I got myself a new car in May (finally! It was WAY overdue). My stereo is louder and clearly audible to cars and pedestrians where it was not before, because people waiting at bus stops and for the light to change look over, when they did not before...
What's so private about me liking my music loud, you ask?
Not much. My recent secret shame has been that I have noticed a pattern. Ever since it became clear that anyone around could indeed hear my music at the level I play it, turns out I am WAY more likely to get embarrassed enough to quickly turn down "Call Me Maybe" so that the bus stop/crosswalk strangers don't judge.
And yet, on the other hand, I was recently BLASTING some old school Nate Dogg, cruising solo up La Cienega, and singing along like I was 'bout it. At the stoplight before the Bev. Center, I felt eyes on me, I look left, and some Big Poppa-looking guy in a tricked-out Escalade is staring straight me with a great smile, as I am "looking for some groupie love" and asks (both of our windows down), "Whatchyou know about that, girl?" I was instantly mortified. Called the f out. And yet? Not enough to turn it down.
Carly Rae Jepson and One Direction? Shhh...Well, I wouldn't want people to draw inaccurate conclusions about me, would I?
You should message me if:
You are (close to or already) what you wanted to be when you grew up.
If you can identify something that you love that you are doing in your life right now.
You are on the more masculine end of the spectrum.
You would rather meet for a****ail than a coffee.
You aren't super neurotic about how you look.
You have a healthy ego-balance.
Oh--you also have to hate a number of people with me...lets start with Freud, Sallie Mae, and...Jeff Reed. You down?
I love music and will see absolutely anything live, I adore the Hollywood Bowl and the Palladium and see whatever I can there, whenever I can.
Best shows I have seen in recent years at the Bowl & Palladium? Tom Petty, STP, The Cure, Aerosmith, Faith No More, Black Keys... To psych myself up on the way to or from the office or whatever, I stick primarily to filthy explicit rap, CA punk rock, and random Top 40 singles by a variety of one-hit-wonders. Oh-and it's super loud. Feels risky when cops are nearby, but I am not clear exactly what I am risking by blasting the lid off of Kelly Clarkson....oh well, "Whatever kills you makes you stronger, right?" Whatever. I risk it DAILY.
I am equally open with food, and have a semi-secret cheese addiction that is only in partial remission. I love eating out, and love cooking and chilling at home.
My only real anti-foods are: I would detest a situation where I had to eat any meat while attached to bone (although buffalo sauce and friends? Delish! Only, wingless...), mayonnaise is absolutely creepster incarnate, and I'm pretty sure I don't like any color of curry, although I admit I may have tried it all wrong...
In RANDOM Sampler Order:
Intervention--(got my pic taken w/ Ken Seeley, for real!) :-)
The People's Court
Trailer Park Boys
Gone With the Wind
Psychological Assessment: A Conceptual Approach
Adventures in Babysitting
Secret of Nimh
Flight of the Navigator
In the Mouth of Madness
Wes Craven's New Nightmare
What Dreams May Come