Floozy low-fashion hussy
How about we… celebrate Mardi Gras ... aka Fat Tuesday ... aka Pancake Day?
How about we… Muckraking extravaganza around your or my neighborhood. If we find enough brigands, bring 'em to City Hall!!!
How about we… Skiball tournament at local arcade enlivened with banter about how much we loathe the 80's.
An awesome place I've visited:
An old Italian restaurant on Geary Street in San Francisco my family and I go to whenever we're over there. Fake plastic grapes hanging from arbors, pretty good pie, Dean Martin on the jukeboxes at every table...
My perfect Sunday:
Reading, cuddling with a honey and my cat, with the front door open, so that I can hear the music of my neighbors wafting through my living room.
The movie I've watched the most times:
About A Boy. The perpetual struggle of a grown-up bullied kid and the ignored demons who haunt him. I'm that guy, but also the sweet Simon kid as well...and therefore there's hope (and fun).
My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:
I'm too young for history.
My first concert / My dream concert:
Mumford and Sons in a small, intimate theater with people who love to sing along with giggle at their wordsmithing.
Obscure knowledge I possess:
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
are like boys.
What I would bring to show and tell:
Well, I once brought my cat once, but that was when I was in the second grade.
I secretly want to be:
a superhero (in argyle, and a green bowtie). standing at the front of a classroom, saving young people from...well, I haven't gotten that far yet.
An infatuation of mine: