I like to write.
I like to ride bikes.
But I wouldn't like to write a book about riding bikes.
All things considered I would rather eat a cheeseburger while listening to MIA, tucked carfully around the hips of a girl who just loves being a girl.

I am inspired by the collective epiphany of a crowd but I hate crowds.

I like fashion. I actually shop twice a year for clothes. I love a girl who can wear a pair of jeans as comfortably as nothing at all.

My goals include never leaving someone worse off than when I found them and remembering who I was when I saved ...

On a first date, I am not sure if I want to be caught in the rain unless there's a warm shower near by, or an excuse to buy a new outfit (not for me).

I don't think seven cups of coffee and dry pastry are much to crow about, can we just walk or sit under a tree, or, what the hell, lounge in front of a TV; it's not beneath me.

Paris? We would have to be inSeine. I am just kidding. I just wanted to work a pun into my otherwise totally normal profile.

If we cross off Paris and any meal more than five bucks, I guess that leaves a free concert in the park (just no jazz).

Okay, how about a bottle of Patrone Silver and a pizza?

A movie we can talk smack about?

Watch the news and poke fun at the right wing media?

Any way ...