Hi! Since you're here, you're either wondering who the heck I am, or are very, very lost. So here it goes... Who am I? The Davest of all possible Daves!® OK, I heard you muttering, "Oh, right; that tells me a lot." Actually, it tells you quite a bit. Anyone who knows me will agree that I am the quintessence of Davishness. To make clear for those who aren't quite so lucky as to actually know me--and my quirky Sense-O-Humor--I'll answer a few common questions.
For a gentle introduction, I suggest you read the poem Dave Kellow sent me which summarizes what it is to be a Dave. It's called On Daves and Davedom. Thanks, Dave!
Before I continue... After a protracted and bitter fight, the US Supreme Court unfortunately ruled the Federal law requiring that I conspicuously display the following notice is indeed constitutional. Rather than not publishing a web page about myself, I've opted to comply. So, here it goes...
Can you say, "A Nordic God?"
Good, I knew you could. ;-) Dave is a bi-pedal hominoid, a close
genetic relative of chimpanzees and organgutans. However, Dave has a
strong psychic affinity for tigers (all felines, actually) and birds
of prey; this explains the Winged Tiger logo at the top of this
page--and you thought it was a gryphon, didn't you?
Last time he took a Myers-Briggs style test, he was pigeon-holed as XNFP, which means: a strongly Perceptive (16/20), Feeling (12/20), highly Intuitive (18/20) Ambivert (5/10). This pattern has been consistent for at least the last decade. For a better idea of what that really means take a peek at INFP (which describes his introverted side), ENFP, and comments on ENFPs (which deal with his extroverted side).
It all depends on the trainer.
A Dave housed in close proximity with others is reasonably clean. When
living alone, their homes alternate between looking like something out
of a interior design magazine and a poster soliciting relief funds for
hurricane victims. Regardless, Daves enjoy decorating all available
surfaces with stacks of paper. While Daves have a vast capacity to
ignore their surroundings, they are known to very much appreciate a
tidy, clean environment. In fact, they will usually keep the area
which they most frequently inhabit during waking hours neat. As will
be discussed later, a Dave is a mood driven creature--and when in
the mood, one will happily do whatever chores need be done.
Dishes: It's best not even to mention this word in
the presence of a Dave: the two are known to be mutually
incompatible.
Laundry: Daves tend to accumulate clothes; this has
the advantage that laundry needs to be done less frequently. Some
might be suprised to learn that Daves actually fold their underwear
and socks!
Bathroom: A Dave likes a clean bathroom and has no
genetic disinclination towards keeping one so. Things that make Dave
wild-eyed and crazy include: the toilet lid left up, the tooth-paste
cap left off, a faucet left dripping, and toiletpaper hung the wrong
way--i.e., against the wall.
Bills: Would you be astonished to discover that Daves
really need an adminstrative assistant to take care of all that
bothersome paperwork?
Daves and food have a complex relationship.
I have at least three different ways that I approach food. Let's
start with the most mundane and move to the more entertaining. There
is injestion of nutrients because I intellectually realize
it is necessary; it's a purely functional and perfunctory act,
undertaken when I have neither the time nor the inclination to eat.
Its usual manifestation is the consumption of a high-protien drink or
a sports bar. Next there is the "I'm-starving-so-FEED-ME!" where I'm
hungry now and will eat anything set in
front of me. And finally Dave, epicurian that he is, truely enjoys
dining on fine foods. In addition to savouring delicacies,
exotic and mundane, Daves can cook them too! So... here are some of a
Dave's favorite things (not ranked in any particular order):
Coffee: Strong(!), with-or-without cream,
with-or-without sugar, hot or iced. I love the stuff. Well... if
it's good. I'm not talking about that brown crayon dissolved in
turpentine beverage cheerfully served at restaurants across the
country. A couple of my favorite varietals are Celebes Kalossi (it's
got a real kick too) and Sumatra Mandheling.
Sushi: Mmmm. Candy! I love the stuff. And it's so
healthy too...
Beef: I confess, I'm a confirmed beef-eatin' boy.
And I like it rare! Just trot the cow once around the field
so it builds up a good sweat before ya sever it to me. I love a good
filet mignon, roasted beast and jarlsburg cheese on a whole-wheat sub
roll, pot roast with potatoes and carrots, and so on...
Chocolate: Dark, bitter-sweet chocolate, that's the
stuff for me. Milk chocolate is an abomination (much like poodles).
Lindt, Ghirardelli, Tobler, and Godiva all manufacture an excellent
product.
Liver: Yup! Cooked (but NOT over-cooked) with
apples, mushrooms, and onions... it's a feast fit for the gods.
Fruit: I'm awfully fond of fresh fruits and berries.
