David is sweet, soft spoken, dreamy and daring
enough to jump into teaching math to the tough
kids of Baltimore straight out of Oberlin. He can
tell enthralling stories and explain seemingly
limitless complexity with a few quick strokes of
the pencil. He was a most excellent roommate
and housemate, and adds a secret ingredient of
flavor to any situation. Maybe like cocoa powder
in tomato sauces. He is experimental, fun,
creative, and a loyal friend.
David is a big giant magical flying blue
dragon masquerading as a medium-
sized Harkness hippie-boy. You should
love him for his hair, his facial
expressions, his total devotion to
cooperative living, and the weird
Cockney accents he gives the trolls
when he reads The Hobbit out loud in
front of the fireplace. Someday David
will rid the world of injustice using only a
computer mouse, a maypole, and a
valise full of kitchen gadgets, and then
we will all live happily ever after eating
cut-up apples and drinking soy cocoa
on a pile of squishy pillows.
David is my wise and ancient wolf uncle,
my Tuesday or Wednesday night ritual.
He is a bookish mead-drinking Anglo-
Saxon, inspired computer genius
Valjean, with a dark head of long soft
curls and a rich and resonating
baritone that would send the lambs and
lions to stable. Compassion embodied,
David defends the honor of all that we
do not yet understand. A perfect
gentleman to all creatures of this
earth, even when pirating on the town.
He is an absolutely lovely fellow!
enough to jump into teaching math to the tough
kids of Baltimore straight out of Oberlin. He can
tell enthralling stories and explain seemingly
limitless complexity with a few quick strokes of
the pencil. He was a most excellent roommate
and housemate, and adds a secret ingredient of
flavor to any situation. Maybe like cocoa powder
in tomato sauces. He is experimental, fun,
creative, and a loyal friend.
dragon masquerading as a medium-
sized Harkness hippie-boy. You should
love him for his hair, his facial
expressions, his total devotion to
cooperative living, and the weird
Cockney accents he gives the trolls
when he reads The Hobbit out loud in
front of the fireplace. Someday David
will rid the world of injustice using only a
computer mouse, a maypole, and a
valise full of kitchen gadgets, and then
we will all live happily ever after eating
cut-up apples and drinking soy cocoa
on a pile of squishy pillows.
my Tuesday or Wednesday night ritual.
He is a bookish mead-drinking Anglo-
Saxon, inspired computer genius
Valjean, with a dark head of long soft
curls and a rich and resonating
baritone that would send the lambs and
lions to stable. Compassion embodied,
David defends the honor of all that we
do not yet understand. A perfect
gentleman to all creatures of this
earth, even when pirating on the town.
He is an absolutely lovely fellow!