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About Me

Milk-smooth moon-eyed feral-tongued head-in-the-waves ghosts-in-my-hair with ______-of-weirdness. Whimsiful and subject to bouts of falling. Got a jangley walk and a mumbly talk and the pinchinest toes around. They call me The Midnight Barber and I am nobody's little weasel.

My Interests

I wish I were a flapper. I dig halloween, sheets with high tread-counts, horror movies, fx makeup, pinup girls, carnival kitsch and sideshows, climbing stuff, hyperboles, glam rock, cat noses, traveling and going on adventures, serial killers, October, marx brothers, quality thrift store/flea market finds, squirrels, absinthe, old-fashioned things, cute things, scary things, weirdos, violence, ultra-violence, that musty book smell, the smell of fire, the sound of cinderblocks rubbing against each other, being barefoot, Get Naked!, and full moons. I wish I could marry all of my friends and live in a giant house near water with a splendid typewriter and a stocked-to-the-teeth liquor cabinet. Je ne regrette rien.img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/Smiggleyx/sirens _10.jpg"

I'd like to meet:

Be the best. No negativity, no weakness, no acquiescence to fear or disaster, no errors of ignorance, no evasion from reality.

tonsil-hockey gold medalist
I have real and imaginary friends.

Saucy McMeatpants

Impetuous Theatre Group

Double D

Captain Sans Pants

Conifer

Angel

Chef Valiant Bob

Lady Shrapnel

" Miss Puss in Boots

Feline Fine

Trixie

Jugs O'Reilly

Fur Curious

Kait

Lewis Hetfield

Pitter Pat

point and stare

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Music:

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Movies:

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Television:

Mr. Mecklenburg, a childhood crush.

Books:

Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you.

Heroes:

Those real honest-to-god lovers that aren't afraid of anything.

My Blog

Jesus, Lay Your Creamy Hands Upon Me! (or, "Easter Miracles and Other Holiday Happenings")

So Pash was enjoying a homemade peanutbutter egg this Easter morning when, much to her suprise, she saw our lordsavior Jesus Christ staring out of the confection from whence she had just taken a bite....
Posted by Alley/Sally on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 08:49:00 PST

Easter Egg Battle

A pile of the cousins congregated tonight for an Easter Egg Battle. It was mighty. I think the eggs are being donated to a church egg hunt... well, all except mine, I suspect. Serious supplies. ...
Posted by Alley/Sally on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 09:22:00 PST

And you come out a CrabCake

Back when I had a lot of time I used to bake the most elaborate things, but then I just stopped. Today I needed a break from writing so I made these. Don't wanna toot my own horn, but they're so ...
Posted by Alley/Sally on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 11:00:00 PST

arts-n-crafts night: porn + glue

So a couple of months ago I surrepetitiously came into posession of a suitcase of vintage porn. I kept it in my closet in hopes that I'd put it to good use. Just busted it out the other night at arts-...
Posted by Alley/Sally on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 04:21:00 PST

Down by the river

Poet adventure day. Buckley house. Barge-hopping with Matt down on the East River. Alt-cafe. Shiraz. Best doorstep ever. Practice safe tree-hugging. construction hall of death No sleep till....
Posted by Alley/Sally on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 08:49:00 PST

I love...

Damn, I love sunflowers. Especially when there's five-million of them in my front yard. Five-million little awe-struck faces gaping at the sun, following it around the sky with their happy little...
Posted by Alley/Sally on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 08:33:00 PST

I couldn't awake from the nightmare, it sucked me in and pulled me under.

"Jeff Buckley was found in the Memphis Harbor on Wednesday afternoon, June 4. 1997 The 30-year-old singer had been missing since Thursday, May 29, but had been presumed drowned by his family a...
Posted by Alley/Sally on Tue, 30 May 2006 04:11:00 PST

disposable camera: late april

Demonstrating awkward grade-school dance moves on South Street. Ever drive to Philly for a sold out show? Fish-sandwich sculpture. The infamous ticket. Somehow this picture epitomizes dance parti...
Posted by Alley/Sally on Wed, 03 May 2006 09:13:00 PST

Burning with a beautiful fever

Well, at least I made the bus. It's amazing how time can crawl uneventful for a while, folding into itself with monotony and then suddenly explode into a frenzy of action, each moment counting, jaws s...
Posted by Alley/Sally on Tue, 25 Apr 2006 07:53:00 PST

skin's crawling

I don't like talking on the cell phone when I'm driving. So last night when I had to make a call I pulled off in a church parking lot. It was a full moon, kinda misty out, about 2.30am. Remembered tha...
Posted by Alley/Sally on Fri, 14 Apr 2006 04:47:00 PST