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"I do not have all my teeth, but you wouldn't know it looking at me. None of them are fake, either, so figure that one out,..."
More about Chris
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Schools (Other):
University of Minnesota, UC Berkeley
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Occupation:
teacher
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Hobbies and Interests:
reading, music, baseball, art, scratching itches, nature, bicycling, traveling, laughing, carnies, stickin it to the man, iron-ons, poaching eggs, magnetism, nudity, free thinking, shoes, mental powers
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Favorite Books:
People's History of the US, Sandy Koufax: A Lefty's Legacy, Mason & Dixon, The Metaphysical Club, Cadillac Desert, Sheltering Sky, Siddartha, The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter, Confessions of a Mask, White Noise, Kavalier and Clay, Dan Yack, Snow Country, Suburban Motels, The Phantom Tollbooth, The Grouchy Ladybug, etc
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Favorite Movies:
Seven Samurai, Nights of Cabiria, Punch-Drunk Love, The Thing (remake), the Lady Eve, Dawn of the Dead, Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid, Jaws, Grand Illusion, Sanjuro, High and Low, Curse of the Demon, The In-Laws (orig), City of God, 28 Days Later, Pinata: Survival Island
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Favorite Music:
The Arcade Fire, Animal Collective, Low, Tyrone Davis, Destroyer, Broadcast, Spacemen 3, Big Star, Booker T, Nick Drake, The Faces, Bettye Swann, Nick Cave, Johnny and Dolly and Willie and Waylon and Merle, Ted Leo, New Order, Black Sabbath, Bob Dylan, Toots and the Maytalls, Kelley Stoltz, John Coltrane, Doris Duke, Marvin Gaye, Frankie Miller, Gillian Welch, British Sea Power, Wilco, Magnetic Fields, the Who
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Favorite TV Shows:
shows with chimps
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Zodiac Sign:
Capricorn
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About Me:
I do not have all my teeth, but you wouldn't know it looking at me. None of them are fake, either, so figure that one out, Sherlock. I mostly wear shirts and pants. I can be a reluctant dancer, though will be enthusiastic once convinced. I have the strength of three men. Mustaches are a mystery to me -- how do you grow one? Do I need to fertilize my lip or something? Use a special cream or ointment? For better or worse, mustaches are not part of who I am, but my dad wore one for years. Until my mom told him he'd look younger without one, that is. He shaved it off the next morning and has been mustache-free ever since.
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Who I Want to Meet:
People who like themselves and other people too. And those who like new things and doing stuff. And a chimpanzee. Gene Hackman. Hott chix. Great cooks. People who know something about plants. Those who will inspire me to exercise. A beautiful French girl with curly brown hair named Fleur who was almost kissed by a shy American boy under a big bright moon in the middle of a vineyard in southern France in 1987.
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And he brings his own powdered sugar to
parties!
me, hes gonna have one heck of a new
year....
chris make the "kissing machine," the
most intricate craft at the whole
shindig. i glued 3 clothes-pins together
and called them rudolph. then i invited
chris to a poker game and he took all
my money, and played an awesome
mix of songs on his i-pod that i had
never heard of while taking my money.
but like all hipster superheroes, chris
has his own kryptonite. i am not telling
what it is, but it can be found at Thee
Parkside . . .
for a good time, a great sounding board,
and always prepared! He must have
been a great boy scout! I give him *****
anyone. So I won't start here.
Who am I kidding? Chris teaches small
children to love, he is gentle to the
little creatures and he still does not
know how to dress a fish.
There is boating, and then there is
boating with Chris.
always wanted to be friends with! He has an
aura around him that glows of good ole
wholesome sincerity, and when the chips
fall...you know Chris will always be there to
help you count them.
There is only one thing I can't figure out...his
teen-wolf ability to change his entire look
with the blink of an eye (hint: blinking for
beginer only)
who is always a joy to be near, even with
that rash.
his uncanny ability to pull me out of a surly
mood despite my best efforts to stay surly.
That and he's got the coolest shirts of any guy
i know. except for that one. ugh, that one
sucks.
this: Man, is he strong! Like a
proverbial ox, only real! One time we
were sort of playfighting in a very
straight, non-homoerotic way and he
just lifted me over his head like
Charles Atlas! Then he spun me around
and threw me directly into my cheetah-
print bean-bag. I was like, "Wow! Talk
about strong!." Then he just started
running around in circles and breaking
stuff and breathing really weird. Just
exhaling really loudly and making a
sound like, "koooo-rahhhh" the whole
time. I just sort of let him wind down
and pretty soon he was sleeping like a
drunken baby.