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Paul

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

This is an odd thing to write, hmmm what to say... Me, eh, I'm so laid back I turn an office chair into a Lazy Boy. I'm fairly new in town, but, I've met some fantastic people. Oddly, this feels like a quiz (how do I prove I'm not crazy). I'm never bothered with mundane political, gossipy shit. My feelings are difficult to hurt, not that I'm not sensitive; I just don't wear them on my sleeve and I don't care what you think. I'm goofy, yet reserved, I don't break out unless I know you, well. I'm sweet and viciously catty. I prefer to observe rather than get involved, I'm the best listener you'll ever meet.

My Interests

The taboo, the tacky. I love it. Carnival culture, tiki, loungeism, freak shows Rockabilly/Psychobilly/gothabilly (if it ends in "billy" I probably like it), burlesque, horror of all sorts, performance art, semiotics, the 50's, lowbrow art, anything that pushes the limits, really. If someone spit on it once, it's probably in my house (A friend of mine once said "Oh daddy, that's hideous! Can I have it?). I love going to garage sales and haggling over stuff inside the house (Actually getting it is even better). Tattoos are lovely, though I fear getting one in a new city. I kill boredom in bizarre ways, I build monuments to hanging out, I soak unsuspecting downtown drunks with liquid fury launched from my secret lair (beware), get into wicked moped accidents for sexy scars, prank with song, I built a rainforest for a frog I never met, trade lawn accouterments, take old ladies out dancing and ::gasp:: read.

I'd like to meet:

They're all dead.

Music:

This list could be friggin huge, but, I'm only including what I'm listening to now. Consider yourselves spared.Morrissey, The Smiths, The Mezcal Brothers (Mexican Elvis? Hell yes! Lincolnites should know...), Danzig (Evil Italian Elvis, the EIE), Elvis (The orig mama), Nekromanticz (Dead girls don't cry), Yma Sumac (5 octaves of power, guaranteed to make you shit yourself), The Misfits (With the EIE is better, but I don't hate), Martin Denny (For drinks with umbrellas and plastic monkeys Mmmmmm), The Deep Eynde, Parliament (Bootsy bitches, Bootsy), The Rev. Horton Heat (They go to my church), Ghoultown, the Ghastly ones.

Movies:

Rosemary's Baby, Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?, Hush Hush Sweet Charlotte, Evil Deads, City of God, John Waters everything except Pecker which sucks ass, Koyaanisquatsi, Cabinet of Dr Caligari, Haxan, The Devil's Rain (The Doc, Shatner, Skerrit, and Travolta: Hilarious), The Wicker Man, Steel Magnolias, Friday, Jackie Brown, Animal Crackers, Dead Alive, Duck Soup, The Misfits, Anything with Vincent Price or Christopher Lee, Nosferatu (the orig and the Herzog/Kinski), Everything Hitchcock and Wells, Castle Freak, Coffin Joe, Spirited Away, Freaks, Damn I love movies, this is all I'll list. ROCK AND ROLL NIGHTMARE (The greatest piece of cinema ever)

Television:

Dexter

Books:

So much to put here... The Lucifer Principle, the entire CoS reading list (that tidies it up a bit), Frank Waters, Umberto Eco (All books by semioticians in fact), Harpo Speaks!, The Wasp Factory, Stiff, Everything by Irivne Welsh aside from Filth - which was dog snot though I haven't read Porno yet, Huxley, LaVey, Metzger (compilations), Nancy Waters, The nameless authors of filthy ass 70's porn novels, Bukowski, Burroughs, Manga (too much to list), Hollywood Babylon 1&2, Harold Scheckter, Casteneda (all but the last 2), I'm really a fiend for books, I read up to 6 at a time. Too much to put up here, ask me, I'll tell you what's worth reading. And there's nothing worth reading more at the moment than Saint Morrissey, just when I thought I was obsessed. Yikes.

Heroes:

Harpo Marx (and to a lesser degree Groucho and Chico, Zeppo can fuck off), G.G. Allin, Anton LaVey, Howard Bloom, Ayn Rand, Marilyn Monroe, Sinatra, Eddie Izzard, Bill Hicks, Abbie Hoffman, Morrissey, Rev. Leyba, Richard Metzger, Penn and Teller, David Blaine, Pam Grier, and anyone who can give me goosebumps.

My Blog

Como etee? Ah yes: fuckers.

Some ricockulous motherfucker posted "offensive" material on the XY page and now it's gone.May your children be raped by the well hung goats you undoubtedly posted. Stugots!
Posted by Paul on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 04:48:00 PST

The top 8 is BS and so are you...

If I could care less they would have to invent a device. I know everyone in my top 8. Favors, sexual or otherwise, don't enter into the equation. What the fuck does it matter? If I could have none in ...
Posted by Paul on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 03:49:00 PST

I am blogtastic

Fuck, how can I not write about my experience with the cops and the broken glass? Actually, there's very little to say. Aside from; I came home, a window was busted in the salon and I called the cops....
Posted by Paul on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 04:08:00 PST

So you want to see my penis..

Ask nicely, and don't be a hideous, disgusting monster. I still won't show you. These requests are becoming tiresome. Please read a book. Learn to write. Listen to real music. Enculturate yourself. I ...
Posted by Paul on Mon, 04 Dec 2006 03:08:00 PST

People

Not the extended edition, but, do you think people, who listen to bad music, hate music?
Posted by Paul on Sun, 18 Jun 2006 11:47:00 PST

Who are the molesters in your neighborhood?

I suggest you check out your neighbors at familywatchdog.us you'll be glad you did.This subhuman garbage lives less than a mile from me...Vimount Hughes: Child molesterTimothy Billeter: Child Molester...
Posted by Paul on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 03:04:00 PST

I just wanted to read something misogynistic..

Some one dies. Tonight! My copy of Post Office has been stolen. I've read every book on my shelves. Time for some serious hate cleaning of this apartment. If anyone reading this has my copy of Post Of...
Posted by Paul on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 11:45:00 PST

The recipe for gross...

1 bottle of bbq sauce, 1/2 a can of beer, 1 lb beef brisket (cooked), 1/4 cup honey, 2 tbsp brown sugar, 4 pineapple (clear, the best flavor) Haribo gummy bears (for luck). Mix in crockpot, set on low...
Posted by Paul on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 12:53:00 PST

Welcome to the Gap, wanna buy some crap?

Why the fuck do people shop at the Gap? Wait I know; because everyone shops at the Gap. What a wretched, disgusting place. Can I get some fucking pants with pockets? No. If you're a guy and you wear G...
Posted by Paul on Wed, 15 Feb 2006 01:23:00 PST

A funny story involving urine

This is entirely true and happened recently. Ok so were walking home from a bar, keep in mind we live in the middle of downtown and the streets are filled with fratish/sororotish trash at 1am, I se...
Posted by Paul on Tue, 20 Dec 2005 05:12:00 PST