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About Me

"I am a man of constant sorrow. I've seen trouble all my days. I bid farwell to old Kentucky. The place where I was born and raised."I am of the United States. I am moving towards D.C in less then two weeks.

My Interests

I like to live.

Music:

All music is good in its own way. My favorites are Bob Dylan, Elvis Presley, the Beatles, Tom Waits, Led Zeppelin, Jimi Hendrix, Miles Davis, Billie Holiday, Ella Fitzgerald, Charles Mingus, John Coltrane, The Flaming freakin Lips, Toadies, ICP, Twiztid, Blaze and crew, Snoop Dogg, NWA, Metallica, Pantera, Slayer, and so on and so on and so on.

Movies:

I love old classic movies such as Rear Window, Casablanca, Arsenic and Old Lace, Cool Hand Luke, Call Northside 777, Where Eagles Dare, Philadelphia Story, blah blah blah.

Television:

Cartoons are my thing. Most TV sucks these days. Cartoons are where its at. Such as Wacky Races, Pink Panther, Simpsons, Family Guy, Futurama, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Venture Brothers, Looney Tunes, Spongebob Squarepants, King Of the Hill, Rocky and Bullwinkle, Mission Hill. But there are some shows I like, such as My Name Is Earl, M*A*S*H, Dragnet, Gunsmoke, and a host of others.

Books:

Anything by Jack Kerouac. He's my favorite. I like to read classics like Crime and Punishment, Being and Nothingness, the Dhamapada, Hemingway, Camus, John Kennedy, yadda yadda yadda.

Heroes:

My Dad and Mom, my brothers Shaun and Brandon. Kerouac (novels), Dylan (songwriting), Danny Carey (Tool-drums), Hendrix (guitar), and Don Hertzfeldt (animation).

My Blog

Shot By His Son

Someone once told this little boy, standing in the middle of a dried field, to look up into the night sky and blow all your problems to God. He said that He'd catch them in his hands and put them in H...
Posted by zen. on Sun, 28 Oct 2007 10:11:00 PST

To Be Honest

I'm really alone when I can't talk to her. It feels like something so heavy upon my chest when I can't talk to her. To be honest....I love her so much. ---To M.
Posted by zen. on Sat, 27 Oct 2007 09:46:00 PST

Invalid Subject Line

I saw myself last night. I was standing on the outside of me. Staring into my own eyes. Watching them dart back and forth in utter anticipation. My lips seemd dry and cracked. My front teeth bit at th...
Posted by zen. on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 05:09:00 PST

The Cory Test (pt. I)

This test is designed to see how much you know about stuff that I know. This is an ongoing test that will be updated frequently. In order to play, you need to answer the questions in a reply. Then, we...
Posted by zen. on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 10:25:00 PST

Heaven Forbid

What can I write that someone hasn't written before? What subject seems close to me that I, and only I, can describe with the best of intentions? Love has been neaten into the ground, crushed into the...
Posted by zen. on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 08:04:00 PST

The Returned of the Lost

The voice has returned, All praise the ones above The voice has returned. That chilling, thrilling, unbelieveable voice has returned. The one that keeps me up all night, sitting out in the cold Antici...
Posted by zen. on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 08:27:00 PST

With All Those Miles Behind Me

As I pass the green steel sign, telling those who travel that road that they are now leaving Dallas, my mind turns back to take a last look. It sees all the friends I knew. The ones whom showed up at ...
Posted by zen. on Fri, 14 Sep 2007 08:21:00 PST

Through the End of Time

I need to write something. Something to get my mind off the fact that after today, I am officially uprooted. Not by force, mind you, but by curious need. To travel is the way of life. Mnakind have bee...
Posted by zen. on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 11:33:00 PST

What "Bites My Cookies".....

Things that Bug the Bugger. When someone you love treats you rotten for no logical reason. When people truely understand your importance in this world until your dead and/or gone. When you try so hard...
Posted by zen. on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 07:34:00 PST

Echoes from the Bottom of the Well

While digging through some old photographs and various nick-knacks accumulated into the back of some closet in my house....I stumbled upon my past. These things that I seem not to have remembered befo...
Posted by zen. on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 09:45:00 PST