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About Me

I know jujitsu-tai-chi-Chow-mien, and I saw "Hulkamania" three times. Once in slow-mo. ..

My Interests

Bees, kittens, the sunrise in mexico. People with judgement. People with opinions. People who know the difference between the two.

I'd like to meet:

JP Morgan, Captain of Industry.

Music:

I keep hearin' you're concerned about my happiness But all that thought you're givin' me is conscience I guess If I was walkin' in your shoes, I wouldn't worry none While you 'n' your friends are worried about me I'm havin' lots of funCountin' flowers on the wall That don't bother me at all Playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo Now don't tell me I've nothin' to doLast night I dressed in tails, pretended I was on the town As long as I can dream it's hard to slow this swinger down So please don't give a thought to me, I'm really doin' fine You can always find me here, I'm havin' quite a timeCountin' flowers on the wall That don't bother me at all Playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo Now don't tell me I've nothin' to doIt's good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright Anyway my eyes are not accustomed to this light And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete So I must go back to my room and make my day completeCountin' flowers on the wall That don't bother me at all Playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo Now don't tell me I've nothin' to doDon't tell me I've nothin' to do

Television:

Feces of Death 3 : The Budd Dwyer Party

Books:

Goosebumps, Jurrassic Park, Airframe, anyhing by Michael Chrighton or Tom Clancy. Fuck Yeah, Amerika! R.W. Malo aint too bad neither.

Heroes:

Morgan Miranda, he threw them bows

My Blog

Alcohol, America, and the Atavistic

When you come to a turning point in life, you must move swiftly, and do so with all your strength. A very wise man once told a story about fish and ponds; a tale of potential, which although very br...
Posted by Hobo John on Thu, 29 Jun 2006 12:46:00 PST

upstate new york is for chumps

when flying out of atlanta one should always consider the ratio of drinks to cigarrete lounge stops, figure in the distance walking and rate of travel on foot while carrying the combined weight ...
Posted by Hobo John on Sun, 05 Feb 2006 03:05:00 PST

The last big weekend of summer...

And what a weekend it was, i think it needs to be spoken of, and pat is doing a good job with that, so i think ill just leave the creative writing to him this time, and give a bit of a summary. Thu...
Posted by Hobo John on Sat, 15 Oct 2005 07:27:00 PST

I did something diabolical tonight

I called 911. There was a guy getting tossed in a parking lot as i drove home from the bar, and i actually called the cops. to my defense, id like to say that he was severely outnumbered, although th...
Posted by Hobo John on Fri, 23 Sep 2005 01:40:00 PST

The Mysterious Mickey's

I was riding down to the store yesterday, and saw this forty bottle hanging out on the corner, and i got curious. When i came back with a camera, it was tipped over. Thats it.
Posted by Hobo John on Thu, 08 Sep 2005 03:00:00 PST

Fuck tha Police

At some point, everyone's rate of survival reaches zero. I came out to san francisco for the weekend with a couple of my roommates, and im still here, but they aren't. Rapidly approaching zero.......
Posted by Hobo John on Mon, 29 Aug 2005 09:53:00 PST

Triangle Steals A Car

So if you know who carl johnson or tommy vercetti are, you know what im talking about, otherwise, you probably think im just gay, in which case i dont care, because tequila and i will triangle you som...
Posted by Hobo John on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

so im going home.

its been good, salinas. Ive seen a few things during this visit that ive grown to appreciate. like all things in my life, i gave the town a chance, another taste if you will, even though i had a ba...
Posted by Hobo John on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

I regret leaving salinas every day...

If i hadnt left salinas, i could be doing so much more with my life, i wouldnt drink as much, for starters, which is the MOST important issue, to be completely honest. (Ive always believed that its w...
Posted by Hobo John on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

gave a drug dealer a ride home...

He paid me sixty bucks to drive him to inglewood before his girlfriend got there with his friends stolen car. She had broken a vodka bottle over his head and broken his platinum chain, and he was lik...
Posted by Hobo John on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST