About Me

Like the deafening clings and bangs of Metal on Metal, the chaotic noise the process creates echoes within us. I find the only triumph to be had over these 'ghosts' in our machine, the only action of conviction and consequence to cause the bang and roar to be less percussive and debilitating is by halting in one's tracks, breathing in with humanity and screaming back with all pure heart and fury. I've made it a habit to chant short lines of retort relative to the situation of frustration at hand in my best screaming whisper of a hardcore voice ever increasing in volume as my fire inside grows and release the tension of the grind with at least a more beautiful noise than that of the gravity working on objects in and around my path

I hold one pure Faith driven hope...

That any impression made by the absence of my voice that my heart may have forgotten the rhythm and harmony of each of our respective beats does not find a canvas in the cavern s of the unspoken on which it's incorrect conclusion may be displayed...quite to the contrary I recount your names over and over in my mind so as to pluck the cosmic strings of connectivity by which we are all eternally bound...

I AM in love...

I AM admittedly out of touch...SO COME VISIT!!

We bought our house in Venice Beach!!!!!

GARRET WOULD SAY

ONE [LOVE]

[BY THE BY, GARRET & FAMILY, I FUCKING LOVE YOU AND YOU ARE FOREVER IN THE SHINE OF MY FAMILY'S ADMIRATION AND THANKS, NOT ALONE, BUT WITH RECOGNITION OF YOUR EXTRAORDINARY AID AND FRIENDSHIP OVER THESE PAST FEW YEARS....THANKS AREN'T ENOUGH, BUT KNOW THAT SUCH IS THE CASE...

Xxo brOdi oxX

My struggle now a struggle of survival instead of passing idle time at entertaining but draining corporate media desk...Still I'm bound to these pages, these memoirs, daily affirmations that

We're not alone.

In fact, we're 45 billion strong and spreading like an uncontrolled virus...us whores, tramps, jocks, a&f boys & gurlz, goths, liars & cheats, lovers & haters....MySpacers.

We are one...We are free...We want only to be seen...we are hot...we are cold...we have more 'friends' than can be SOLD...we are tough...we are truth...we find fulfillment through our youth...I am me, you are you...what can together be found to do?

RENEW, REVISE, RETAIN, RELATE

My Interests

We are quite simple, us HOMO-sapiens, merely by-products of the habits that become our daily life...being legal or illegal, productive or destructive, they produce what we all know of each of our "I." Make them few and make them worthy...none of us are above them as they are the fabric that makes us, but many will pass without knowing a life less guilty from the fingers of those most opposed to everyone else's...and who will fight to the death anyone who should so point out theirs...

LIFE ETERNAL

I'd like to meet:

Be you and be real and be the best you can be...at love, at laughter, at being you...YOU are only as hot as the attitude you keep and the impression you leave...model at will!!!

Music:

Movies:

Top Five:1) Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas 2) Where the Buffalo Roam 3) SLC Punk 4) Natural Born Killers 5) Super Troopers

CHECK OUT THIS MOVIE!!

Books:

The Di Vinci Code, Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Stupid White Men, Dude, Where's My Country, Breakfast of Chamipions, Entropy (J. Rifkin), followed close by the great Calvin and Hobbes diaries

ENTROPY DEFINED ~ WWW.ENTROPY.COM

Heroes:

Only ashes lie in waste where the Idols once stood...all fall, fail or flee...my theory be that the only hero my heart will find will be the one of it's own creation and self resonance...

My Blog

Undeniable...

...R.O.A.D. - trip it's been!! I wish I wasn't saying it, but I believe Jay and I are headed back to LA today. It's been a long one...yet only a week. People have begun to accept our virtual death, or...
Posted by Brodi on Mon, 20 Feb 2006 08:12:00 PST

Why is Today more important than yesterday?

...it's not necessarily. But this posting I did earlier reads to well to not be inserted into the 'blogland' that everyone knows and loves so well. I have a question...is it wrong of pict...
Posted by Brodi on Sat, 14 Jan 2006 06:17:00 PST

One year ago..

Well, it's been about 8 months since I've written anything in here. Where to begin? Well, this won't be as extensive as my last...RIP Hunter. No, this is simply a recognition that it...
Posted by Brodi on Thu, 06 Oct 2005 11:49:00 PST

VIVA LA GONZO

Suddenly I found myself surrounded by tall midgets, gnashing their teeth like rabid dogs, seething at the corners of the mouth. A sight to see to be sure, but a grisley spectacle for someone with my ...
Posted by Brodi on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Follow up the dreamscape

I sure don't get writing on this enough. It should have way more entries, but alas, I am human...by nature I am lazy. I just got out of court for hopefully the last time this morning. Not only did I w...
Posted by Brodi on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Love is like hate wrapped up in a comphy blanket...

I thought I was going to actually kick his ass this weekend. Not that I have hate in my heart, but he made me so angry that it must be love...right? I mean, you can't be that mad at someone or somet...
Posted by Brodi on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Good times, hard times

So I haven't written in a while, but there is just soo much going on that is out of control but adding to the good times...caught with ex boy who was str8 who now says he loves me but is still str8 by...
Posted by Brodi on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Sassafrass

Well today will mark the beginning of the last weekend of the rest of my life. My ex lady of 3 years and I will put the finishing touches on the divorce of sorts. It's amazing how much shit two peop...
Posted by Brodi on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

What?

So I was in love 4 years ago and had to let it go. Not only let it go, but let a little bit of me die away to save the rest. Now, now, 4 years later, he asks me to consider the possibility! If that...
Posted by Brodi on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST