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Davin

I am here for Friends

About Me

The dangerous temptation of any networking site is to over-utilize the sheer malleability of the "about me" section. Anytime you meet someone new and interesting (read: hot and preferably loose) there's the urge to check their profile and tailor yours as needs be before letting them in on its presence. I know it runs contrary to the "be yourself" philosophy that most espouse, but what if it's not outright lying, just falsity through omission: say, if she's vegan, take down your "Meats of the World" background, or if she has intimacy issues, "fail to mention" that you're obsessive-compulsive and must lick everything within a meter of yourself? Who does it hurt? How often do any of your other friends check your profile anyway? I mean, really the only people who can be completely honest are those with nothing to lose, and raven-haired sexpots fall firmly in the "something to lose" category, in my book. What you need to overcome this urge is an approach. Something original, something clever, something that gets through to the heart of who you are, regardless of how many sausage-related page decorations you have. Something that paints you in your true colors, particularly neurotic and desperate for approval...I haven't come up with one. But what I can do is list a bunch of facts and observations, and let you decide who you think I am.
1. I'm an aspiring graphic novelist. I take both the "graphic" and "novel" parts of that way too seriously, and compensate by trying to write and draw things people will find funny. Unfortunately what I find funny and what others find funny are often not the same.
2. Meat IS murder. Murder is, unfortunately for you people with "ethics," delicious.
3. Shag carpet feels kinda' funny between your toes.
4. My wife is unfairly attractive pregnant. She doesn't realize this. I don't think any woman does.
5. The coolest dog I've ever known was named Pickle, and she had a lame back leg and looked like the offspring of an Ewok and an Ottoman.
6. I often say "you" in place of "me" when I'm doing observational monologue, as it makes me feel as though my observations apply to someone other than me, and therefore I'm less to blame for them (see above).
7. I'm stunned you're still reading this.
8. Older politically-minded men are hilarious when you get their moral dander up.
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10. Spot 9 has been left blank, likely to "throw you off the scent."
11. Robo-Cheney and his PNAC brethren frighten me more than any supervillian coalition in any comic book.
12. Books really are more rewarding than movies or TV, but they take longer to digest so most people just don't bother anymore.
13. Is a good number on the list to stop at, because it shows you don't give a damn and you're out to tempt fate, you rebel you.
14. I'm not nearly cool or hard enough to end on such a number, and really ought to delete the entire entry on the list for safety's sake.
15. Disappointment in our fellow man and inborn faith in humanity rally for position in all of us, but some of us are more susceptible to its swing than others.
16. Nothing's as comforting as old Disney movies when you're sick. and finally
17. Sometimes, when the sun cuts through the Northwestern gloom, it makes environmentalism and nuclear disarmament seem like very important things

My Interests

Music, art, writing, singing, dancing, video games (particularly RPGs and fighting games, but I also like the occasional platformer and I love Zelda madly), reading, comics (both American and Japanese) watchin' movies and good shows and good anime (which is, I admit, getting rarer these days). I'm sure I'll come up with more later.

I'd like to meet:

Anyone who actually read the entire "About Me" section. I would shake their hands, and give them the number of a good dominatrix, those sick bastards.

Music:

I'm just going to name things as they pop into my head. Arcade Fire, Basement Jaxx, Beatles, Boards of Canada, Blur, James Brown, Parliament, The New Pornographers, Neko Case, Chopin, Photek, Mu-ziq, Apparat, Roni Size, Curve, My Bloody Valentine, Björk, Mew, Muse, Elvis Costello, Elvis Presley, Air, Asobi Seksu, The Rolling Stones, The Stone Roses, Happy Mondays, Suede, The Cranberries, Orbital, The Orb, Saint-Saens, Muddy Waters, R.E.M., Radiohead, The Pixies, The Pillows, Doves, Debussy, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Belle and Sebastian, Nat King Cole, Vivaldi, Primal Scream, The Police, The Fugees, Missy Elliott, The Smiths, Morrissey, XTC, Marvin Gaye, Erasure, Depeche Mode, Massive Attack, Tricky, The Ramones, The Clash, The Flaming Lips, Michael Jackson, Prince, (early) Madonna, Bob Marley, Peggy Lee, Outkast, Jack Dupree, Sam & Dave, Otis & Carla, The KLF, Dvorak, Mozart, Tchaichovsky, Butthole Surfers, Queen, Duke Ellington, Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holiday, Buddy Holly, Beethoven, DJ Spooky, DJ Krush, DJ Shadow, Aphex Twin, Authechre, Röyksopp, Sonic Youth, David Bowie, and whatever, you get the idea. Ask me about a band, I might know them, I might not.

Movies:

Something old, something new... preferably something not mind-numbingly stupid. Black comedy's best when it doesn't make you uncomfortable, and I don't care that Hugh Grant slept with a hooker.

Television:

I actually don't get TV at my apartment, a shortcoming I have no intention of rectifying, but I watch Daily Show clips on the internets for my laugh quota. Oh, and all things Joss Whedon are either sumptuous or delectable.

Books:

I might as well just throw out some favorite authors. John Cheever, Margaret Atwood, Douglas Adams, Terry Pratchett, Jonathan Lethem, Carl Hiaasen, J.K. Rowling, Kurt Vonnegut, Gore Vidal, Philip K. Dick, and Christopher Buckley all rank highly on my reading list. I work at a mail-order audiobook store, meaning that we listen to a lot of books, but, unfortunately, a good writer can be ruined by a really terrible narration. For instance: Neuromancer by William Gibson is a brilliant wigout that will be spoiled for you by Gibson's permafried narration; Harry Potter books are magical for anyone who gives them a chance, and nearly anyone who listens to Jim Dale's 115-distinct-voice reading for 5 minutes is guaranteed to do so.

Heroes:

my favoritest hero in the whole wide world is cole because no matter how often he messes with my stuff, i can't help but feel sorry for him since he can't ever think of anything better to do than to hack into my myspace account. ^_^ (You know, he wrote this, but I think I'll leave it the way it is. Truth is truth, right?)

My Blog

Can anyone really feel the Mojo?

I still remember fondly running around the upper deck of the Kingdome, grabbing and muscling for balls hit out during batting practice. I grew up a Seattle baseball fan during the era of Griffey, Edga...
Posted by Davin on Tue, 13 May 2008 03:19:00 PST

Softball Season

One of the joys of living in Bremerton is softball season. Not the high school softball season, although I'm sure that's fun too (I must admit I've never been to any of their games), but rather the ad...
Posted by Davin on Sat, 03 May 2008 04:17:00 PST

Quiet

So apparently the font refuses to be any bigger. I'm really sorry about that. Oh well. Here's the second story.     Quiet I huddle my shoulders in a plaid shirt and grip the wheel tighter,...
Posted by Davin on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 11:09:00 PST

Dinner at the New Yorker

Alright, so due to truly underwhelming demand, I'm going to use this sadly ignored blogspace to post a few of the short stories I've written recently, with a focus on the "short" part, as some of them...
Posted by Davin on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 11:07:00 PST