The Yups and the Kindas
I am amazed.
There are no nopes in your comments. Not one thing that just flat out doesn't apply. That is so very interesting to me.
I know you are bright, articulate, well-traveled and adventurous without being foolish or taking unnecessary risks.
I see you as wearing comfortable clothes made of natural fibers, except for some microfleece outerwear. Your shoes are comfortable and will stand up to much walking and some weather.
Books. I imagine you read all sorts of things, across the spectrum.
Free day: relaxing, working on art (make the time!), playing with your corgi.
Love to travel, love to learn, love to wear things that represent your journeys and your discoveries, and your bookshelf is probably quite diverse and intriguing.
A ravenous and eclectic reader.
You would love to dance naked in the rain if you thought the neighbors wouldn't call the cops on you.
You are in touch with the world and yourself.
If you had a free day you would go hiking with your puppy dog.
Enjoy independence and of course you're well traveled.
You have the Great Novel in your head. (Or at least I like to think I do.)
I imagine you wearing bohemian styles without getting way out there.
I would guess you are fairly quiet unless you are comfortable in a situation.
I know that you are no nonsense, you've seen too much to take things otherwise, but you cloak it in whimsy and humor.
You do love reading.
And a late addition: You hang out on Willy Street more than any other neighborhood in Madison.
You might be a vegetarian. (I guess with the word might, maybe this doesn't belong in the kindas. I eat vegetarian mostly, but in the interest of cultural politeness, I eat meat. If someone has spent their hard-earned money and serves, gulp, goat, I try to be culturally sensitive and eat it. That and sometime I get a craving for a really good burger or breakfast sausage.)
You wear Birkenstocks and can't wait to go to Bonneroo this year. (I have a closet full of Birks and Danskos, but I haven't a freaking clue what Bonneroo is.)
I imagine you doing the opposite on a free day: warm June weather, you sitting on a screen porch with your dog, a book, and an iced tea, pretty much all day, until the book is done and it is dinnertime. (It would be a cold day in Hades when I drink an iced tea, but this scenario with a cerveza works for me.)
Add: The marido has asked me how y'all know that this blog isn't coming from an 11-year-old boy in front of a computer somewhere.