A swamp donkey (back on top)

About Me

"You eat God and exscrete truth four hours later. Take a whiff-what a lovely fragrance that truth has!"

I have a column, if you care to read it at iconsofpunk.com/misadventure.

buy marcella's pictures now!

i said now fuckers!

My Interests

vegan food.coffee. karaoke. text messaging. roadtrips. brushing my teeth. sleeping late and watching cartoons. pancakes. dance dance revolution. ultimate fighting. laffy taffy. watching movies with the sound off or just real people from far away and make up names and conversations for them because what is really happening is probably boring.

I'd like to meet:

anyone who who can speak fluent clingon and who doesn't write crappy cliche poetry and make me read it and get offended when i say i don't like it. also anyone who works for an airline so i can fly places cheap. that would be awesome...

Music:

Here we go again,
infatuation touches me just when I thought that it would end
oh but then again
it seems much more than that
but I'm not sure exactly what you're thinking
I toss and turn all night
thinking of your ways of effection
but to find that it's not different at all
I throw away my past mistakes and contemplate my future
that's when I say...
what the hey!?!?
would I last forever?
you and I together, hand and hand we run away
(far away)
I'm in for nasty weather
but I'll take whatever you can give that comes my way
(far away)

Movies:

baseketball. the mighty ducks.can't hardly wait. xanadu. as good as it gets.

Television:

SCRUBS. 30 rock. it's always sunny in philadelphia. gilmore girls. buffy. top chef. the state. FLAVOR OF LOVE (and all spin-offs). surgery on tv. ANTIQUES ROADSHOW.

Books:

no thank you.

Heroes:

..WOLVERINE duh....and anyone who has ever been arrested for sending crap in the mail.

My Blog

drunk poem from one drunk to another.

i met this random 50+ year old man at a bar in brooklyn last night named oscar. he bought me a beer (choclate flavored by the way. amazing.) and told me and may-har he was a concert pianist. &nb...
Posted by A swamp donkey (back on top) on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 02:54:00 PST

bear in mind...........

" The object of life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out shouting, "Holy SHIT, WHat a Ride!!!" - In memory o...
Posted by A swamp donkey (back on top) on Sat, 20 Aug 2005 01:41:00 PST

roman has left the building

i am beyond sad that roman is not here anymore...i am furious!! i have barely cried at all because i told myself...circle of life..bla blah..and even though he was "gone" i didn't feel like he r...
Posted by A swamp donkey (back on top) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

if i only had the balls to say "fuck you".....

fuck you for having so many good things happen to you now that i don't know you anymore! fuck you for not getting fat fuck you for being better than me, thus causing me to feel inadequate. fuck you fo...
Posted by A swamp donkey (back on top) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

at your funeral

dear roman, i know i didn't know you as well as many of the people did at your funeral today. i am not family, nor am i long time family friend, but you never made me feel like anything l...
Posted by A swamp donkey (back on top) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

you know you are lonely when...

you are going to make cupcakes and by the time your oven is pre heated, you only have enough batter left for 8 cupcakes. i had enough left for eleven. i guess i am ok then
Posted by A swamp donkey (back on top) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST