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About Me

"Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori, sed dulcius pro patria vivere, et dulcissimum pro patria bibere. Ergo, bibamus pro salute patriae!"

People who frequently eat spicy food enjoy overcoming challenges and applying wood stain to small sounds.

My Interests

angelo badalamenti, bad sex, battle dress uniform, black primer, blatzkreig, bourbon, cheap humour, chips and queso, coffee with chicory, cooking, cuffing my jeans, discipline, firearms, fixed blade knives, german expressionism, gin, gnosticism, golden apple corps, killing the scene, leaving california, literalism, maldoror ist tod, not gaining weight, picture disks, ptol, post-existentialism, post-industrial slsks, rat rods, religious rejectabilly, scotch, sideburns, slsk, smoking, southern food, storing my 10"s, suchre, suzuki marauders, thelema, theoretical fezzigs, toasted sammiches, villa montalvo, writing letters to no-one in particular

I'd like to meet:

MAGNIFICENT TITS!

Music:

Movies:

amazon women on the moon, begotten, crash, dr. alien, the elephant man, full metal jacket, gummo, his girl friday, inauguration of the pleasure dome, j-u-n-k, kill bill vol. 1, the lady vanishes, metropolis, naked lunch, oldboy, phenomena, queen of the amazons, rambo: first blood, secretary, they live, the usual suspects, a very long engagement, witchcraft ix, x, young guns, zardoz

Television:

I kill television sets.

Books:

Maldoror, Naked Lunch, Magick Without Tears, Prometheus Rising, The Wreckers of Civilisation, Songs of the Doomed, The Torture Garden, The Book of the Law, Book of Lies, The Odyssey, The Lathe of Heaven, Hamlet, Ubu Roi, The Dreammachine, The Adolescent, Hells Angels, Breakfast of Champions, A Fire Upon the Deep

My Blog

taste

preface: I am aware that this will most likely reek of social hang-ups, not to mention being posessed of improper capitalization and any other number of things. this was written in an hour, at work. i...
Posted by Frater Partridge on Tue, 29 May 2007 08:12:00 PST

serious?

a defense mechanism against childhood anxieties at first. later internalized and automated, reinforced by dire states of living and A LACK OF ABILITY TO RELATE / UNDERSTANDrealityas rational. it's fun...
Posted by Frater Partridge on Mon, 14 May 2007 05:29:00 PST

so it goes.

there is something ingrained in the american psyche which reels in fucking terror at the sight of a father figure weeping and crying to the point of collapse. especially if it's over the death of his ...
Posted by Frater Partridge on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 11:51:00 PST

bikerzzsss

So apparently I'm single-handedly responsible for instilling in the citizens of Los Gatos a deathly fear of 'biker gangs that hang out at the Motor Inn.' :--Word has spread like wildfire that dangerou...
Posted by Frater Partridge on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 12:09:00 PST

drank

The Nat Turner1.5 oz Blavod black vodka1 oz coffee liquorserve on the rocks/stir in the glassadd a piece of wheat to garnishadd chocolate milk to tasteserve with fried chicken and watermelon...
Posted by Frater Partridge on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 03:07:00 PST

place

i really miss texas. or maybe it's not texas that i miss.what i miss is the kind of life that i had.a sense of belonging.comraderie.also, living in an actual city. cos like. i was proud of austin.and ...
Posted by Frater Partridge on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 07:27:00 PST

bike

Status Update etc.Parts ordered:-Cafe-racer style half-helmet-Chrome clutch and brake levers -Foot pegs-Handlebars with kuryakyn grips, end caps and custom risers (received)-Spacer Jim's Carb Jet Kit ...
Posted by Frater Partridge on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 12:52:00 PST

aholic

People say that workaholics are as such because they find work a more worthy emotional (& whatever else) investment than their home lives. I can see it in their eyes! No lives, knowing nothin...
Posted by Frater Partridge on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 09:59:00 PST

some might call us jaded;

i might agree. once you have gone shooting 12 guage slug right before splitting traffic on a busy highway in LA, & two days later riding back home (six hours) in the rain at night w...
Posted by Frater Partridge on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 09:11:00 PST

hazed

I don't know if it's my job, my home life, my drunken excesses or my insomnia, but something is making me feel numb, buried under a haze of thick silence. Re-birth of adolescent ennui, here we come....
Posted by Frater Partridge on Sun, 03 Dec 2006 10:03:00 PST