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About Me

5th grade: bully jealous of my safety patrol belt -- sprained wrist.
8th grade: atv accident. thought ghost was chasing me -- broken wrist.
10th grade: weight-training -- strained knees.
11th grade: fight in a lazertag arena -- broken nose.
12th grade: running too fast at science olympiad -- broken ankle.

former international ranking in lazertag: 172.

matching! choose the closest age in months.
a. 1 __ 1. watched six police academies, one day
b. 44 __ 2. discovered penis
c. 121 __ 3. inquired on the origin of bananas
d. 154 __ 4. finished 27th spaceship drawing
i also have a photobucket .

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

You think that the girl with fair hair and dark lashes, the girl with coal-black hair and clean complexion, the girl with long curling golden lashes has every advantage over you and your mouse-colored hair or your medicore features. But you are wrong, really.

If you have a generous mouth and sunshiny smile, capitalize that. Be a sunny person in clothes as well as disposition. The girl with the sun-lit hair may have a discontented mouth. And discontent does not get you far.

Home Economics Omnibus, c1935

Dean's Friend Space

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Music:

my dance card's already bursting its cardboard seams, so new music's a practical no-no.

but i'll talk your ear off about the dylan documentary and listen indian-style if you tell me love tales of james taylor and simon, or why sam cooke died.

Movies:

kieslowski, leader of the treehouse gang, is followed everywhere by his two best mates: fellini--who's always stealing his father's pornography--and cassavetes--who sells pornography to his father, but pretends not to look and yells at dad for driving mom crazy.

they sit around the tree, watching other movies:
ikiru, tokyo story, vivre sa vie, talk to her, lost in translation, vertigo, citizen kane, metropolis, la pianiste, scenes from a marriage, pulp fiction, love actually.

Television:

...the staggering popularity of reality tv programmes which consist simply in someone puttering endlessly around his kitchen for hours on end suggests one interesting truth: that many of us find the pleasures of the routine and repetitive even more seductive than we do the stimulus of adventure.

Books:

one day after a long walk in paris, rilke breaks his leg climbing the stairs to his room. he calls a doctor--it's chekhov, but his horse breaks loose after setting rilke's leg--he stays to talk. rilke immediately falls in love with the guy, wants to live with him and write about his writing. (chekhov thinks that rilke is a sweet man, but a little too emotional.) rilke asks chekhov if he can follow him home. not wanting to offend the kind man-child, he instead tells him a story ("the houseguest") about how a privy councillor moves in with boris petrovich for the winter. the two men are good, sensitive people, but ensuing events demonstrate how evils large and small come from two people being unable to understand each other.
...meanwhile in this, our mimetic underworld...
shakespeare, milton, wordsworth, and wollstonecraft put down their game of whist to listen to chekhov's story and feel that, at least for a moment, there is a possibility for human fraternity.
tolstoy calls dostoevsky "dark". dostoevsky responds by calling tolstoy's early stuff "flippant" and his later work the "messianic rantings of a shrew-tormented husband". gogol, his overcoat flapping in the hell-wind, just laughs. mandelstam and akhmatova shock everyone by dancing the mazurka in full view of nadia.
faulkner looks out of place in this false paris. trying to cheer him up, joyce bores nora by dancing too much--bronze by gold, boyle steps on his monocle. nabokov tries to pick up the pieces, but--arrogant as always--he starts to complain that this narrative mode of listing is starting to get old. joyce stops dancing to suggest using just a plain list... "stephen does!"
so here you go james:
hart crane donald justice david berman adrienne rich
(neo)pragmatisms feminisms marxisms and liberalisms
and somewhere in a diner, two hack writers are reciting part of a ginsberg poem using only their memory and a flicking cigarette. their lungs can't hold his long lines, but it's not their fault--they died so young.
If we look at the situation nearer home, we see that the systematic development of compulsory education in the European countries goes hand in hand with the extension of military service and proletarianization. The fight against illiteracy is therefore connected with an increase in governmental authority over the citizens. Everyone must be able to read, so that the government can say: Ignorance of the law is no excuse.

My Blog

ex-Thesis

Some early notes for a proposal here -- would probably toss out the Hegel in favor of Rorty and include more Whitehead. Another chapter after the Le Corbusier one might look at what post-colonial stud...
Posted by Dean on Mon, 21 May 2007 02:39:00 PST

Fear, plagiarized

Instructions on or rather Examples of How to Be Afraid In a small town in Scotland they sell books with one blank page hidden someplace in the volume. If the reader opens to that page and it's three ...
Posted by Dean on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 05:49:00 PST

Opera Critic

So, long story short, I ran into a friend at the coffeeshop, found out that he was the art editor of a local newspaper, and he gave me some very nice tickets to the opera. Had some free wine in that p...
Posted by Dean on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 10:07:00 PST

London: not quite Down, but most certainly Out

Past weekend was great, certainly deserves its own blog, but -- since my eyes are already getting gimpy from all the reading I'm having to do -- I doubt I'll get around to writing up one. Instead...
Posted by Dean on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 08:24:00 PST

Central European Roadblog

September 19Wow.I'm going home tomorrow -- a few hours in London and then onto Leeds by midnight. Since I left you last, I've been to Budapest, Salzburg, and Berlin again. I loved Berlin so much the f...
Posted by Dean on Fri, 21 Jul 2006 07:34:00 PST

Vienna: Young Girls, Old Men

As usual, there are pictures, will be pictures in this blog at some point, but right now they're busily trapped inside my phone.Lots of old men and young girls in Vienna. So it's culturally great, and...
Posted by Dean on Tue, 29 Aug 2006 08:38:00 PST

Seventeen or Eighteen Things I Know about Dublin

In lieu of the proper blog that I'll probably never finish.... Too busy to link the pictures right now or check the spelling--will do that later. The death of a corrupt Irish president interrup...
Posted by Dean on Mon, 31 Jul 2006 12:19:00 PST

Intermission: Almost Deported, European Roadtrip

(and also available tonight: amsterdam blog part two!) Yeah, that's right--I had some problems with my visa and it looked like I would have had to come home, maybe for the rest of the year. That's p...
Posted by Dean on Sun, 09 Jul 2006 06:46:00 PST

Letter Five: Amsterdam and Utrecht (both parts!)

So you might ask me, 'Dean, why haven't you been writing more? We feel like you're slipping away.' And I might answer, 'Well, I miss you guys too, but I've got to admit--life's been kind of quiet here...
Posted by Dean on Thu, 15 Jun 2006 07:37:00 PST

Letter Four: Minh and Paul and the Paris Protests (more pictures)

We were three: [Minh's Brother and Minh] [Paul] [Me] Fortunately, Paul took a lot of pictures; unforunately, Paul took all of the pictures--of which I only have a few. So that means most the pictures ...
Posted by Dean on Sat, 29 Apr 2006 09:36:00 PST