How about we… Check out some good, free chamber music at Concerts at Second.
How about we… Check out some chamber music at Concerts at Second.
How about we… hang out at the Occupy Baltimore site, and trek around downtown.
An awesome place I've visited:
The most beautiful road in Baltimore, Springlake Drive. Designed by the man who made Roland Park, who had the idea of making a new America. Wouldn't have been too shabby.
My perfect Sunday:
After a light lunch, a long hike in the woods, some thrift store browsing, and Chipotle's!
The movie I've watched the most times:
Oh gosh. Honestly? Natural Born Killers.
My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:
So I was a misfit, an outcast. I mean, the misfits and outcasts wouldn't even have me, right? Well, now I'm everyman's man, I get along with all, but damned if I'm not stuck with some quirky bits. I made a lot of mistakes along the way, and I mean it, but wow, I had no idea where I'd end up now. No drinking, no smoking, practicing martial arts every day, gone vegan (don't worry), and just really getting the best out of this life thing!
My first concert / My dream concert:
Hahaha, ohh no. My early concert days were kinda crazy. Besides the obnoxious punk scene that dominated my town at my age, there was this band I went to see, Bad Luck 13. They were crazy. Lighting fireworks on the dancefloor, rockets whizzing past my head, this one guy's going around blowing fire at people, I mean AT PEOPLE, they're running, hiding, people are fleeing the joint, the guy comes up to me, and I'm totally stoked, I'm like, "yes! yes!" and he turns away! I was so disappointed. I wanted to get set on fire! And then this flaming baseball bat (it was plastic, but it was flaming!) whizzes at my head, I duck, and the lead singer is smashing the mic into his face so hard the globe is gone and blood is running down his face, it was nuts! And you know? They still play sometimes.... Some people.
Obscure knowledge I possess:
a whole lotta religious junk. ...that I love so much!
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
believe in, and, even worse, are doing, something!
For me, a first date no-no is:
Indecency to strangers
What I would bring to show and tell:
A story you should remind me to tell you on our first date:
how I got that little scar under my eye
I secretly want to be:
A writer, speaker, and artist.
I want to be with someone who wants to be:
An infatuation of mine:
If I won the lottery and quit my job, I would:
Devote myself to learning and activism.
One thing my mother would want you to know about me:
That you better treat me right! Heheh, that's what she said, seriously. She told me in no uncertain terms, "I don't care who you bring home, so long as she treats you right and makes you happy." However, finding both is harder than I thought!
I want to come home to:
Books and Bedtime