City Chicken

I'm a writer, 37 years old, with a keen penchant for the following: Anyone or anything embodying Detroit love, Tiger baseball, chicken, burritos, napping, women's tennis, journalism, photography, starting shit, lots of different music, good writing, Adidas, tattoos, Guyabera shirts, whiskey, "matchin' 'em up," Chicago, Toronto, San Francisco, Maui, Cuban music, hip-hop, punk rock, lounge music, graffiti, Public Enemy, Arthur Ashe, big-ass hoop rides, Scrabble, skilled union trades, welders, pipefitters, Detroit ghetto bars, vintage eyewear, entry-level home improvement, dogs, concrete and concrete repair, punk rock, big girls, Family Guy, The White Shadow, swearing/slang, holding grudges, house slippers, camping, bonfires, Weeds, accountability, dressing for comfort, Labradoodles, gang and ghetto culture, University of Michigan football, old Internationals and Wagoneers, northern Michigan, cold pickles, Fig Newtons, a pint of Stella and a shot of Crown. I think you get me by now. If not, keep feeling around, you'll get something.