Nor Cal or No Cal at All:
So, yeah, I drink a lot of coffee.
Reading, 'riting, and not so much 'rithmatic--though I'm pretty good at cipherin'. Why, I can tell how much a catfish weighs to the nearest pound, just by looking at it. I do enjoy fishing, though now that I'm a sensitive, non-harming wimpy Buddhist type, it's kind of a drag when they swallow the hook. Actually, that was always kind of a drag, but now it makes me feel a little guilty. (Useless emotion.)
What I do have room for: My daughter, Dolores Rose Valentine, who has the following super powers: Stretching, forcefields, invisibility, hot lava, speed running, speed eating, and jumping really high. And some others, but I can't really be expected to keep track of all my kids super powers, can I?
This is Dolly's rock and roll pose for her band "The Rock Girls." It's accomplished by sticking her arm through the neckhole of her butterfly shirt and wrapping the sleeve around her back:
Dolly and her cousin Jake:
Bikes...I race BMX and mountain bikes (downhill and 4 cross), ride street and skateparks on an S&M Stricker...I'm constantly fucking myself up on bikes...might start skating again, don't know...
My bikes are my ladies. They all run perfectly, and when they do break down on me, it's easily fixed. And, they don't get jealous of each other or see other riders on the side.
The commute with bling bike: Volume Sledgehammer with handmade Johnny Chopper Bottema replica forks and Skull Skates retro cruiser handlebars:
The law of diminishing returns: sold two, bought one. My Mongoose EC-X Eric Carter signature four cross bike. (The back rim is a spare...I unfortunately cracked the seam of the stock wheel. It'll be replaced with stronger, welded-seam Sun MTX.)
[STOLEN 12/19/05--RECOVERED 12/20/05] GT DHi w/Rockshox Boxxers:
My Intense race cruiser. She's my baby...Phil Hubs, disc brake, Marwi rainbow titanium spokes. Yeah, I like fenders. They're my trademark:
My USA made aluminum SE Racing Quadangle:
My S&M Stricker street bike:
I collect vintage BMX bikes, too...
1980 Team Mongoose:
1980 Moosegoose:
Volunteering, meditation, Indian food, travel, long distance running (I've run two marathons...haven't been running lately though). I want to ride a bike from Canada to Mexico. Rollercoasters, platanos y crema, photography, motel porn (and Chas Krider & Richard Kern), coffee, travel, people who know what their names mean (Duncan means "Dark knight" or "Warrior of Dark Skin"...I might need to tan more), mid-afternoon naps, hematoma and pleurisy free periods of health, girls in sundresses, creamy skin, mid-priced watches, cheap sunglasses, letting things go, wood-walled steakhouses filled with old men making asinine-sounding business deals, getting tattooed, European BMX magazines, camping, jumping off rocks into cold rivers, pillow fights, healthy debate, the jewel in the center of the lotus...
I'd like to meet some vacuous Marina girls with fried hair and fake boobs who want to have bad sex and not talk a lot. Okay, at all.
You know, and some hot girl who'd like to chill in a meadow with some moose and a basket of pumpkins, pain free. (This is from a Jehovah's Witnesses brochure. I've got to say, if Buddhism is all about the cause/end of suffering, they really need to get some better brochures...horseback rides, bountiful veggies, chicks, moose! Those Witnesses sure have it good...)
Oh, and Kikkoman. I'm not gay or anything, but I do get all weak in the knees for buffed-out fisheaded soy sauce supermen pouring their salty goodness all over me. But, like, not in a gay way...
Right now, it's all about John Brannnon's howls. Not so much Negative Approach, but lots of Laughing Hyenas and Easy Action.
It's Sinatra's world; we just live in it:
Devolution: It's a fact, monkey man!
The Jesus Lizard were pretty much the most amazing live band ever, and if you missed it, well, I'm sorry for you my friend.
"Either it's the best or it's the worst, and since I don't have to choose I guess I won't..."
Now there's an unholy trinity:
If Lefty Frizzell doesn't break your heart, well, congratulations: You are officially heartless.
Ask for it by name:
At one point, Nick Cave had bigger hair than most people you know. Combined.
