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Derek

I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships, Friends and Networking

About Me

My name's Derek. I enjoy writing, reading, billiards, chess, classical and electronic music, and other stuff.
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My Interests

"The Best Cigarette" by Billy Collins.

I'd like to meet:

The Grim Reaper- considering all those on my heroes list are dead.

Music:

Beethoven, Verdi, Wagner, The Talking Heads, Devo, Lou Reed, The Rolling Stones, Leonard Cohen, Iggy Pop, Aphex Twin, Orbital, Autechre, Kraftwerk, New Order, The Cure, Underworld, The Velvet Underground, Depeche Mode, Morrissey, The Smiths:

Movies:

Donnie Darko, American Psycho, 24 Hour Party People, Nosferatu, The Graduate, Risky Business, Weird Science, Apocalypse Now, Waiting for Trains, Pulp Fiction, Reservoir Dogs, Silence of the Lambs, Rebel Without A Cause, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Wonder Boys, Das Boot, Trainspotting, The Professional, La Femme Nikita(French version), A Clockwork Orange, Rumble Fish, The Hustler, The Color of Money, The Rules of Attraction, Singles, Metropolis, Lost in Translation:

Television:

Project Runway, The Speed Channel, VH1 Classic: The Alternative, How It's Made

Books:

Easton Ellis: American Psycho, The Rules of Attraction, Less Than Zero, Glamorama, The Informers, Lunar Park. McInerney: Bright Lights Big City, Model Behavior, The Good Life, Story of My Life. Exley: A Fan's Notes, Last Notes From Home. Melville: Moby Dick. Burgess: a clockwork orange. Chabon: Mysteries of Pittsburgh, Wonderboys. Hemingway: Farewell to Arms. Dr. HST: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Rum Diary. Frank O'Hara: Lunch Poems

Heroes:

James Dean, Ludwig Van Beethoven, Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, Willie Mosconi, Dr. Ing Fitzgerald Porsche, Manfred Albrecht Freiherr von Richthofen (a.k.a: The Red Baron)

My Blog

Holiday in The Springs

Holiday in the Springs1.The driveway was packed when I arrived at the hotel, but  since I only have an overnight bag in the trunk it wasn’t a big deal, and I really didn’t have to use...
Posted by Derek on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 03:05:00 PST

Flicker - A Poem

I am smoking this cigarette for youMaybe you deserve it You probably don't There has been smoke shed for meOnce maybe twiceI know this as I lye hereMy eyes to the skyEach star a moment Every flicker a...
Posted by Derek on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 09:42:00 PST

Questions You Will Read and Not Answer and I’m an Idiot Because I Never Bothered to Ask

Have you missed me? I have been away from this blog for a while now -- but I guess that shouldn't suprise any of you who actually know me or have come subscribed themselves to this blog. Anyways, I ca...
Posted by Derek on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 01:06:00 PST

Teary Blow Job - A Poem

Teary Blow Job         I went out behind the barTo have a smokeUnderneath the industrial spotsAnd standing thereAgainst the wall I exhaled Pushed it all out So I cou...
Posted by Derek on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 12:02:00 PST

The Audience - a poem

Timed perfectlyI am waiting toStart the soundtrackAnd Roll blank film Onto a pock-marked pale screenFor all those arrivedFor all those waited Sit shifting In the darknessEyes blinkFocusing uponWhat is...
Posted by Derek on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 03:24:00 PST

Take

How much more can I giveWhen there is so little leftFor myself. Take and takeAnd there will be nothing leftIn the end you will knowWhen your heart Will no longer beat It will not beat for lifeOr for l...
Posted by Derek on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 01:36:00 PST

Convertible

There is something inherently distressing about someone being in a convertible without a smile. In fact it can plain out ruin your day if you were to pull up next to such a person at a red light or to...
Posted by Derek on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 01:55:00 PST

Crazy

Watching the fog try and strangle the last bit of life, the last bit of breathe out of the city -- it wraps around the peaks of our tallest buildings and hangs over the valley, hiding the trees from t...
Posted by Derek on Thu, 10 May 2007 11:41:00 PST

Fuckin Hell

I am in Hell. That is the absolute truth. I mean I guess my life could be worse, but I'm used to a certain standard of living - like most or all of you reading this blog. I have worked a week and a ha...
Posted by Derek on Thu, 03 May 2007 02:47:00 PST

A poem from January 2005

The days go  on And the nites too, Like running water Wearing me through So I will become A trace A pebble in a muddied brook.   The illusion of life continues Showing off its perverted fac...
Posted by Derek on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 01:41:00 PST