Hi. Thanks for dropping by. :)
I really, really wish I knew what to put here. I prefer a quirky, seemingly-irrelevant ramble to best convey what's important about me, something that points obliquely towards my personality and disposition, discernable to those with a bent for personal explication. Yeah, that hasn't worked so well. Sadly, then, I'll provide a garden-variety bio, followed by my typical weirdness for those inclined to read on.
I'm a machinist. I play drums and guitar. I'm in a band. I prefer metal and classical, but I like all kinds of music. I like to read and think and drink coffee and talk about deep things. I have tattoos and I like motorcycles. I'm looking for a woman who is looking for a guy like me. But she has to be beautiful, smart, and funny, too.
[Original Bio] Since Poseidon insists that I prattle on about myself until this little box is full, I suppose I should find a fresh and accurate metaphor to paint me into your noggin.... But then I hafta consider how much of me in which colors you want slathered over which corners of your cognitive canvas, and I'm left scratching my head. Moreover, I find myself wondering whether I should use a big fuzzy roller, a brush, or one of those scrapey things like Bob Ross uses. A rattle can might get good coverage, but then you'd have all those vapors wafting about (and though your being all dizzy and light headed might be to my benefit, I'd prefer my charm, rather than aerosol propellant, have that effect). Geeze, I guess I'll have to think more and get back to you on this.
...and kudos if you see my winking. ;-)