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About Me

I never know what to put in this section. I'm a pretty regular guy with aspirations of being a writer. I grew up in north Florida and moved to LA. Still struggling to make my dreams come true. If you want to know more about me....drop me an e-mail or read this Q and A ............ Your Perfect Pizza: Vons pre made pepperoni (how white trash am I)...........Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Get an agent or sell a script..........Your Most Overused Phrase: "No Worries."..........Thoughts First Waking Up: "How we doing today?".......... Your Best Physical Feature: My ass. It's flat and nearly nonexistant - how hot is that. If not that, then my blue eyes, when not red from drinkiing..........Your Bedtime: 10 to 12 at night.......... Your Most Missed Memory: Semester abroad in London in College. The smell of the grass playing high school sports. The comfort of being with someone you love. Knight Rider..........Pepsi or Coke: Coke Beeyatch!!.......... McDonalds or Burger King: McD's Beeyatch!!..........Single or Group Dates: I like one on one. Not this "hanging out" crap all the kids do these days. Come on girls, make a boy work for it - make him actually take you out...fellas these days got it too easy..........Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Diet Coke.......... Chocolate or Vanilla: Banana..........Cappuccino or Coffee: half caf half decaf drip..........Do you Smoke: Nope..........Do you Swear: Fuck yes..........Do you Sing: Very Badly..........Do you Shower Daily: Every AM.......... Have you Been in Love: Yes (sigh)..........Do you want to go to College: Yes. And I accomplished that goal. How cool am I?..........Do you want to get Married: Yes, with the right girl as a prerequisite..........Do you belive in yourself: At times..........Do you get Motion Sickness: Nope.......... Do you think you are Attractive: At times..........Are you a Health Freak: Not really.......... Do you get along with your Parents. Yes.......... In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: That would be a "Yes".

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Jesus - I heard the guy was a chick magnet...

My Blog

Women

I have no fucking clue. Zero. Zilch. Nada. I don't know what's in you're heads. I don't know why you do what you do. I don't know where you are coming f...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Oct 2006 14:01:00 GMT

Word for the day

Corn Chowder. What? What's wrong with corn chowder? Other than that it's technically two words, I mean. Why does a word for the day have to be some 5 syllable, t...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 15:11:00 GMT

On Being a Geek

I'm a geek. I know that. My friends know that. My enemies know that. I don't hide it. I have a geek flag and I wave that motherfucker any chance I get. &nb...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 13:45:00 GMT

I don't know what I just wrote...

I am a depressing assemblage of pop culture influences and cancelled emotions, driven by the sputtering engine of only the most banal form of capitalism. I am a cool frood who really knows where my to...
Posted by on Wed, 31 May 2006 15:21:00 GMT

MI:3

So in the interests of making sure noone, but noone reads my blog, I'll post another entry. Why not. If a blog was posted and nobody read it, was it, in fact, posted? Tree, falls, wo...
Posted by on Tue, 09 May 2006 13:38:00 GMT

I have no money...

I don't think anybody reads this stuff. I've gotten like one comment in two years. Then again, I've only posted 4 blogs in two years and three of em were old short stories. Maybe I ...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Mar 2006 13:22:00 GMT

A LONG Story

MELROSEbyBrendan MurphySimon sat as his table in the outdoor patio of the Starbucks on Melrose, pretending to read a book. He held a paperback copy of On the Road in front of him, glancing at ...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Feb 2006 11:35:00 GMT

Short Story

CROSSING THE ROPEBy Brendan MurphySean tentatively walked up to the rather large and imposing man standing behind the velvet rope of the club. The man stood about six foot five. The fact t...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Feb 2006 14:38:00 GMT

Another, shorter story about cleaning out my car...

It was time to clean out the car; it being a Sunday with nothing on the social schedule. Well, nothing ever was on the social schedule but why ruin a beautiful day with a bunch of negative...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Feb 2006 14:32:00 GMT

What the F*** is a Blog Anyway

OK, I'm posting my first blog - it's like a journal that other people can read, right? Here goes.... Had a dream last night. It wierded me out and has kind of messed me up all day. I have, or ha...
Posted by on Mon, 17 May 2004 19:07:00 GMT