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Thomas

If the police arrest a mime, do they tell him he has the right to remain silent?

About Me

My first love is art. I write poetry, have written scripts, have invented several board games, act in local Bakersfield theater, play a little guitar and like to make funny percussive fart sounds.
By profession I am a trial attorney in California, helping people who have been injured in serious accidents, and feeling good about what I do. I like trying cases when I get the chance. I am very proud of helping the underrepresented against major insurance companies and other evil doers. Many of my clients are poor, some of them are undocumented Mexicans. I like doing my small part to make the legal system easier to understand and navigate. I have won verdicts of up to seven million dollars.
I am artistic, energetic, fun, erotic, happy, intelligient, optimistic, stubborn, liberal, exasperating, tolerant, confident, manic (but never depressed), philosophical, romantic, goofy, impulsive, intense, creative, empathetic, frustrating, sensual, childish, mature, disciplined, intelligient, nutty, funny, reflective, and obtruse. I like non sequiturs, especially in the garden while resting in the shade of a burly elm and reading pathetic poetry.
My philosophy of life in a nutshell: Life is like a big ass burrito. Just eat it and shut up.

My Interests

Screenwriting, creating board games, poetry, reading novels, movies, walks, travelling, hikes, good food, great music, guitar, percussion (I play a mean spoons solo among other things), working out, Pilates (stretching more than toning). Anything that has the word art in it, like rat or tar or spider, I also like. And big ass burritos.
I have travelled to Cuba (which, of course, our government prohibits), Belize, Spain, England, Ireland and other interesting places around the world, as well as to almost every state here in the United States. I look forward to more exotic travel adventures. I'd like to see the pyramids soon, go on a safari in the next couple of years, maybe see the Great Wall of China.

I'd like to meet:

Whatever the tides may wash ashore. People who stare at the stars or tell pointless stories or kick off their shoes and run through the park, or eat big ass burritos and say nothing.

Music:

From Monteverdi to the Damned, from Judy Garland singing "Over the Rainbow" to NWA belting out "Fuck the Police" (which I first heard while wearing a pumpkin on my head--I swear). All kinds, really, including rap, country, techno/dance, gospel, classical, jazz, pop, world, blues, ballads, new age, folk, you name it. I still tend more toward pop/rock, which makes up about 1/3 of my collection. In the pop world I love Van Morrison, The Strokes, the Streets, White Stripes, Sufjan Stevens, Wilco, Radiohead, REM, the Clash, David Bowie, They Might be Giants, Velvet Underground, Stone Roses, Love (Forever Changes), and many many others.
I liked Desmond Dekker, Nusrat Fatah Ali Khan, Miles Davis, pretty much you name the style, I'll find something I like there.
Now Playing: Benny Goodman, 1938 Concert at Carnegie Hall
Also: Dorothy Love Coates, Best of Geospel Music

Movies:

Mostly foreign, art house and older movies. Some movies I have liked, A to Z:

All About My Mother, Babe, Breaking the Waves, Closely Watched Trains, Das Boot, Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex But Were Afraid to Ask, Fargo, Goldfinger, Haxan, In Cold Blood, La Jetee, The Killers, The Leopard, M (yes the movie is called "M"), Notorious, Los Olvidados, Pennies From Heaven (BBS Series),Princess Mononoke, Queen of Hearts, Raise the Red Lantern, The Sweet Hereafter, The Thin Man, Umbrellas of Cherbourg, The Vanishing (original version), Wages of Fear, X-Men 2, Yi-Yi, Zulu.

Wow. There's a lot of great ones I had to leave off, but that's a sample.

Last movies watched at home: Don Giovanni, Italian opera but in movie form, from 1979. An incredible adaptation, Ruggero Raimondi is a great actor and singer

Television:

Don't like it. Don't touch it. Don't watch it. Sometimes I get real near it and sniff it.

Books:

I am always reading, usually novels, occasionally a non-fiction work, and some poetry. I love William Carlos Williams and Neruda, whose beachside home in Paraiso, Chile I have toured, which inspired me to write an ode to the man.

Currently reading: Derrick Walcott, Omeros
Before that:
Nic Belardes, Lords of Bakersfield
In terms of other books and novels, I like William Faulkner, Jack Kerouac (whose daughter I once represented), Fyodor Dostoevski (Brothers Karamavov rocks, if a book can be said to rock). Lots and lots of others.

Heroes:

A good sandwich
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My Blog

childhood

  Everybody's mother dies so I don't want to hear about it. No.  My childhood wasn't perfect either. Yours hurt you. Mine hurt me. We all walk around and do the things we do and Churchill ma...
Posted by Thomas on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 02:42:00 PST

cat

cat   complacent cat a strange juxtaposition to my world she rests atop jeaned legs content to subversively drop hairs here and there innocently scamper across a window ledge, knocking down valua...
Posted by Thomas on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 11:01:00 PST

The Death of Inspiration

The death of inspiration   The backs of my hands grow one day older age spots sprinkled across a furrowed field Young ones play in the freshly watered lawn the indentations from their feet a la...
Posted by Thomas on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 09:38:00 PST

Protest

Protest One thousand police and two helicopters which circle at a cost of millions of dollars for three days on Fourteenth Street they lined up arm in arm over the bullhorn came the warning "this is...
Posted by Thomas on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 10:37:00 PST

screw

screw   When I was young dad had a box plastic and mundane with eight rows of five identical little drawers each holding a different sized nail or screw, 6d flat head nails ("common nails," the...
Posted by Thomas on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 10:08:00 PST

Untitled

And then the earth returned to two-- modern day Adam and Eve, what they would be like after so much rain has fallen, after so many suicides and IEDs, aborted fetuses bobbing blind, cadavers clinging t...
Posted by Thomas on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 11:34:00 PST

Afterlove

A rhyming poem with lines of ten measures.  About love, of course.  Because love rhymes and is always measured in ten sylabbilic lines.  (Sylabillic?) Afterlove   The grand arches ...
Posted by Thomas on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 09:47:00 PST

Ode to Cactus

So this is definitely not my usual style, but an older poem I thought I would post just to see what people think... Ode to Cactus   Hello, Cereus Xanthocarpus, Queen of the Night. Hello, Cer...
Posted by Thomas on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 12:39:00 PST

A new poem

and naked while I write this   As if it really matters I can still count backwards or write about cauliflower or stick my head in a flushing toilet which is where I sit right now and write this a...
Posted by Thomas on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 03:24:00 PST

lachrymatory factory

lachrymatory factor   I cried a tear. Not a tear of sadness, no, not even of remorse or regret nor, on the opposite side of the spectrum, was the cry one of great happiness, nor was the tear for ...
Posted by Thomas on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 11:46:00 PST