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Sal

...Yeah some asshole wrote a poem about that. It's good advice if you got shit for brains.

About Me

The possibility of physical and mental collapse very real. No sympathy for the Devil. Remember that. Buy the ticket take the ride. I’m that guy.
The one that will eat a can of spam for a 20 or drink ‘til dawn and contemplate god, life and the possibility of work at 5 am The kind of guy that remembers every stupid little transaction that happens around me but can’t remember where he left his car. The sort that blends into the background until it’s realized I’ve been pinching drinks when everyone’s back is turned. Or work an absurd job, roll with the punches, criticisms and boredom of the working world just because it beats daytime tv.

I’m an imposter, a drunk, a lair, a joker and other clichés that make me seem more interesting than I am.
But that might just be part of a joke, a lie or the truth.
Who's really to say.
What I do know is I'll continue no matter where this path takes me for the world is hollow and I have touched the sky.You are The Fool


The Fool is the card of infinite possibilities. The bag on the staff indicates that he has all he need to do or be anything he wants, he has only to stop and unpack. He is on his way to a brand new beginning. But the card carries a little bark of warning as well. Stop daydreaming and fantasising and watch your step, lest you fall and end up looking the fool.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.


...drinking Singapore Slings with Mescal on the side, hiding from the brutish realities of this foul time slot: Saturday mornings 9/8 central.

My Interests

Bad television, Odd movies, internet flash cartoons, alcohol and butchering the english language. me as I heard the rats moving about the room, I preferred them to humans being lost, being crazy maybe is not so bad if you can be that way: undisturbed.

I'd like to meet:

The kid with the acne, he crumples the program 'He got at the Tri-Hi-Y dance. He's usin' Colgate and Arrid and Brut And he still can't get laid worth a damn. So maybe tomorrow he'll buy some Lavoris And the pussy will all come his way. Settin' and dreamin' at two in the mornin' At Rosalie's Good Eats Café.

Music:

Mid 90s rock and classic rock with touches of other styles thrown in for good measure.
I'd like to say I have a diverse taste in music but that would be a lie. It all revolves around some kind of theme and if enough of it is heard it all makes sense. Did you do too many drugs
I did too many drugs
Did you do too many drugs too baby
You were born too late
I was born too soon
But every time I look at that ugly moon
It reminds me of you
It reminds me of you ooh ooh ooh
I need a date to the prom
Would you like to come along
But nobody would go to the prom with me baby
They didnt like american music
They never heard american music
They didnt know the music was in my soul baby

Movies:

Things that are played late at night on odd stations.
Like City of Lost Children, Alice's Restuarant, Pysche Out, Time Bandits, SFW, Pi, Dune, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Dead Beat, Floudering, Run Lola Run, Talk to Her, Big Lebowski, Destiny Turns on the Radio, Love and a .45, The Adventures of Baron Munchausen
Those odd things shown just after the middle of night and sometime before dawn. But in the end, isn't it always the same question and always the same answer?
The ball is round. The Game lasts 90 minutes. That's a fact. Everything else is pure theory.

Television:

Bad tv like The Price is Right, Saved by the Bell, Gilligan's Island, Boy Meets World, and a load of cartoons. Also I watch Law and Order SVU, Mythbusters, Adult Swim and the SNL when Steve Buscemi hosted. Did you ever see ' Mission Hill '?
No? Not even in the occasional reruns on Adult Swim?
Well you missed out.

Books:

Generation of Swine, Jack or the Submission, Burning Chrome, American Gods, Terminal Freedom, 100 Years of Solitude, And they put handcuffs on the flowers, Handmaid's Tale, Anthem, Big Book of Weirdos, Dune, Last Picture Show, A Clockwork Orange, 1984, Brave New World, Neverwhere, Discworld I was numb with cold, and yet the sweat poured from me. The greying east brightened, metamorphosed to pink, then red, and then the giant ball of fire rose out of the blackened hills. Across the desolation lay a supreme indifference, the casualness of night and another day, and yet the secret intimacy of those hills, their silent consoling wonder, made death a thing of no great importance. You could die, but the desert would hide the secret of your death, it would remain after you, to cover your memory with ageless wind and heat and cold.

Heroes:

Most of them are dead now. In fact most of them have been dead and buried before I even learned about them. So while it might be interesting to meet them in the morbid kind of way.
I think I'll pass. Adieu adieu old friend! Since first you girded on the sword, you have given evidence of an intelligence far above your rank. Your end is worthy of your career. We have seen you brave the ferocious beast, careless of danger, nay, unaware of its very existence; and fleeing only when you began to understand at last that it did exist. And so once more adieu or better au revoir: for your kind will perpetuate as long as there are me upon earth.

My Blog

Personal

It said something about zombies. Something about a zombie plan but it was buried in a long list meant to scare off any potential spamming or stalking, maybe a real person sat at the other side t...
Posted by Sal on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 08:46:00 PST

Dead Hours: Of Beer and Popcorn

During the dead hours I don't make the best culinary choices. Few options and prevalence of 24 hour diners or drive thrus just aren't what they should be. How many times can I ask for 24 hour sushi an...
Posted by Sal on Mon, 29 Sep 2008 01:36:00 PST

Whatever happened to Wally George?

It must have been a weird day quite a long time ago, looking through the videos that the Blockbuster staff hadn't reshelved. I forget what Al and I were looking for but Wally George came up and drop...
Posted by Sal on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 01:59:00 PST

More things I learned from Teenage Sitcoms

Once accepted into a clique you may leave temporarily but ultimately you have to go back.The personable, cool, hip, role model will be a hypocriteA bad hair cut can spell social ru...
Posted by Sal on Fri, 25 Jul 2008 02:02:00 PST

What Teenage Sitcoms Taught Me About Life

Laziness and bad grades won't keep you from a good collegeAll Classes are a few minutes longLoitering in hallways is as acceptable as going to classYour standard locker can fit at ...
Posted by Sal on Thu, 26 Jun 2008 04:47:00 PST

Dreams of Midget Town

Most kids that grew up in Long Beach, Lakewood, and other outlaying cities have heard wild tales of a town with houses meant for tiny people. Some even went looking for this place only to come back wi...
Posted by Sal on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 12:43:00 PST

90s Weekend

Coming of age in the late 90s it use to be 80s flashback weekend on KROQ, after college it seemed that suddenly 90s were on the flashbacks lunch. Also Richard Blade had long since left KROQ to be repl...
Posted by Sal on Wed, 28 May 2008 09:40:00 PST

Savages

'He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.'  Dr. Johnson as seen in 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas'. Dante: Somebody put gum in the locks Ran...
Posted by Sal on Fri, 16 May 2008 09:51:00 PST

All of my best titles are stolen from better people.

During my last trip to California I found an old bag of mine, it came free with the lap top I got back in '99. (Jeez that 9 lb monstrosity nearly made it all the way through college with me but died j...
Posted by Sal on Tue, 06 May 2008 11:37:00 PST

Man, tell me about it

Had this conversation yesterday:Guy: What's your name?Me: SalGuy: Is that you're full name?Me: Nah it's Salvador PonceGuy: Well that's no John Smith.Me: Not even for the Spanish...
Posted by Sal on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 10:04:00 PST