Black Flag Kills Adam Ant.
"I'll tell you my sexy pee story. One time..."
Is "Exile on Main St" the greatest rock and roll album ever?
And: New Pornographers, AC/DC, Black Sabbath, Steel Pole Bath Tub, Shellac, Big Black, Rapeman, Patsy Cline, Johnny Cash, Adolescents, Bad Brains, Clash, Controllers, Buzzcocks, FM Knives, Girls Against Boys, New Wet Kojak, Lefty Frizzell, Tenessee Ernie Ford, Muddy Waters, John Lee Hooker, M-F Doom, Turbonegro, Modey Lemon, Boss Hog, Pussy Galore, Jon Spencer up until the point he became incredibly boring, Youth Brigade, Riverboat Gamblers, Les Savy Fav, Candy Snatchers, Mudhoney, Thee Michelle Gun Elephant, Seam, Slint, Califone, Calexico, Jets to Brazil, Tom Waits, The Boys, Frank Sinatra, Psychedelic Furs, Nick Cave, Birthday Party, Pedro the Lion, Clem Snide, Dwarves, 16 Horsepower, Slim Cessna's Auto Club, Munly and the Lee Lewis Harlots, Detroit Cobras, Speedealer, Sepultura, Slayer, Fugazi, British Sea Power, Godspeed You Black Emperor!, Lauging Hyenas, Mule, Surgery, Cramps, Circle Jerks, 400 Blows, Andre Nickatina, Wire, Alkaline Trio, Anti Nowhere League, Cursive, Guided By Voices, Heroine Sheiks, Cows, Jawbreaker, Woggles, Hot Snakes, Hives, Desmond Dekker, Toots and the Maytalls, Joan Jett, Runaways, Joe Jackson, Descendents, Swans, Mountain Goats, John Vanderslice, Temptations, Undertones, Vibrators, Velvet Underground, Lurkers, Damned, Superchunk, Wire, Mission of Burma, Minutemen, Neil Young and Crazy Horse, Zero Boys, X, Robyn Hitchcock, Pavement, Wilco, Old 97's, The Saints, Stiff Little Fingers, X Ray Spex, These Arms Are Snakes, Dead Boys, Avengers, Poster Children, Spoon (though their last record isn't so hot), Sly & The Family Stone, Al Green, Otis Redding, New Amsterdams, Neutral Milk Hotel, New York Dolls, Mogwai, Neurosis, Melvins, Isley Brothers, James Brown, English Beat, The Jam, The Strokes, White Stripes, Flying Burrito Brothers, Paint It Black, Geraldine Fibbers, Carla Bozulich, Breather Resist, Fleshies, Bottles and Skulls, Firewater, Elvis Costello, Public Enemy, NWA, Dan Sartain, Country Teasers, Corduroy, Demolition Doll Rods, Chokebore, Pixies, Morphine, Isaac Hayes, Pinback, Black Heart Procession, Three Mile Pilot, Pogues, Pretenders, Radio Birdman, Stratford 4, Agent Orange, Tarnation, Paula Frazer, TSOL, Cock Sparrer, CAN, Thrall, and a few others.
House of Yes, Waiting For Guffman, Taxi Driver, Sin City, Dark City, Bad Lieutenant, Devil's Rejects, 200 Cigarettes, Jarmusch even if my friend Ann thinks he's too 80's, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, Brazil, Full Metal Jacket, A Clockwork Orange, Dr. Strangelove, Kurosawa, Donnie Brasco, Donnie Darko (that's Myspace mandatory), American Movie, American Pimp, War Photographer, Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (the original, bitch!), The Godfather, Apocalypse Now, Deer Hunter, Patton, the original Trilogy, BMX DVDs, Dogtown and Z Boys, Old School, Zoolander, Cop Land, Dog Day Afternoon, Platoon, Being John Malkovich, Virgin Suicides (though the book is way better), and any movie where I can see puffy red lips 8 ft. across and fall stupidly in love.
Remember that Beatnigs song about television? "Television! Drug of the nation, feeding ignorance, breeding radiation." True dat.
Right now:
This book is great. Must read:
In terms of knowing how to live, I'd say don't trust anyone over 7.