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About Me

I'm not as tall as I'd like to be. I obsess about it. Sometimes I wish I could become surgically taller, like in the movie "Gattaca." Other times I wish I could just have really, really big hair without being made fun of, just so that I'd appear taller.I like chicks with mullets. Dudes with mullets are weird.I like soups with strange, unknown things in them.I like badminton. I like tattoos. I like badminton players with tattoos.I wish girls would pay a little less attention to my ass. It has been pinched, pulled, swatted and smacked, tickled, patted, and grabbed. Once, a girl tried to put her middle finger somewhere near my nether-regions. I socked her before I knew what I was doing. She forgave me.I wish the Mariners would stop sucking. I hope the Yankees continue sucking.I get a juvenile kick out of words with other, hidden bad words in them. Think "cockatoo." Or "Shiitake."I admire e.e. cummings. I do not admire parents who number their children.I have a dry sense of humor.I may have taken your mom out on a date.I sometimes lick your glass before I fill it for you, just to see if you'll notice.I, too, love lamp.GO SEAHAWKS!!
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Pretty much anyone who doesn't suck. I'll meet you if you DO suck, I just might not like you. Which is certainly not to say that I am the absolute authority on your sucking or not sucking..... I'm just asking that if you KNOW that you suck, don't expect that we'll be pals.

My Blog

Work in Progress

Let's face it: my job is miserable.  But on the up-side, the down-time has given me the opportunity lately to write a little; honestly, if it's between washing the bar glass for the umpteenth tim...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 03:55:00 GMT

I was a writer

There was a time in my life where I wrote a lot. Poetry. Prose. Crap. Awesomeness.  Somewhere along the line, living in L.A., figuring out how to grind it out in this place, I lost that.  I ...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 03:12:00 GMT

Rockin' Out

I'm sitting here thinking to myself that people just don't rock out enough.  There's no good reason why, on an at-least-every-other-day basis, one shouldn't turn up a song that makes them feel li...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 19:52:00 GMT

Whiskey and Cigs

It's funny how a whiskey on the rocks, a cigarette, and a balcony can make one wax nostalgic, especially at 3 AM.  I'm living in this hopeless, horrible, beautiful city where the sun never goes a...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 03:01:00 GMT

I have a couple of things to get off my chest

1)  I saw a really stupid commercial last night, and it's had me in a bad mood ever since.  It's a car commercial, and it starts by asking some dumb question like "what would happen if you t...
Posted by on Thu, 18 May 2006 15:06:00 GMT

Five Reasons I Hate Dave

1. He's taller than me. 2. I'm pissed that he just told everybody about the name-calling thing. 3. He's still driving the rad Geo.  I had to give mine up after High School. 4. I think that when w...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jan 2006 03:17:00 GMT