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About Me

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My Interests

Frisbee Golf, Creating Music, REAL Hip-Hop (none of that gangster nonsense), 50's Horror Comics, Cooking, Macabre Theatre

I'd like to meet:

The guy who invented smoking. He had to be an intensly eccentric character. Think about it....... "Hey guys, i think we should set this leaf on fire, and inhale the smoke that comes off of it". Hahahaha!!!

Music:

There are good bands in every genre.

Movies:

What's Eating Gilbert Grape, The Virgin Suicides, Requiem For A Dream, American History X, The Royal Tennenbaums, American Psycho, Batman (all of them), What Dreams May Come, Dead Poets Society, The Talented Mr. Ripley, Coming To America (funniest movie of ALL TIME), The Ladies Man

Television:

Boy Meets Grill, No Reservations w/ Anthony Bourdain, anything on the History or Discovery Channels, Weeds, Sopranos, The Simpsons, Family Guy (the new ones are horrible by the way), Futurama, American Dad

Books:

*currently reading The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis* The Jungle- Upton Sinclair The Rum Diary- Hunter S. Thompson, The Vampire Lestat- Anne Rice, 1984- George Orwell Tales of Ordinary Madness- Charles Bukowski, Superfudge- Judy Blume (a childhood favorite)

Heroes:

My Parents

My Blog

manipulative justification

it's really the feeling that i want but i hide behind an intillectual front it's such an intense feeling i crave so i intently demand that it's something god gave mankind to help expand their mind to ...
Posted by Simon B. Rhymin on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 12:20:00 PST

still chasing "the lie"

i step out of the car and the pungent aroma of marijuana strikes my nostrils with brute force. familiar feelings of euphoria and ecstasy surge throughout my veins from the sight of nearly exposed youn...
Posted by Simon B. Rhymin on Mon, 14 May 2007 08:44:00 PST

america the beautiful

a society of two-faced lethal people all great, none equal soddom and gommorah but a far more destructive sequal a society of self-righteous loathsome saints none credible, all masquerading fac...
Posted by Simon B. Rhymin on Wed, 09 May 2007 07:47:00 PST

there is no hidden, deeper meaning

euphemist, arrogant, smug thin rimmed glasses, turtle neck, coffee mug. a poet and he knows it. gaunt, pale, infinitely depressed tattered attire, headphone wire, socially supressed. a poet and she s...
Posted by Simon B. Rhymin on Mon, 07 May 2007 08:21:00 PST

i once knew a boy, i now know a man

i once knew a boy with the whole world ahead of him i now know a man who scrapes by and slides through life as a bottom feeder i once knew a boy who claimed he'd grow up to play the major league...
Posted by Simon B. Rhymin on Sun, 15 Apr 2007 05:53:00 PST

the fall of emily moore

here is the story of emily moore a degenerate whore who bore a knack for slipping out of everything that she wore whether two at a time or the form of a line from front or from behind she didn'...
Posted by Simon B. Rhymin on Sat, 09 Sep 2006 01:18:00 PST