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boots

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

I'm 5 feet tall, my name means little story,I have curly hair and I love to laugh...but cross me and I will bite you

My Interests

writing, tightrope walking, swordplay, cooking, working with kids, singing, video games, back rubs, graphic novels,role playing and making art.

I'd like to meet:

well...I'm a writer so I'm always looking for other writers to collaborate or plot media domination with.I like to meet poems.

Music:

My favorite singer is Timi Yuro and some of my favorite bands/artists include The Cure, BLS, Meredith Monk, Julee Cruise, Guns n' Roses, Jesus and Mary Chain, John Coltrane, Pink Floyd, Death, Wanda Jackson, NIN, Slayer,Cab Calloway, Leonard Cohen, Nina Hagen, MESHUGGAH, The Doors, The Ronnettes, Soil, Tom Waits, DOD and so many more.

Movies:

my favourite movie of all time is Wings of Desire...but I also love...La Cite des Enfants Perdues,A Streetcar Named Desire,Titus,China Town,The Loved One,Pitch Black,The Crow,Dead Man, Harry Potter POA,The Big Sleep, Dark City,Funny Face,The Libertine,Black Orpheus and Popeye!

Books:

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Wilde,Under Milk Wood by Dylan Thomas,Spoon River by Edgar Lee Masters,anything by Bukowski, Terre des Hommes by Antoine de Saint Exupery,The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice, Day of the Locust by Nathanael West, Chronicle of a Death Foretold by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, anything written by Derrida or Neil Gaiman, all the Harry Potter books(especially book 6) and I'm a little bit of a Gatsby nut too! Currently: The Collected Works of Hart Crane.

Heroes:

I admire Tenzin Gyatso and anyone who is willing to expose their heart to the festering world and still love it unconditionally.

My Blog

shadowplay

Light movesthrough my irisand it lingerslike a virus;consumesthe picturebeforeit can be framed.And we candisplaywhat lies betweenthe cameraand the scene.But shadowsstill the action;and the lightbecome...
Posted by boots on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 09:39:00 PST

note to self

So, I was cleaning out my filing cabinets recently, a very argueous task indeed, and I happened upon two yellowed scraps of paper. One was really old; you know when a piece of college rule paper gets ...
Posted by boots on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 06:55:00 PST

strigiformes

I found this cool video a week ago and I just can't stop watching it. I see something new in it every time. I've always loved owls. They're said to be a spiritual link to the world of the dead in some...
Posted by boots on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 03:06:00 PST

jenseits des lustprinzips

Have you noticed that there seems to be this sustained effort to disconnect the dead from the living? My medical knowledge is modest, though I have always been confident in my abilities concerning the...
Posted by boots on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 02:17:00 PST

um...stange mortals with curious customs?

Apparently this is from a movie called "The Adventures of Mark Twain" which was made in 1985. Has anyone ever seen this before?I don't know about you guys, but it kind of makes me want to reread Huck ...
Posted by boots on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 12:14:00 PST

the boy who was really a tree

I wanted to know what love wasso she brought me a series of dead flowers-pressed between the pagesof a tome I could never bring myself to read;"dried" to mean forever,that's what she said. Her loverti...
Posted by boots on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 06:00:00 PST

inter-species rights?

Okay, this is a little creepy: Catholic church okay with inter-species mothersInter-SPECIES. Apparently, you'll burn in hell for having sex before marriage or being gay, but hybrid animal-human babies...
Posted by boots on Fri, 29 Jun 2007 02:31:00 PST

actio in distans

"Is man one of God's blunders? Or is God one of man's blunders?" -Nietzsche Honestly, I feel so heavy today- like my spirit is just too tired to even exist. I've heard it said that Einstein couldn't a...
Posted by boots on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 11:57:00 PST

like a hole in my head

I wake up every hour with a scratching in my head.And I try to take a shower, but the water heater's dead.I pull myself together with these little bits of thread,And it does not matter whether or not ...
Posted by boots on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 07:48:00 PST

my somnambulist wake

He never looked the monster in the eye-brandishing his teethas if they could tear awaythe devil's smug smile.His heart, like a hard fistpushed through mineuntil I had nothing left to love-so I set the...
Posted by boots on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 09:36:00 PST