I like to stay up late and sleep in late. I love what I do for a living, I’m grateful and fortunate for that, and I work very hard to preform at the best of my abilities. I love art, music, my motorcycle, and sex. I perpetually take photos. Passion is a must, so is that intangible, crazy, often immediate, chemistry that happens from time to time. I live for beautiful moments no one can plan or predict, they often fall into place from seemingly nowhere, bringing you up into a dream-place that will soon be stored with the memories you never want to forget--a moonlit ride on a motorcycle at 3am, the warm breeze blowing through your hair on the one day out of the year, the one day out of ever really, when its 80degrees at night in San Francisco. From Twin Peaks you end up laying on the sand at Ocean Beach warmed by a fire pit someone abandoned and left to burn down. Smelling of sea salt and sun, looking up at the stars with a feeling close to butterflies in your stomach but not in a nervous way, what is that feeling? It’s hope. And it’s wonder, and you see proof that anything really is possible in the suns and satellites shining above and looking back down on you. And you try to remember everything because you know this is one of those times and you never want it to end. I fucking love that shit. [U]Shameless plug[/U]: check out my photos at three ws, then [B]peacockingproductions[/B] then a period and cum with an o.

My Ideal Person You are someone who wants to go on that motorcycle ride at 3am and end up on the beach. You're honest, to the point of freaking some people out with your frankness. You're a cynical dreamer. Confident and outgoing, or confident and reserved to the general public, but outgoing when you choose. Or maybe I don't know who you are or what you're like. That's the fun of all this isn't it? Often the things I end up loving most in life are totally new to me or things I used to dislike. Go figure.