How about we… get drunk somewhere. Imaginative? No. Reliable with proven results? Yes.
How about we… hop a plane to a random Central American country and spend a long weekend backpacking around. Seriously-- I mean, it's a little different, but very doable. (Separate rooms if we *must*).
An awesome place I've visited:
Patagonia, Argentina. Two week dirt bike trip from coast to border. Yes, pretty much as awesomely fun as it sounds.
My perfect Sunday:
Sunshine + skate Golden Gate Park all the way to Ocean beach + beer on the beach + back into town + night out. Good times.
The movie I've watched the most times:
My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:
Born in Tasmania (Australia's Alaska) and found my way to San Francisco, via a two year stop in Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Somehow found a job (career?!) that I'm ok at along the way. All about adventure. Frequently injured. Entering a quarter-life crisis.
My first concert / My dream concert:
After one too many shitty "dream concerts" where I watched a bored, half-assed performance that reminded my why [insert band/artist] hasn't put out a decent record in 10 years, I'm reminded why I'd rather see a hungry, young band who'll give it 110%, where I can... drink plentifully without lining up.
Obscure knowledge I possess:
Far too much (i.e. rudimentary Khmer and how to work with fiberglass.)
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
Have traveled a little/lot. Also those who can use "Californian" as an adjective to describe themselves (not in the literal sense).
For me, a first date no-no is:
anything to do with money, including discussion around the fact that I'm picking up the check.
A story you should remind me to tell you on our first date:
being out at sea on a fishing boat during a storm in Cambodia. The only time in my life I've ever actually thought (and rationalized) that I was probably going to die.
I secretly want to be:
An infatuation of mine:
If I won the lottery and quit my job, I would:
Spend the next 5-10 years wandering the globe working out what to do with it.