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Earl the Barbarian

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About Me


I smell of photo chemicals and taste like adventure. Bourbon makes me act like I am Ernest Hemingway. I know twelve completely undiscovered actors and one relation of Justin Timberlake. I would be spending the next few years of my life turning a degree in Theatre Performance (O youth! vanity!) into a degree in Media Technology, but instead I decided to follow my inner nerd and went with Information Systems. It could have been worse. I wanted to be a mad scientist, but physics was two extra semesters.

My Interests

Experimental theatre, hard-hitting rockstar journalism, networked communication, bohdisattvas, imagery and symbolism, neural networks, quantum computing, silicon wafers and things contained therein, turning coal into diamonds

I'd like to meet:

Good natured people.

Music:

"Pop Nerds: Identification: Pop Nerds have an abiding love of everything canonically agreed upon as great by their peers, none of whom they respect. Their own taste is unimpeachable, and everyone else's is dead wrong. They know more about bands they hate than you know about your favorite band. They know what label Jesus was on. They are torn between hating Rob Sheffield and secretly wanting to be him. They read books about books about music. Pop nerds are much more likely to be male than female, because boys have a far greater tendency toward wasting their lives in the pursuit of meaningless trivia. They fancy themselves as John Cusack from High Fidelity, but really they're a perfect mixture of Jack Black and the effeminate bald guy. They can be tough to spot in the wild, because they never leave their houses. The most effective way to identify a pop nerd, should you encounter one in the wild, is to ask him if he's heard of a made-up band. While any non-liar with nothing to prove would simply say "no," any nerd worth his salt would try to bullshit their way out of it. Musical Taste: They all like The Velvet Underground, unless you accuse them of liking the Velvet Underground, in which case they bust out their contingency plan about what a pathetic poseur Lou Reed was." -The Field Guide to North American Hipsters, Volume 1

Movies:

Pretentious indie crap that everybody fawns over. Also movies about space, zombies, and space zombies.

Television:

The collective products of Williams Street

Books:

All of them except Dianetics because Dianetics was bullshit

My Blog

They call me the sloth . . .

italian spaghettisleeping all dayspending nights in barsRecipe for confusion:1 part endless drinking1 part girls (not girl parts, which would be even more confusion)2 parts soul crushing boredom1 part...
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Wed, 24 Oct 2007 01:43:00 PST

Update yr damn Myspace

I know I did . . . after I realized I hadn't looked at some of this stuff since January.I also just realized that my top blog entry is a trailer for a movie that could easily be summarized as Shaft In...
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 05:04:00 PST

Hanzo the Razor

Note: This clip isn't for the faint of heart or penis. It contains boobs and kung-fu. And kung-fu boobs. And a guy training in a rather, um, unorthodox manner to defeat kung-fu boobs. Don't say I didn...
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 08:16:00 PST

The politics of ceaseless old man bitching

I wrote a pretty good post over at 425 Nanometers about, well, ceaseless old man bitching and how it's screwing up our town. Come read it and chime in with opinions. (Myron, I'm looking at you. I thin...
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 08:56:00 PST

Come see my band on Tuesday

9pm at the Front Page Deli.
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Sun, 27 May 2007 04:14:00 PST

My new blog

425 Nanometers, for all the crap I'm thinking about right now.
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 01:01:00 PST

I feel like a beetle on its back, and there's no way for me to get up

Love will get you like a case of anthrax And that's something I don't want to catch
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Mon, 25 Sep 2006 11:59:00 PST

danced on broken wineglasses barefoot

picked themselves up out of basements hungover with heartless Tokay and horrors of Third Avenue iron dreams & stumbled to unemployment officesI hate everything. I've gotta fix that.EDIT: Dig this, da...
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Sun, 18 Jun 2006 11:19:00 PST

part two

It's 2:30 and I'm drunk. This is an awful perilous position to be casting stones from.
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Fri, 16 Jun 2006 12:28:00 PST

I am the only person . . .

that can go to a bar and before walking out decide (from bar conversation) that taking a summer C++ class would be totally awesome. I have to stop agreeing to intellectual endeavors when I'm soused.I ...
Posted by Earl the Barbarian on Sat, 29 Apr 2006 10:18:00 PST