I like math. I like mountains. I like water like rivers and lakes. I like architecture and shapes. I like the concept of public art. Like you. Wearing those shorts. Those sneakers. I like to float down rivers in inner tubes. And swim in the slow parts. I like roadtrips. I like touring. I like staying with people in their homes. Living their life for a few hours. I like conversation. I like sleeping. I like taking a shower in the morning. I like breakfast. A lot. Like pancakes and hash browns and eggs and sometimes some breakfast meat. I like fake breakfast meat. I like to know where my meat comes from. I like to hunt. I like to fish. I like the wilderness. I like Idaho. I like to gather. I like the stars when I’m miles from city lights and there’s no moon. I like the moon when it’s big and lights up the desert or a prairie or this neighborhood I walk through when all is still and quiet. I like the city. I like New York City. I like San Francisco. I like Portland. I like the Carolinas. I like Colorado. I like Chattanooga. I like Georgia. I like Baltimore. I like New England. I like Indian food and Thai food. I like to collaborate. I like things that are made with hands of mine or those close to me. Geographically. I like geology. I like the ocean. I like to make my own rules.
