Mr. BananaHammock isn't only about the body. He's also about the mind.

Just to impress upon the ladies of craigslist that I am not all about the body, but also the mind, I saw “What The Bleep Do We Know!?” the other day on cable. I’m sitting on a leather couch in my Adams Morgan compound. I’m wearing my Carla Behrle leather pants. No shirt. About to contemplate spirituality and quantum physics. WTF?

Anyway it’s this new type of film: part documentary, part story, and animations. The protagonist, played that deaf babe from “Children of a Lesser God,” finds herself in a fantastic Alice in Wonderland experience when her daily, uninspired life literally begins to unravel, revealing the uncertain world of the quantum field hidden behind what we consider to be our normal, waking reality.

Throughout, there is this chorus of scientists and spiritual types that act as hosts who live outside of the story and who comment on the actions of the characters below. They are also there to introduce the “Great Questions” framed by both science and religion. Through the course of the film, the distinction between science and religion becomes increasingly blurred, since we realize that, in essence, both science and religion are describing the same stuff. Pretty deep, huh?

Anyway, we explore the inner-workings of the human brain and find out that we’re mostly made of water which can somehow be influenced by positive thinking and proteins that our bodies create and stuff. And we can create our day by thinking about it in the morning. And the deaf babe’s roommate is this really hot blonde super-babe.

So flashback to this morning. I’m in bed. And I’m creating my day. And the day I created was that I was going to bring my special brand of man on woman sensuality to this really hot babe who sits down the hall from me. I figure I’ll bring give her my special brand of raw animalistic man on woman sensuality in one of the empty conference rooms sometime this afternoon. So far it hasn’t happened. I was also creating another part of my day to involve someone from Craigslist. Perhaps it will be hot man on woman sensuality. Perhaps it’s just coffee. Perhaps it is you?

Me you ask? Total fitness and power. Superior coition in the mouth. Quantum physics and religion. Flair. Dignity. That is what I am about.

He gets letters:

"Did I see you in Alexandria courthouse yesterday morning?"

"I have to say, your craiglist posts are interesting. It's fruitless trying to tease apart what is fiction and what is reality (do you ever wear a shirt with your leather pants?) and really, I don't bother. You are a completely fictional character to me--never having met you. So I just thought I'd say I switch from my home B-more craigslist page to the D.C. one to see your adventures. And if it's really what you are searching for, hope you find love. or whatever."

"Keep posting , you crack me up . I think you may have groupies :) . From , one of your female fans ."