someday, i too will learn esperanto.
i like garish shit in moderation.
big kids, lit-tle kids, kids who climb on rocks
fat kids, skin-ny kids, ev-en kids with chicken pox.
rad folks, basically*.
*also, if you are one of those people from the center of the earth that likes to eat grape jelly, wear all black with black sunglasses, and drive a big black buick that i read about in that book about aliens and such in elementary school, message me immediately.
weird al bullshit, of course.
a taste:
I like john fahey a lot.
harold and maude, dr. strangelove, annie hall, the proposition, down by law, man bites dog, reservoir dogs, office space, after hours, pee wee's big adventure, instrument, the royal tenenbaums, this is spinal tap (hell, most all chris guest's stuffs), jesus's son, wet hot american summer.....
i hate you, i hate what you stand for, and i hate cartoons.
been on a David Sedaris kick lately.
i once saw a gay cowboy couple in an antique store in the castro area of san francisco freaking out about an old pac-man machine that was in there. they went about it in one of the more effeminate manners that i've ever seen. those dudes were rad.
don't ask why i was hanging out in an antique store in castro.