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eduardo

is you is or is you aint my baby

About Me

slightly worn, slightly threadbare hammock mostly but also a paint peeling mechanism bubbling from the bottom of a canal. Drinking orange-tangerine Tropicana makes me happy. I would smoke like a movie star but i know you die from it and it feels good when I exercise and endorphins pump into my brain like the bursts of a rust-fire crown. My own personal time capsule: Tinny taste of blood as I bite the inside of my lip, sound of shovel hitting dirt, smell of clean-shaven wood. My feet left stinging and looking like a chocolate chip cookie from walking on hot asphalt. The beginning of a long cold night in which history is made or forgotten. I am a reticent reader of horoscopes but find that I like being a Scorpio. Raging waves washing clothes and your face. When the sun finally rises, cold patches in the sea as I am almost blinded by the white-light ribbons of the robe of an orange Indian goddess. Part-time fire-breather and exploding star, the wind and trees settle their gossip and chatter and cross their arms.

My Interests

film, music, art, writing, literature, poetry, short stories, photography, conversation, mining the social psyche, playing, running, sweating, adventures, leaves, travel, cold rain, daring myself, vertical objects that break up the horizon, the re-takeover of suburban land by egrets, design, science, observation, storytelling. fan of the samurai, t-shirts, thrift stores, the ocean. working on any type of craft and building on it. Currently: getting ready to move to NYC (looking for an apartment and roommate), trying to make sense of a math equation that doesn't add up (my financial situation and going back to school very soon), working last jobs to make extra cash, trying to soak in miami and spend time with friends and family before i go.

I'd like to meet:

pictures with streaks of light in them, giacometti sculpture animations, spanish conquistadors, wild-eyed punk rockers, people like soft-baked bread. cupcakes. with fancy icing and not. people not scared of getting dirty. let's sing as we roller-coaster over the cliff

Music:

new order, bjork, the magnetic fields, the smiths, the beatles, brian eno, the velvet underground, belle and sebastian, bebel gilberto, cesaria evora, yo la tengo, radiohead, portishead, múm, lali puna, the pixies, depeche mode, omd, slowdive, cocteau twins, aphex twin, plaid, godspeed, silver mount zion, cat power, kings of convenience, pj harvey, the dirty three, tortoise, ennio morricone, explosions in the sky, fela kuti, four tet, stereolab, hope sandoval, the beach boys, saturday looks good to me, the microphones, mirah, wilco, massive attack, modest mouse, the kinks, old motown, phil spector, oldies, manchester, big band, old country, dub, bossa, brazilia, college rock, indiepop, classic rock, lo-fi, bossa, more thoughtful electronica, old school booty music, anything that inspires travel in time and space, strange talk shows on the am and sometimes listening to radiostations where i can't understand what they are saying.currently: the tough alliance, suburban kids with biblical names (whats up with those scandis), the raincoats, and i must say i have i have a smiths fever lately for some reason.

Movies:

2001, cinema paradiso, in the mood for love, my life as a dog, children of heaven, the white ballon, trainspotting, rear window, the 400 blows, breathless, 28 days later, la cienaga, buffalo 66, the seven samurai, rashomon, the decalogue, shallow grave, some like it hot, spaghetti westerns, stranger than paradise, mystery train, the professional, annie hall, todo sobre mi madre, playtime, the saddest music in the world, kill bill one, la niña santa, santa sangre, morvern callar, punch drunk love, the royal tanenbaums. a few recent picks: the puffy chair, grindhouse (good fun). current: i just saw "suddenly, last summer" elizabeth taylor was a hottie before she became a makeup counter dragon lady.

Television:

put your head in it and wear it like a helmet. i must say that i am in mild withdrawal after a recent "top chef" marathon though.

Books:

"the stranger" by camus, "on love" by alain de buiton, "siddhartha" by hesse. fan of the short story: roald dahl, chekhov, guy de maupaussant, mark twain. hemingway, james baldwin, paul auster, italo calvino. i sometimes refer to these people: deborah tannen, desmond morris, joseph campbell. currently: "special topics in calamity physics" by marisha pessl (so far good tho kind of chick-litish). up next: "middlesex" by eugenides.

Heroes:

jesus, buddha, my parents, albert einstein, richard feynman, brother eugene, joseph campbell, desmond morris, sigmund freud, carl jung, those monks that set themselves on fire, anyone making bold moves.

My Blog

Kemang, Let Me Show You Where Its At

Friday 8/18/06Lisa and I took a short trip out to Kemang yesterday. It is the hipster expatriate neighborhood of Jakarta. Although it was the Indonesian Independence Day, we didnt really see any of ...
Posted by eduardo on Sat, 19 Aug 2006 08:09:00 PST

Expatriate Games.

Wednesday 8/16/06Expatriate. For some reason I associate this word with a slight betrayal or turning back on ones country (ex-patriot?) Though I know it is used otherwise to describe emigres, a nega...
Posted by eduardo on Sat, 19 Aug 2006 08:06:00 PST

Anyer mark get ready go

Monday 8/14/06Okay. I am ready to revise my above statement about Bahasa sounding like the most beautiful language created. Depending on your level of frustration, it can sound like sweet banana cli...
Posted by eduardo on Sat, 19 Aug 2006 08:00:00 PST

time travel: I dont know why I get such a kick out of jumping a day ahead

8/14/06The date that loomed over me, AUGUST 3rd, finally came. Next thing I knew, I was traveling through time in a whirlwind of airplane movies (watched six movies!), airport security, buses, and pe...
Posted by eduardo on Sat, 19 Aug 2006 07:54:00 PST

trv: I think if I made up a language it would sound like this: Jakarta singa gamelan

It seems that the first part of travel writings are not so much about the places one arrives to see, but sometimes about the expectations one carries with them and how they dissolve away when confront...
Posted by eduardo on Fri, 18 Aug 2006 05:24:00 PST

pm: lifted from the sea

lifted from the sea 7/7/02 you told me you didnt need to hear it nothing good could come from it but that is the way I operate. maybe I dream of some way of communicating (with that woma...
Posted by eduardo on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

pm: tongue of fire

the tongue of fire over my head that i extinguish when i turn on the shower 12/02/04 its ok until i wake up from sleep its then when i find myself unsettled and i see that there is a small ...
Posted by eduardo on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST