symmetry, probability, people watching, metallurgy, the beautiful game, grammar, obfuscation, the color blue, Pythagorean triples, sarcasm, civil engineering, sixth gear, palendromes, irreverence, Metroid, perfection
Music
Guns N' Roses, Pink Floyd, The Doors, Led Zeppelin, Pearl Jam, The Who |
Prokofiev, Beethoven, Rachmaninoff, Mozart, Dvorak
Movies
Anything trippy, convoluted, and colorful. Like: "The Miracle Worker."
Also, I like artistic "films." Think: the Poison Ivy trilogy.
Television
I'm really digging the DVR channel.
Books
I like to while away my days making lists of books that I would read were I not illiterate. In a perfect world, books-on-tape would come on CD, or possibly in movie format.
On cold rainy afternoons, I breeze through "The Protestant Work Ethic and the Spirit of Capitalism." Just like "The Cat in the Hat" and "The Catcher in the Rye," it's purely factual.
Heroes
Anyone who's ever cried during the movie Poltergeist
Slash
Recreational marathon runners
The inventor of the Klondike bar
The person third-in-line to the Danish throne
Someone who owns a 1972 Ferrari Dino 246 GT
My surgeons
David's Details
Status:
In a Relationship
Orientation:
Straight
Hometown:
Williamsport, PA (I blame my parents)
Ethnicity:
White / Caucasian
Zodiac Sign:
Aquarius
Children:
Proud parent
Education:
College graduate
David's Schools
American University
Washington,Washington DC
Graduated: 2001
Student status: Alumni
Degree: Bachelor's Degree
About me: "Lucky for us, there is a God, and he gave us light, the beasts, and the dark angel Lucifer, who gave us jagermeister, strip clubs, and Ticketmaster." -- David Wallace, April 25, 2006
"Escargot. My car go 160, swiftly. Wreck it, buy a new one. Ya' crew run run run. Ya' crew run run." -- Christopher Wallace, circa April 1996
In 1967, a group of physicists, theologians, and poets secretly met in Cleveland, Ohio to ponder the future of knowledge and discovery in the United States. Being that this meeting took place at the height of the Cold War, their purpose extended beyond the mere notion that scientific advancement may have reached a plateau. Instead, their covert meeting centered on how to extend the limits of science and knowledge to gain an upper-hand in the worldwide balance of power.
Realizing that the applications of physics to war were a far too obvious use of their combined talents, the clandestine gathering chose a different path: they sought to establish new parameters for and new measures of wealth and power. They scheduled periodic meetings to test their theories. Their efforts were met with numerous setbacks along the way: the 1969 disaster at Altamont; the 1972 OPEC oil embargo; Richard Nixon's resignation; Rod Stewart's rise to fame. However, time, progress, the human spirit, and a little ingenuity prevailed.
Their efforts reached a critical mass in 1978. A presentation at the University of Chicago on the quantum mechanics of negatively-charged ions and the notion of non-rotating electron clouds sparked a revelation that physical matter and spiritual matters were at once the same and yet completely unrelated. This thought gave life to the concept that a higher being--i.e. religion's notion of a "Chosen One" or a "Savior" and science's notion of a "Superman"--was nothing more than a person who was not mentally bound by the physical constraints of our world. In other words, they realized that perception is only one view of reality and that a change in perception could fundamentally alter reality.
I was born right after they realized this.
I think these guys went on to make the movie "The Adventures of Buckaroo Bonzai and the Journey to the 4th Dimension." Obviously, the manifestation of their discoveries was just about as stupid as their original intent.
True story: At the age of 15, I dropped out of high school. Two weeks before my sophomore year was to begin, I picked up the phone and told my school that I was transferring. They asked how long I’d be gone. I said "forever." They told me to call them back if I changed my mind. They did NOT, however, ask for proof. I was never required to produce parental signatures! Incidentally, whereas most high school dropouts would have hit the proverbial crack pipe, I hoisted my sails for the wonderful world of prep school, whereupon I became the polished motherf@$#er I am today.
Who I'd like to meet: Fans of Matt Rees. Friends of Matt Rees. Enemies of Matt Rees. Those who have heard of Matt Rees. Haz-mat teams with "Matt Rees" experience.
Oh, and evidently, there's a German girl who thinks Matt Rees is dreamy. I'd like her to meet my crack team of anthropologists, psychologists, and steer wranglers.
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