Just Justin - ProfilesArchive

About Me

Hi. . .if you're here, it's because we either know each other, are related, there is something about you I find intriguing, or I have seen/would like to see you naked. I think that at one time in my life I was socially adept, but now I don't tend to really leave my house, or say things to people. I have a dog. . .I say things to her all the time. . .sometimes she understands me. Sometimes she talks back. I read a lot of books and sometimes I write down words which come together in a somewhat cohesive fasion. . .see above. It amuses me to imagine what a stranger might think of my self-description. I know lots of talented and beautiful people. . .see below. When I do happen to say meaningful things, it is almost always because one or more of them is listening. a

My Interests

Road trips, cheese (preferrably melted or burnt), cooking Italian food, garlic, San Francisco, big words (speaking them aloud, and writing them down), time travel, bourbon, old scotch, old Mercedes, new clothes, new girlfriends. . .and sometimes old girlfriends (sigh), no girlfriend, Daisy Duke, dressing nice, wearing pajamas in public, friends who are smarter than me, or at least more tactful, saying 'fuck,' ('cause it's got the FFFFF, and the UHHH, and the KUH!!!), procrastinating, getting up early, sex in the morning, coffee, being the center of attention, being invisible, living by myself, thumb wars, Chess, Boggle, taking things apart and trying to put them back together, deadly spiders, and extra mayo. That's it.

I'd like to meet:

Decent people; intelligent people; people who understand why I am putting semi-colons here instead of periods; honest people; genuine people; People who know how to cry and how to laugh, and how to do both at the same time; people with depth; people who understand that feeling love and compassion does NOT mean feeling good all the time. If you fall in love with everybody you meet, then you've never felt real love. If you feel happy all the time, then you've never felt true happiness. There is no love without hate, no joy without anguish . . . one cannot exist without the other. "And were an epitaph be my story, I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world." ~Robert Frost

Music:

"What else is sacred? Oh, Romeo and Juliet for instance. . .And all music is." ~Kurt Vonnegut

Movies:

Sin City, Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Snatch,The Boondock Saints, Royal Tenenbaums, The Life Aquatic, Rushmore,I heart Huckabee's, Open Range, Magnolia, Adaptation, Monty Python's Life of Brian, Twelve Monkeys, Run Lola Run, Scotland PA, Fargo, Casino, A Love Song For Bobby Long, Lost In Translation, and everything else not already listed, which was written and/or directed by Wes Anderson, Owen Wilson, Guy Ritchie, or Martin Scorsese, and starring Bill Murray or Scarlet Johansson who is the love of my life.

Television:

"I begin to sense an impending intestinal requirement, whose needs are going to surpass by great lengths, anything in the sexual realm, and I know I'm somehow going to have to extricate myself from the proceedings. . .So I'm dressing, and she's staring up at me, struggling to compute this unprecedented turn of events. I don't know what to say to reassure this woman. And worst of all I don't have the time to say it!"

Books:

Stephen King, Kurt Vonnegut, Ray Bradbury, John Steinbeck, J.K. Rowling, Edgar Allen Poe, Oscar Wilde, Mark Twain, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, Robert Browning, Anne Rice, Amy Tan, Dickens, Dostoevsky. . .and counting.

Heroes:

See my Top 12. . .

My Blog

My Cup Runneth Over

The well is not dry as I had previously thought. Here is a new song. It's either a violently angry love song, or an attack on religion, sure to earn me eternal damnation . . . most likely...
Posted by Just Justin on Tue, 22 May 2007 09:41:00 PST

The Loneliest Highway, Revisited . . .

So . . . I posted this story a couple months ago, and the general concensus seemed to be that the ending was too ambiguous . . . in fact, I don't think anyone even understood what happene...
Posted by Just Justin on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 11:36:00 PST

I'm Hot 'Cuz I'm Fly . . . You Ain't 'Cuz You Not . . .

This is why, this is why, this is why I'm hot. Despite these things, I had fun in Downtown Reno on a Saturday night/Sunday morning: 1. Girls . . . alright. It's thirty-five d...
Posted by Just Justin on Sun, 15 Apr 2007 02:00:00 PST

I Will Surely Delete This When I'm Sober, So Read . . . And Revel

It's strange, the things we fear. The brain trumpets, like a brass band, heralding doom, and it quickens, with every measure it quickens. And, like a cannon, new time signatures bre...
Posted by Just Justin on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 04:20:00 PST

Taylor Mali

Alright . . . so, until last night I was naive enough to have believed that the words "slam," "poet," and "talented" had no business being in the same sentence, maybe not even in the same paragraph. ...
Posted by Just Justin on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 02:50:00 PST

Justice Is A Footprint In The Dust

I am obliged to share with you a very sad story. It is a story of loss and perseverance and tragedy and hope. It should leave no doubt that if there is a creator, this person is deeply di...
Posted by Just Justin on Sat, 27 May 2006 12:43:00 PST

Tedium

So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives. They sit quietly by the roadside like poor beggars, and the thought that they are waiting there for us rarely, if ever crosses our minds....
Posted by Just Justin on Fri, 21 Apr 2006 09:02:00 PST

Part 3 (denouement)

So there is a brief synopsis of the first nineteen years of my life on this planet. I am going to go right ahead and skip the next five years, and bring you right into Present Day Justin ...
Posted by Just Justin on Fri, 06 Jan 2006 11:18:00 PST

(Part 2)

Things started to go wrong for me, as they do for almost everyone, in high school. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that high school was when I started doing anything I could to make things...
Posted by Just Justin on Thu, 05 Jan 2006 06:01:00 PST

More About Me Than You Ever Wanted To Know (Part 1)

Hey guys. . .This is a sort of memoir I wrote for a company who is publishing a book about the (Drum Roll Pleeeaaassee!!!) QUARTER LIFE CRISIS. . .gasp. . .They are looking for submissions of nonficti...
Posted by Just Justin on Wed, 04 Jan 2006 07:17:00 PST