Soda: I'm a
Coca-Cola kid. Every now and again, I like to dye my lips and tounge
bright red with birch beer. I also have a tonic water fetish--but, then
I am kinda "different." :-) And finally, I love
Zima. What's that you say? It's not
a soda-pop? Sure tastes like one!
Dessert: I love a good cake (forget the frosting
tho), a tender pastry, a frothy mousse, a tart pie, and flan. The key
here is not too sweet! The Germans know how to do 'em right
(most Americans think their desserts aren't sweet enough)!
Ethnic cuisines: I haven't tried one yet that I
didn't like. I'm particularly partial to very spicy foods--Szechaun,
Hunan, Thai, Mexican, Jamaican. But that doesn't mean I don't love
German, Moroccan, French, Persian, Italian, Vietnamese, etc.
Seafood: Shrimp, scallops, oysters, clams... I quite
like shell fish. Oddly enough, I don't eat all that much "fish" fish
(unless it's raw... but that's another category ;-)
Milk: Yes, Dave does like moo-juice served
hot or cold--warm is just plain disgusting. Whole
milk, preferably non-homogenized (did ya know that the reason for
homogenization is to make milk taste creamy because they took the cream
out? the result is a product that is less healthy than the
original! why not just go ahead and leave the cream in???),
please.
Tea: As with coffee, I like it just about any way
it's served. I do prefer it to be brisk, tho. Herbal teas are cool
too. I have been known to imbibe many of Celestial Seasonings'
offerings.
Bread: I'll situp and beg for fresh bread.
Fortunately Publix has a reasonably good bakery, 'cuz I don't have
time to make my own bread, and I don't do that stuff sold on the
"bread" aisle.
Fowl: Chick-fil-lay sandwichs, roast goose, duck with
cherry sauce, turkey with oyster dressing and lots of cranberry
relish... I'll gobble 'em all up.
Daves are sybaritic, sensualistic beasties.
They are known to take pleasure in a wide variety of activities.
Daves love adventure and novel experiences spanning the range from the
tranquil to adrenalin-enhanced. As a general principle, they are
willing to try just about anything--but have no plans to list some of
the more "interesting" experiences in a publicly accessable web page
;-) Daves have been know to test the limits of their inhibitions--just
to see how far they'll go--and play chicken. Make no mistake, Daves
have a lot of fun doing some pretty darn mundane and ordinary things
too.
I wanna go where the wild things are!
I crave new, and exciting experiences.
Things on my to-do list include:
It might be easier to ask what kind he won't listen to.
And even then, there are always exceptions. Daves can be--and often
are--profoundly affected by music. Usually they will choose
an aural environment to complement and enhance their current mood;
however, they have been known to deliberately engineer a mood by
playing appropriate music. Even if a Dave were to provide an
exhaustive list of his musical holdings, it still would not truely
reveal the scope of his tastes--as there are many genres which he
truely enjoys that aren't represented. That said, a catalog would at
least provide the reader with an idea of Davish preferences. In his
office desk drawer there is a small music collection--choosen
explicitly for work related moods--which at the time of this writing,
consists of:
Read? Me? Ahahahaha!
Just kidding :-) I have lots of books and I've even read a couple of
them. You can blame it all on my mother; she taught me to read when I
was two, and I've been doing it ever since. If you want to give a kid
a huge advantage over his peers, teach him to love
books at a very early age. I can't even begin to do justice to the
impact reading has had on my life.
Putting on and taking off hats.
And I've worn a bunch of them, let me tell you!
Yeah, enough so that I can still fit my head thru a standard
sized--albeit well greased--doorway.
Actually, a Dave can be pretty darn boring. They are introspective
creatures and are thus prone to lapse into reflective silences. In
fact, it should be conceeded that their minds are known to
periodically shut-down, leaving them little more than giant sized
veg-pygmies.
Daves are terribly stubborn, proud, and often preoccupied creatures. In addition, they are not particularly co-ordinated, graceful, or endowed with natural athletic ability. The combination has lead to many accidents--ranging from simply walking into a wall to "that unfortunate event at hang-gliding school which resulted in a broken ankle."
Daves need to be careful to remember to eat. They are often so focused on some activity that they forget to maintain their blood sugar. At best, this makes a Dave grumpy and snippy, at worst it triggers a migraine. Yes, there is a bi-lateral family history of migraines, so the Dave is doomed to perdiodic bouts of incapacitation. Other factors known to induce migraines in a Dave include loud and/or high pitched noises and bright and/or flickering lights.
As has been previously asserted, Daves are independent (contrary), tenacious (stubborn), creative (weird), confident (arrogant) beasties. Consequently, they are born leaders (do not always play well with others).
Something special happens between the time the sun sets and rises;
something wild and untamed awakens as the sun slips below the horizon.
