Paul

software engineer, ex-editor, jack of all trades

outdoors, hiking, camping, theater, music, liberalism, fine arts, coarse arts, kinetic arts, absurd arts, garlic, cooking, eating, travel, home improvement, woodworking, mischief, subversion, sedition, speed scrabble, yoga

skipping toward gomorrah, lemony snicket, if chins could kill, kitchen confidential, harry potter, fast food nation

lord of the rings, spinal tap, best in show, office space, haiku tunnel, topsy turvy, rushmore, buckaroo banzai, evil dead 2, o brother where art thou, young frankenstein, love and death

they might be giants, david grisman, barenaked ladies, red elvises, shonen knife, aimee mann, young fresh fellows, bela fleck, talking heads, grateful dead, tom lehrer, igor stravinsky, camille saint-saens, gilbert & sullivan

(no cable right now), mystery science theater 3000, south park, simpsons, the tick, space ghost, rocky and bullwinkle, original star trek

I like quite a lot and hate very little, am serious where
needed but otherwise keep a grin half suppressed.

Responsibility, self sufficiency, maturity, and reliability
are the good parts of adulthood. I can do without the
predictable complacent catalog shopping part.

Though not a great singer or dancer, I cannot comprehend "I
don't sing" or "I don't dance." We've not saving our voices
and bodies for the cemetery.

My art projects almost never get finished. It's the journey,
not the destination.

Even if you don't sing or dance well, you sing and dance.

You have your own laugh and sense of humor. I won't always
understand you.

You see a time to be serious and a time not to.

You welcome the challenges of adulthood but intend to stay
youthful.

You don't readily seek approval. Sometimes you're selfish or
unreasonable.

You'd be alright without me and expect the same. You seek a
worthwhile adventure, not deliverance.

You're beautiful because you know you are.

It probably helps if some of our interests converge.

Any of this could apply as much to a friend as a love
interest. That's not a coincidence.