I'm passionate about life, painting, and being a father. The latter I'm sure screams sexy, footloose, and fancy free. Nevertheless, I'm an honest cat who craves sincerity, intimacy, and the close proximity of genuinely positive people who don't take themselves too seriously. I'm easy to get along with and make friends easily. Im as laid back as Snoop Dogg or Lion, aside from my cinematic and musical tastes which can at times make me guilty of being a selfish dj and tough movie date.
Mother nature's son, I enjoy taking weekends at my cabin, riding ATV's, enjoying the fresh air, water, and a midnight sky. I also enjoy going to shows, bars, and anything that gives me the chance to be social and perhaps woo women with my flawless roger rabbit dance moves.
My sarcastic, dark, offbeat, self deprecating sense of humor is sometimes misinterpreted as genuine thoughts of a jerk-off, and that was only funny when I wasn't single.
I hold compassion as the most valued characteristic in myself and others, we are far too cruel to each other. I place high importance on integrity, truth, and humility. I am most unattracted to pride, and attempt to remain as egoless as possible. Thus I try to welcome all criticisms and problems as blessings and ammunition to keep ego in check.
I enjoy women, flirting, conversation, parties, getting drunk once in a while, doing my best to enjoy this ride while im still breathing, although Im never one to disagree with a low key redbox and dominoes night. I usually tend to be down with most things we humans seem to enjoy.
If there is a movie involved, it should be unwatched and merely background distraction for lulls in conversation. At which point the vagueness of plot, character, and motives should be vocally hypothesized to kickstart more interesting conversation. For example:
Me- "so you graduated from Oregon State, huh?"
Me- "You like the taste of ducks?"
You- "............i, uh"
Me- " There is no way dude would be able to jump from that height into an army roll without blowing out both ankles, crushing several vertebrae, and severe internal bleeding. At the very least he would have a limp in his stride."
You- "my old bf used to limp like a gangster whenever we hung out with his friends"
Me-"tool, was he from Kearns?"
You- "Magna" lulz