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Eraser:Face [NA]

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About Me

When I'm not getting foot massages from your mom, I'm usually making music (alone/with friends), writing fiction and doing squat. I play the bass guitar and have been in several epic-mind shattering-earth crushing bands (Ernest Bridge, Gonken, Lost Pet: we salute you) and I attempt to produce music and midget porn star documentaries. I am currently attending PIMA Medical School to become a vet tech. I listen to real hip hop. Radio...not so much. Also listen to industrial, punk, classical. Hate country music, surf music and mariachi. Layout courtesy of
MINDLESS SELF INDULGENCE

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Hunter S. Thompson, Charles Manson, the Devil, God, numerous sex slaves, Clive Barker, Kimbo Slice, Iggy Pop, an albino that happens to be black, Willy Wonka, John Paul Jones, President Bush (so I can spit in his redneck face), Hemingway, Wonder Woman, Hendrix, Bruce Lee, David Byrne, David Bowie, Flight of the Conchords, Kool Keith, Marilyn Manson, Buddha

My Blog

Thanks for the support.

Well, I am now a father. I don't know if that fact is more surreal for me or for my friends and the people I know. Since I never planned on being a father in my life, the birth of my son, Jackson, w...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Aug 2008 17:19:00 GMT

Bland blog 5002

January 1st.  It's our anniversary and the only thing on my mind is "What the fuck am I doing in Renton?"  It seems to be a constant struggle; maintaining sanity for the sake of the one's ar...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 06:30:00 GMT

Dont waste your time, seriously

Steve groggily yawned while opening his eyes.  He looked around, not quite knowing where he was due to the obscene dream he had just woken from.  Then he realized where he was.  Sigh......
Posted by on Thu, 15 Nov 2007 15:49:00 GMT

Basso's Choose your own Adventure, Vol. 1

      I was caught in a dilemna.  I wasn't quite sure if I wanted to castrate the man sitting naked in the wooden chair in front of me--securely tied tight with barb...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Mar 2007 12:31:00 GMT

Crutch

Too much thinking and this worry has got me sick.  It's 12:28 on the AM and I'm praying my life ends quick.  I already drank half a bottle of NyQuil, smoked a bowl and sipped some wine. ...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 01:25:00 GMT

Past glories of the Red Roos

http://tabletmag.com/92/arts/92_damon_packard.shtml
Posted by on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 16:48:00 GMT

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ahhh, to become a ghost and just fade away...right now, NOTHING seems sweeter.  OH!  and I want more people to send me HATE MAIL!!! 
Posted by on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 15:02:00 GMT

She left me for dead but death didn't want sloppy seconds

Dumb fuckin' luck...where is it when you need it the most, eh?  I feel like venting. Money issues, dentistry problems, lack of living space, and absolutely NO privacy.  That and the fact tha...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Jun 2006 18:40:00 GMT

A soft taco and a couple Newport's

 I look into your face And wonder what you want with me cause everyone wants something no one hangs around for free Your eyes are so sincere And in your lovely smile I bask As I wonder all t...
Posted by on Sun, 21 May 2006 22:25:00 GMT

I present to you...

God-DAMN i feel sick to my stomach.  Yesterday at work, i somehow managed to lift a box in some idiotic manner so that the entire contents of the box tumbled out, landing on my foot and crushing ...
Posted by on Thu, 18 May 2006 17:20:00 GMT