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Derringer Doll

How often do you see your face painted on the canvas of my metaphors?

About Me



I'm Batman?

'Nuff said.

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My Interests



Soccer, photography, snowboarding, surfing (3 Steve), music, writing, passion, Guinness, comedy, running, biking, snails, penguins, clever people, randomness, distasteful humor, sarcasm, intelligence, laughing, abandoned houses, railroad tracks, sushi, burritos, pad thai, beaches, trying anything new, making out, imaginary animals, road rage, laughing, flirting, your mom....and dad...sweet.

I'd like to meet:

Must meet the following criteria:

Or you must be this guy:

Music:

I'm currently addicted to Circa Survive, The Shins, Bjork, Band of Horses, Inara George, Radiohead, and the Black Keys.

Movies:

If you have not seen True Romance, do it. If you have and you didn't like it, don't talk to me.

Television:

Supernatural (yeah, I said it), Dexter, Grey's Anatomy, Adult Swim, Family Guy.

Books:

Anything by Heinlein, Douglas Adams, Dave Eggars...suggestions welcome.

Heroes:



Cool Hand Luke Skywalker Texas Ranger

Courtesy of my genius slapped in the face with Tim's genius, all wrapped up with the kickass inspiration of Dri. We are all things rock.

My Blog

Closets and Fancy Clothes

I can't trust you With your suit pockets sewn shut Boot heels crushing my hope When you walk over me out the door You're a stranger Made for borrowed nights Backlit in soft glow By my foolishness You...
Posted by Derringer Doll on Wed, 14 May 2008 12:03:00 PST

Clouds Fade to Grey

You're alone in your clouds The weeks have left me down on the ground You've left me Lonely Under forgotten sky Stuck back where I said I'd never be Reminded why closed feels so cold Yet soothing Unde...
Posted by Derringer Doll on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 05:11:00 PST

The indie boy and the business trip

February 3rd LAX to DFW 7am PST - No Sleep Everyone knows sleeping on a plane doesn't really count as sleep. However, I can say that, aside from trying to keep the sun out of my eyes, the fl...
Posted by Derringer Doll on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 12:40:00 PST

The mixed signals and the business trip

February 6 Love to Hobby Flight 47 6pm central time I knew it when I saw your picture.  Fuck, it was practically spelled out in your goddamn grin plastered above your spread of beers.  Grant...
Posted by Derringer Doll on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 01:21:00 PST

The couple and the business trip

February 6 DFW to Houston Love Airfield 6pm Flight 47 - Day 3No one important flies Southwest Airlines. It's the Motel 6 of airlines. There is this man and woman traveling together on my flight. Th...
Posted by Derringer Doll on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 12:58:00 PST

Occupational Assessment

I have talent...        &nb sp;         &nb sp;   when does the confidence come?  And after the ...
Posted by Derringer Doll on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 04:08:00 PST

Playing favorites

I wish you were my favorite person.
Posted by Derringer Doll on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 01:01:00 PST

Resignation

The morning light holds me, quarter to 7am.  I roll over to find the room smells like dead fish again.  I can't bear to open my eyes and face another day of blubbering and apathy for a light...
Posted by Derringer Doll on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 01:36:00 PST

Beneath the willow trees

Assumption and experience hold me Somewhere down your wooded road Digging holes with broken fingernails And bloody bruised up hands Long before you've come outside Shovel in hand to leave me You'll fi...
Posted by Derringer Doll on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 12:37:00 PST

8:00 am cultivates ninja plans

I work in Downtown LA in a 57 story high-rise building.  I have to take the elevator up to the 30th floor everyday.  I hate my job.  Not because of the elevators.  They've done not...
Posted by Derringer Doll on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 09:50:00 PST