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About Me

cold coffee, twin peaks season 2, an illustrated copy of jabberwocky, invisible cities by italo calvino, a black papermate pen, a pair of addidas campus (forest green), a pair of steve madden loafers, kenneth cole watch, amberesque handled cuticle trimmer, a bag of garden herb croutons, smokes, and a letter from home...... this is the crude assortment of things in my immediate world.... it may shift a little from time to time.... but largely this is it..... and you know what? I tend to like it that way..... the feng shui of the bachelor.
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My Interests

reading, writing, music (listening), mess making, pondering, hiking, coffee & crosswords, wandering, smiling.

I'd like to meet:

I'm allowing for serendipity...

Music:

Built to Spill, Ziggy Stardust, Sigur Ros, Flotation Toy Warning, The Band, Langley Schools Music Project, The Afghan Whigs, the first two My Morning Jacket albums, Great Lake Swimmers, Lemon Jelly, Jesus and Mary Chain, Sebadoh, The Hold Steady, m83, Lambchop, The Cinematic Orchestra, Lawless, Why?, Electric President, Neil Young, Ride, Ms. John Soda, 13 and God, James Zabiela, Destroyer, The Bees, Sven Vath, The Sleepy Jackson, Hood, dave clarke (the 5 and the 1) Mojo Nixon, Bark Psychosis......so many many many many many many many many more..... thankfully the list never ends....

Movies:

Wings of Desire, Cool Hand Luke, The City of Lost Children, Platoon, Withnail and I, The Last Waltz, River's Edge, The Blues Brothers, Strange Brew....etc etc etc.

Books:

Hamlet, The Fountainhead, Death on the Installment Plan, The Little Prince, Tales of Ordinary Madness, Nausea, Hunger, Tender is the Night, The Sun Also Rises, The Pleasure of the Text, The Myth of Sisyphus, Mad Love, The Dharma Bums......

Heroes:

mom's the only hero..... others I must confess i only admire....

My Blog

bridging the gap.

I won't love to lose....... not again....... as the refrain of the overture of my life..... dictation towards violins humming and the horns of the french...... warbling..... their tune..... not mine, ...
Posted by green pajama on Sat, 19 May 2007 08:09:00 PST

much to my chagrin

The crime commits itself beneath a sweeping gesture of his hand and umbrellas are opening overturned in deference to the collection of evidence.... laughter is the formation of a litany aro...
Posted by green pajama on Thu, 17 May 2007 06:40:00 PST

bee eater.

a bear out of hibernation rumbling hungry... september's old gore crusted across his chest... sleep blinking away in the brightness.... a graceful bow to his den, clumsy piourette in the filmy moted a...
Posted by green pajama on Tue, 15 May 2007 09:18:00 PST

cranky.

The stars fuck like teenagers... crashing together clumsily in a parody of expectation and passion... we're their bedsprings, car shocks, couch cushions, or their earthworms.... collecting their lunch...
Posted by green pajama on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 09:03:00 PST

Self Rejection #17

Take Harlem....... in story and song a place of bustling romance and rhythm a calliope of summertime joy..... a collision of 20's, 30's, 60's, and 70's harmonizing a disco jitterbug daydreamt collage ...
Posted by green pajama on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 08:23:00 PST

fort night.

I come home not as a tyrant today, but as a serf..... I'm bent to the dragging needs of the kingdom of broken circadia.... rubbed raw, aching, tired, a flagellated stem ekeing out sustenance from a sc...
Posted by green pajama on Sun, 15 Apr 2007 08:52:00 PST

no signs of irrational exuberance

The microscope kills the context.... words slip by outside the edges of the slide as a tattoo's garbled echo..... fingernails drum on the desk shaking out the detritus of the days dig.... fruitle...
Posted by green pajama on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 08:54:00 PST

mined

it's slowly slipping back into me ...... familiar things freshened by the early spring air... another sleep, two maybe, at most..... today I'll lay my head back and lace my fingers beneath my ey...
Posted by green pajama on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 10:45:00 PST