tell you about!!!
Either my original LOTR double sided theatre movie poster, my signed copy of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (in Japanese), or the antique wooden dragon my parents' got me for Christmas one year..
I just moved to New York from Washington, DC. which means that I am just learning. Let's see how this works... Barthes wrote "Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire." I think that quote says a lot about me - I'm a designer, and I sketch to create myself, and to create things of beauty. I listen to Phillip Glass and Delirium. I write recursive programs in LISP and wear Prada. In fact, i know as much about maths as I do about 20th century literature and fashion (which isn't much). I feel like I have been wondering through the desert a while. I drink wine and write bad poetry to support my career habit. No. Try again... I write wine and drink bad poetry to support the military-industrial complex. Hmmm...start over: Sage-like, goal-oriented, Neruda-wanna-be, Philosopher-King (in my mind) on the Sin-Scale , strategically situated between greed and sloth - work is fun, but its a means, not an end; a challenging career in design; a preference for dinner at eclectic restaurants: I am a foodie. I am an blend of East and West coast. I am somewhere in my thirties (5'10 with heels). I have a nice family, relatively speaking. A younger brother, and two older parents, one female and one male, and a very large extended brood. I am comfortable sitting at home wearing a suit as well as going out and wearing a suit; sometimes I wear absolutely nothing but manola blahniks and a hermes scarf - but only for tea at the four seasons while contemplating notions of beingness and time, or at least positioning a copy of Walter Benjamin's Illuminations on the table so people don't think I'm vapid. I was assembled in the US, but my parts are mostly Kosher. I have a discernible geeky side, but hide it well.
Mini-pianist in San Francisco becomes composer in St. Louis becomes teenage philosopher in New York becomes adult theater director/writer/filmmaker.
In the spectrum of Americana, I would venture to guess that most of the knowledge I possess (if any at all) would widely be designated as obscure. I wax philosophical.