i have a deep love of music, art and books, i love cycling- riding, seting up events, my fantasy cycling team online, etc etc. i leave my acoustic guitar around the house so i can hear people play and sing, i am usually the person you go to when something fun, weird, or crazy is going on cause you know i will always be a partner in crime, i read anything i can lock my eyes onto so dont leave your books lying around, writing constantly (i am now carrying two journalesque books now), i used to hang in the woods with my cat ash , looking into peoples eyes to see things in them they never thought possible, craziness at the commune with the guys before i moved to philadelphia and now its craziness of a whole new dimension
someone who will write something for me, just once even, cause i always write poems and songs for others. or someone to join me in going the whole day and speaking only with lyrics to songs. someone who sees what i see. who knows what i know. who is preparing the way i am preparing.
famous people i would like to hang out with- i would go people watching with maynard james keenan, garden with tori amos, hit the thrift shops with ani difranco, smoke a joint with nostradamus, dumpster diving with da vinci and ben franklin, bar hopping with salvador dali, karoke with mike rowe (from dirty jobs), some archery with hunter s. thompson (RIP), i would take carina round sightseeing in philadelphia ......... got to meet lennon when she played phila.... met the guys from 10 Years when I wrote an article about them... and also met Adam from She Wants Revenge-twice.
i am not going to be one of those people who lists every cd in their collection- music is more than what i listen to on a daily basis- its an ache in the center of my chest that wont go away because my heart breaks at the overwhelming beauty that is music. ONE OF THE GREATEST TRAGEDYS IN LIFE IS THAT SOME PEOPLE DIE WITH THEIR MUSIC STILL INSIDE OF THEM. i will take it any way i can get it- via cd, vinyl, radio, cassette, nature, drumming of fingers, local shows, playing/singing my own stuff or sitting in the middle of the gazebo at night to release a beat with my hands on the cement to hear the acoustics reverberate throughout.......
donny darko, boondock saints, seven, 13th ghost, exorcist, bram stockers dracula, interview with a vampire, x-men, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, requiem for a dream, garden state, grind, american flyer,
sunday night fox lineup, house on tuesdays at pm, and when i can harass my friends/family with cable- deadliest catch and dirty jobs on discovery...
i read you like a book.
one day- my books will be listed here under someones profile... i read everything and anything... cereal boxes, ingredient labels, t-shirts, bumper stickers... there is usually a copy of origivation magazine and VeloNews on the living room table....
***marianne- my mom*** for being such a strong and independent person, for introducing me to music- listening, creating, and playing. for showing me how rewarding working with terminally ill patients can be- and for allowing me to pursue a career in alternative medicine rather than nursing as originally planned. and for getting your nursing degree after all the chaos happened- only to finish with a masters degree in oncology. ***raffaele- my dad*** - for making me watch all those episodes of 'this old house' - now i can paint, spackle, and fix a lot of stuff! and now you watch deadliest catch with me, shall we go fishing? you still teach me about cars and helping me work on mine. but the bike races takes the cake!!!! nothing gets me pumped like runnin some french, tossin around some steel and building a truss......... ***jeffrey- bio dad*** because in your death- new opportunities were presented to me. things happen for a reason, and i am glad we know what those reasons are.