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About Me

Before I started making toys, I had lots of cash to buy cool toys. Now that I'm making toys, I have no cash to buy anything... Floating out there, watching dreaming waiting. An observer and assimilator. Volumes of apparently useless information. Strange connections made by impulse and instinct. Sensing subtle signs, internalizing and fighting to understand. Tired yet hopeful.

My Interests

sculpture architecture video games semiotics animation surrealism anarchy utopias psychology representation fine art imagination god history food sex culture war propaganda botany toys memories lies drugs chocolate robotics film clouds styrofoam global warming dogs economics structuralism pizza soccer nomads sounds meteorites fiberglass...

I'd like to meet:

Artists , seekers , inventors , freaks

Losers , dreamers , chowhounds and geeks

Shakers , Quakers , utopia makers

and Blasphemers

But only if they put it out there

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Music:

Anything in Luke Chueh's Ipod...
and the Orb...
and every artist's favorite girlfriend, Bjork.
and Wierd War ... see if you can handle em.

Television:

The Methadone Metronome ? An efficient delivery mechanism for manufactured needs that drive consumption. blahblah.

Books:

I wish I had the patience for them.

My Blog

for my dad

Death is like a sweet lover who draws you close with soft, tender caresses It holds you in its arms and asks you not to be afraid Languid and warm it flows in your veins soothing the pain, vanquishi...
Posted by Bondi on Fri, 24 Mar 2006 09:31:00 PST

a while ago

Remember that night when We left that hell-hole of a house With your bully dad inside Dog crap in the basement We took that piece of shit Nissan And hauled ass down the road away Cause the cops were ...
Posted by Bondi on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST