Your Name:
Lance
Nicknames:
None that I am aware of.
Hometown:
Bakersfield, CA
Current Residence:
San Francisco, CA (via Boston, MA, Burlington, VT, Jersey City, NJ and Baltimore, MD)
Croutons or bacon bits?
Croutons, pronounced CROOT-nz
Favorite salad dressing:
Bleu Cheese
Do you drink?
Yes.
Ever gone skinny dipping?
Yes.
In an outdoor pool of an apartment building?
No.
Do you make fun of people?
Often. I am usually the person who says the things that other people are thinking.
Favorite color:
Deep, fiery red. But it makes me look blotchy.
Ever been convicted of a crime?
No.
One pillow or two?
One. 100% goose down. Semi-firm.
Pets?
A cat, Paris. I also have several pet peeves.
Favorite type of music?
Anything you can dance to, except that droning, horrific, Circuit Party thump-thump crap.
Hobbies:
Shoes, art, music, pretending my entire life is being filmed.
Dream car:
'67 Mustang convertible.
Type of car you drive now:
Not a car. I drive a 2001 Cannondale F600. White. I named it The Pope, so I can say, "I'm going to go ride The Pope now."
Words or phrases you overuse:
Anyway. Soooo... Really?
Most romantic moment:
Paris in February, the Latin Quarter. My boyfriend and I are searching for the A.P.C. store when, in teh distance, I see a flash of lightning. The sky grows ominously dark and the wind, cold and biting, comes up. We hear something, like cloth moving, heavy and rustling, and realize that it is hailing very close by. We run, then, looking for shelter in a neighborhood curiously without cafés of any sort. Standing in an alcove of a bank, closed for the weekend, the hail turns into flurries, and we are huddled close together, trying to fit inside the relative safety of the doorway, and I look at him and say, "Kiss me, right now." He does, and I say, "We've kissed in a snowstorm in Paris."
Are you a hopeless romantic?
See above.
Do you get along with your parents?
Parent. When we talk, we get along.
Favorite town to chill out in:
San Francisco
Favorite ice cream:
Ben & Jerry's Coffee Heath Bar Crunch
Favorite alcoholic drink:
G&T. Used to favor Sapphire, recently upgraded to Tanqueray No. 10 Dirty Martini
Favorite soft drink:
Root Beer, assorted brands. Virgil's when I can find it.
What's your bedtime?
9:30 - 10:00pm. I rise at 6am. I'm all old and shit.
Favorite song:
David Sylvian, "Before the Bullfight" (9.2mb)
Last record bought:
Beck, "Guero"
Favorite website:
www.nytimes.com
Adidas, Nike, or Reebok?
Puma
What's on your mouse pad?
A honeycomb design supposed to help those glowing red lights track better. Made by X-Trac.
Favorite smell:
Vetiver.
Least favorite smell:
Homeless person shit.
Least favorite food:
Lima beans.
What's your idea of hell?:
Los Angeles, CA
Favorite perfume or cologne:
Acqua di Parma
Favorite Movie:
Wings of Desire
Favorite sport to watch:
Men's gymnastics. Hello?
Favorite sport to play:
I don't play sports. I tend to sweat.
Most humiliating moment:
Wetting myself on stage in the first grade Christmas pageant.
What is the first thing you think when you wake up in the morning?
One more hour of sleep. Please?
What do you look for in a significant other?
Humor, gentleness, a kind disposition and an understanding of $300 dinner bills for two.
Say one nice thing about the person who sent this to you:
I stole it from Jonno. Hello Jonno. You are sexxay!
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