Read INFOPIUM .
Hello, dear reader,
I was once so absolutely sure of who I was. I had every mannerism and quirk down. I had the influences written on me from the way my brows set to the tips of my argyle socks, or maybe even the beaten-down leather shoes.
But as those influences are amended to, or even die away as I pick up loftier replacements with each smoke, walk to the car, fuck, record spin, or blow to the face I become a little less sure of who I am. I find my "set in ways" -ism growing to where I am shocked to find a stranger in the mirror brushing his teeth.
My plan has ended. And life has begun. I'll tell you "I miss you, too," one day, but for now can't get you out of my mind.
Sincerely,
Flint McColgan
I'm new to Ohio. I'd like to meet as many new people as possible to make my life as close-knit and complicated as possible. Idleness kills me. Let's shoot the shit then make a movie.
Things I like:
Music (all kinds of bands, that I don't want to describe. Music that takes you away, or makes you feel like you're driving alone in the dead of winter, not another car in sight).
Diners (Waffle House, stand-alones, mom and pop places)
Drinks (black coffee, numerous alcoholic beverages [Guiness, Hansa, Vodka, and some rums], apple and cranberry juice)
People not knowing my personal business (let's have long chats and drive all night together, but let's not discuss relationships or my social security number)
Girls and Women (a lot, I tolerate men)
Post-War era (WWII we're talking, or where would Kerouac be?)
Urban exploration (and not getting caught)
Writing (and sucking at it)
Reading (and discussing my readings)
People having a strong opinion of me (love me or hate me, take my anonymity with a grain of salt)
Not vomiting (I have a problem with this one. It happens nearly every time I have a coughing fit)
Barry Goldwater, Charles Bukowski, Anthony Burgess, and Danny DeVito
Autumn and winter (the times of personal renewal)
... And so much more!
Things I don't like:
People who don't like smoking
People who don't like drinking
People who don't like sex talk
People who use Apple computers and praise socialism
People who obsess over Japan and its pop-culture and praise socialism
The Patriot Act and other infringes on my social and personal rights
People who say, with all seriousness, "I don't read."
The court system of Orange County, Florida, which stole my silver pocket watch chain
People who think that the earth is exclusively ours to harvest and that all its resources are only to further the human race
People who condone acceptance of obesity
People like me
People who condone acceptance of video games
People who don't like autumn
People who buy into political partisanship
People who feel economic prosperity will make us happier
People who don't feel that struggle brings greater reward
People... in general.
Listen. People are great in my book if they are people... Who like coffee. Who like B-movies and old film-noir and Woody Allen films. Who like long drives. Who like snow. Who like homeless people. Who like urban exploration. Who like to have a book in their ass pocket. Etc. None of these are required. Hell, you'll probably charm me.
Don't send me stupid shit. Ask for my phone number.