See, the important thing is the rhythm - always have rhythm in your shaking. Now, a Manhattan you shake to foxtrot, a Bronx to two-step time and a dry martini you always shake to waltz time.
- Nick Charles
Really, you should stir all of these, but it sounds better the way Nick Charles says it.
I like brains. Huge, throbbing, brains. I hope you do too.
I like clothes from the 1940's, complex palates, women with gams, the sweet burn of ginger, a preference for pork belly over just bacon (really, bacon's overdone), watching Dr. Who on pantsless Fridays, and sleeping in when really, I should be running.
Ask me how often I run.
Or sleep in.
Never. But it sounded good.
I love to dance. And not in the white-boy "I'll wave back and forth on the dance floor please love me" way, but as in "No, really, I will fly to North Carolina or the south of France just to attend a Balboa or Lindy Hop workshop just because I GET TO DANCE FOR A WEEK STRAIGHT". But I'm delighted to dance at clubs, hip-hop, a car, the shower, whatever.
I can't draw but I will make you artistic cocktails. Verbatim "He was fun and a good conversationalist and what the hell was in that drink??"
I like fooling people into thinking I'm an extrovert.
I love cooking with bourbon - sometimes it even goes in the food.
I think Agricola is more fun than Settlers, but you win bonus points if you can play either (or are willing to learn for super nerdy delights - totally worth it, the food on Game Nights is incredible).
I am the Hulk Holgan of Lilliputians.