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not too shabby...not too shabby at'all

We are works of art ourselves, all of us. And our parents are the artists.

About Me

CONCEPTUAL TIME Within a natural context the phenomenon would have never appeared as holocaust. Away from the hearding centers we call cities, an "earthquake" would manifest itself only as a surface quickening of the globe's protoplasmic movement , which, at various depths and various intensities, are occuring all of the time, and so not in time, but all over time. Being "all over time" is the same as being out of time, because the notion of time is welded inseparably to the notion of progression, but what is already everywhere cannot possibly progress. Tom Robbins Even Cowgirls Get The Blues DICOTOMY HOW? Can a city full of so busy-ness and light, Have alleys so dark and deadly stillHOW? At 60 M.P.H. can you cut someone off in your car, honk your horn, scream profanity out of the window, and then salute them with your middle digit, -while- The gal on the corner in white gogo boots immediately notices the barely audible tap on the horn of that all too familiar shady sedan passing by, as her cue to meet him in his shady sedan in a shady alley to perform shady deeds.HOW? Do the Christian brothers on one side of the street spend all of their waking hours trying to get upstairs to their divine destiny, that is closer to their god. -while- The suited penguins just a stones throw away in that tall highrise screaming into the heavens, just take the escalator.How? Do we spend all of our lives searching for that person who likes the things we like, and hates the things we hate, and end up with exactly the opposite of what we thought we wanted. -only- Only to love them even more for the identity they already possess.HOW? Do we find good friends. diligence luck HOW? Do we not go crazy and pull out all of our hair. we just fall.Me, 1996 ABSOLUTE TRUTH The conch shell is the voice of buddha, the birth bed of aphrodite, the horn that drives away all demons and draws lost mariners home from the sea. Colored by the moon, shaped by the primal geometry, it is the original dreamboat, the sacred submarine that carries fertility to its rendevous with poetry. Shaped by primal geometry? No. the conch shell IS primal geometry. Its perfect logarithmic spiral coils from left to right around an axis of fundamental truth. A house exuded by the dreams of its inhabitant, it is the finest example of the architecture of the imagination, the logic of desire. A calcified womb, a self-propelled nest, the conch shell outlasts its tenant, its builder, to go alone, reminding the world's forgetful of their watery sexuality, Mermaid's tongue, milkmaid's ulcer. Courtesan's powder box. Balerina's music. With it's marvelous pinkness, the glow from the conch shell's long smooth folded aperture saturated the cave. It was a bonbon pink, a tropical pink ; above all, a feminine pink. The tint that it cast wa sthat of a vagina blowing bubble gum. Tom Robbins Skinny legs and all My favorite thing about anyone I know is what makes them human..what makes them less than perfect.. the things about them that push them away from normality.. Getting to know peoples faults makes them seem so much more human especially when they either fart or snort from laughing too hard. The milk out of the nose thing is always a classic. I'm addicted to overemoting or maybe overacting I'm not sure. Maybe I don't do it at all, but rather imagine it because my last girlfriend was an overanalyzer and I think I caught it from her so now I'm a little crazier for having known her. The voices in my head get louder on some days and they've become increasingly harder to ignore. It's ok though cause they usually just give me shit or tell me to " do better!!!" Crazy people make my day. Especially if you can follow what they're trying to talk about. It's exhausting and funny as hell at the same and also kind of depressing when you realize after extensive conversation with said "crazy" person that they used to be really smart possibly geniuses at one time. Well I'm just normal!!! What happens to normal people? If geniuses go crazy then what happens to regular folks? Well for the time being I try to befriend as many as possible. The unbalanced are quite an enriching people and as such should probably have a Holiday commemorating they're contributions to our culture....or at least a donut named after them or something.....Right?

My Interests

creativity and unique ideas..interesting ways to employ the used espresso pucks. how things work..word roots..variations in dialect..colors..identifying odors

I'd like to meet:

People who can show me something new.Tell me something I don't already know. Tell me about a band I should check out or a book I should read, a movie I need to see, a bar with great burgers. I like meeting people who can laugh at themselves. People who can stand how much I talk and can tell me when to shut up.Someone I can laugh with or at. Someone I can tell a dirty joke.Someone who can tell me a dirty joke and can also tell me how to convert farenheit to celcius and then to kelvin because I'm a nerd. Someone who tell me the name of that guy in that movie we saw when we were stoned.Someone who can look me right in the eye and laugh and then TELL ME that there's a huge bugger hanging out of my nose actually flapping in the breeze of my breath. Be honest. Be crude. Be ugly. Be smelly. Be awkward. Be nerdy. Be sure to check your fucking sensitivity at the door.

Music:

manu chao, mano negra, atreciopelados, pogues,alice in chains, mad season, temple of the dog, common, kanye, marley(rita, bob, ziggy, damian etc.), cheb mami, beethoven, gershwin, my were they,8 inch betsy, dr. killbot, metallica, thievery coorporatoin, st, germain, neutral milk hotel, elliott smith, pearl jam and almost anything else from the 90's that involved torn jeans and flannel, road crew, josh wink, kruder and dorfmeister, sly and robbie, augustus pablo, king tubby, black sabbath, fela kuti, farafina, bob, any of the wainwrights(martha, loudon, rufus), evrything from the trojan label, stereolab, mana, puya, dizzy, gene krupa, anything that rocks, hip hop with original beats, music that moves, music that you can almost see

Movies:

shit well... tuvalu, city of lost children, delicatessen, amelie, big lebowski, white diamond, ghengis blues, stripes, the emperors new groove.. yeah so what, the great escape, riding giants, blue planet doc. series, secret life of plants, johnny stechino, big night, breakfast club, big lebowski, red, white, blue, crating, skunkape, 200 cigarettes, singles, wattstaxx, raw, harold and maude, american beauty, shy people, deliverance, escanaba in the moonlight, ghostbusters, koyaniscatsi, ZOO, kids, apocalypse now, platoon, 2001 a space oddesey, cowbow beebop, ghost in the shell,betty blue, boogie nights, snatch, day of the dead, dawn of the dead, planes trains and automobiles,

Television:

"You took too much man. Too much.. Too much...."

Books:

screwjack, rum diary, air conditioned nightmare, geography of nowhere, the stranger, fear and loathing... books of lists, secret lives of monster dogs, technopoly and anything else by neil postman, all stephen king.. he's a great story teller and also I can't keep a train of thought for that long, midevil erotic stories by anne rice, confederacy of dunces, youth in revolt, revolting youth, art history books by Kunstler, Natural history of the senses, all HST, Mailer, Music for chameleons, other rooms other voices, capote, naked lunch, scum manifesto, andy warhol from a to b and back again, old encyclopedias, national geographic, rolling stone, jitterbug perfume, skinny legs and all, ecstacy, glue, trainspotting,

My Blog

the female of the species

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push me pull me

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unaffected

I stroll through the world seemingly unaffected by any thing . Frighteningly glib at times, I wonder in what fascinating way this absorbed shit will come out at random intervals totally unexpected. I ...
Posted by not too shabby...not too shabby at'all on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 09:34:00 PST