Daves have been known to stand transfixed watching the moon or a cloud
scudding across the sky. During the day, the sky seems bounded, but
at night, it is infinite. Daves enjoy both the clarity of a crisp
night and the mystery of a fog shrouded night. The world sleeps and
the Dave is on the prowl.
The mind of a Dave appears to work best late at night. Often it will become so full of ideas that it is difficult for the Dave to fall asleep. Daves can nocturnal productivity can be extraordinary; once they get rolling, they are extremely focused and tenacious. However, to ensure the quality of their work, they have to guard against attempting to operate beyond the point of exhaustion.
A favorite activity is to walk at night--especially along the beach or thru a deserted, but "normally" well-populated area.
Absolutely not!
It is true that Daves--being fair, nordic types--have eyes that are
sensitive to bright light. While it has not been conclusively
determined, preliminary research suggests that the judicious use of
sunglasses is most efficacious in ameliorating the effects of high
intensity illumination. One suprising consequence of this particular
solution is that Daves are frequently mistaken for an incognito
celebrity.
In so far as artificial illumination goes: A Dave can not abide by fluorescent lights! However, incandescent and candle light are perfectly acceptable. Indeed, there is something almost atavistic in the pleasure a Dave derives from fire-based illumination.
The days a Dave likes best tend to be partly cloudy with blustering, cool winds, and the sun just intense enough to keep one warm despite the wind, but not not so strong as to result in perspiration. Happily, Gainesville Florida has many days that meet these criteria.
Yes! And they are all Gods too!
Dave only forms close relationships with people of the highest
caliber. They are bright, inquisitive, funny, independent,
self-reliant, adventurous, open-minded, loyal, honest, trust-worthy,
dependable, generous people with a capacity for empathy. They have a
strong, unique personal flavour and deep, complex personalities--there
is much more going on inside than meets the eye. Some people--with a
web presence--with whom Dave shares a deep friendship include (in
alphabetic order):
Keep looking, because they are rare and elusive.
While there are literally thousands who go by the name Dave, they are
all just imitations. Some are, admittedly, better than others; but,
there is just no substitute for the real thing. There is in fact only
One True Dave®. Unfortunately, the supply just
can't meet the demand. Even so, I don't recommend settling for some
Dave-wanna-be. To help the aspiring, I've compiled the following list
of tips for those who want the very best.
Tip #1: Let Dave know you are interested. Ask him
out! It'll give him a chance to get to know you and you an
opportunity to learn if you really do want a Dave.
Tip #2: Be yourself! Daves like genuine people--not
poseurs!
Tip #3: Don't forget that the Dave must choose you
too. If its not a mutual thing, it's just not going to work.
Tip #4: For those who have more than friendship on
their mind, Daves love flowers, stuffed animals, and romantic
settings.
I figure that everyone we meet, and every situation we are in
has at least one positive lesson to teach
us--one just needs to take the time to reflect and realize what
it is.
It might be painful. It might be fun. We might not even realize what
it is we're learning until years later. But the lessons are there.
When we see a quality we admire in another, we can choose to emulate
it, to make it a part of ourself. Similarly, we can learn from bad
examples--by deciding that we do not want to be that way.
It's our choice: to learn and grow or stagnate with a closed heart and
mind.
Dave's Golden-Laurels-O'-Thanks® are here-by presented to:
My Mom,
who always believed in me.
My Dad,
who taught me to recognize quiet love.
The artists (be their media words, sound, paint, stone,
light, or something else) whose works I've experienced,
who, by sharing their passions and perspectives, enriched
my thinking and fertilized my imagination.
Mrs. Ruth Brewer,
who treated me like an adult (even tho I was an upity,
snot-nosed 10 year old) and proved that there really are
people interested obscure and wonderful things.
Denise,
who showed me that even something that begins as a
joke can become something special.
Jan ,
who taught me to be human.
Claire,
who let me see myself thru her eyes.
Dr. Finlayson, Sam, MA, and Joe,
who showed me what makes a great boss.
Ross,
who reminded me to be vigilant against the abuse of power,
influence, and authority.
Chris,
who taught me how to cherish another.
Rick and Donald,
who convinced me not to settle for less.
The kids at Shands Pediatric Hematology/Oncology,
who taught me that, despite being little monsters,
children are wonderful.
Mary,
who made me feel at home.
Jeff,
who opened my eyes to the pattern.
Greg,
who demonstrated the awesome power of diplomacy.
My students,
who taught me to accept that Abe was right.
Send the archetypal, physical manifestation of Dave e-mail.
So you've made it to end--Congratualtions! I'd like to
hear from you. Some topics about which you could write:
Dave -=TiGrr=- Small