ABOUT ME

Dancer and web designer. I like to think and move.

PHILOSOPHY

Two days ago I ended up leaving downtown Seattle at around five pm. The five pm downtown buses are always sort of spiritual experience. They're always packed and people are dead silent. Typically you'll see a few readers and a few people slumped half asleep. I was standing behind a woman with incredibly bulgy eyes. The sort of eyes that give you the sense that you are looking at wet, fragile organ and not just a part of a face. Looking at them was an experience not unlike holding up a baggie with a recently purchased tropical fish in it. They were fascinating and so I spent most of the bus ride wishing she'd turn around so that I could get another glimpse of them.

Yesterday while taking the bus to work, I was sitting across from a flustered guy in a business suit. He was taking papers out of his briefcase and putting them on his lap or on the seat next to him. His tie caught my eye. It was covered in an elephant design. I doubt that I could have designed a more elegant animal themed tie, the color scheme was nice and it looked like it had been purchased recently.

I really badly wanted to lean close to him and say:

"It looks like you've got a case of elephant-tie-tis."

But he was pretty intent on his papers and I couldn't establish eye contact so timidity prevailed. As I walked to work I imagined what the best lie to tell about the elephant-tie-tis joke would be. Should he laugh? Should he be confused, angry or embarrassed? I ultimately decided he should pause... create tension... and then chuckle to himself.

Two days ago, Sarah, Andrew and I were walking past a massive online gambling billboard featuring a seductively posed Nikki Cox. Sarah wondered aloud how many people were masturbating to that billboard. I think my experience fantasizing scenarios about the elephant man makes me wonder how often we might be actors in some ludicrous and far less pedestrian fancies in the minds of someone we don't know.

Why I’m on Couchsurfing

HOW I PARTICIPATE IN COUCHSURFING

I have a guest bedroom in the Fremont neighborhood in Seattle. I would love to host interesting people, cook for them and show them around the city.

Interests

Old ballrooms, public transportation, short stories, long stories, towardness, the Argentine Tango

Music, Movies, and Books

Movies:
The Passion of Joan of Arc
Tampopo
8 1/2
Casablanca
Hayao Miyazaki Films

Music:
The Mountain Goats
Neutral Milk Hotel
Astor Piazzolla
Anything in waltz time really seems to get to me.

Books:
What We Talk About When We Talk About Love (Raymond Carver)
Where I'm Calling From (Raymond Carver)
The History of Sexuality (Michel Foucault)
Play it as it Lays (Joan Didion)
Sex, Drugs and Cocopuffs (Chuck Klosterman)

One Amazing Thing I’ve Done

My Grandparents live in an assisted living home with the second oldest woman in Iowa. Her name is Neva. She's 110 years old. She's outlived her husband and all of her children. Neva is a very social person.and likes to have people coming in and out of her room. She will often capriciously use the home's alert button so that the staff will pay her a visit. One morning at five am she called . A gangly amiable nurse's aide named Charley responded.

"What can I do for you Neva?"

She paused. Then scowling:

"I JUST WANT SOMEBODY TO BE NICE TO ME."

"Well I'll be nice to you Neva."

"Ok."

"Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Well... no."

As he turned to go she said "Wait!"

"Yes" he said.

"Scratch my back."

And he did.

Teach, Learn, Share

I can teach Argentine tango dancing and cooking.
I can share cooking and stories.
I want to learn Spanish and yoga.

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