I clip the toenails of Mongolian Carnivorous Gophers. It's not easy -those little bastards are vicious- but someone's gotta do it.
Photography: My Flickr Photos
I'd like to meet:
Whomever. Even if you're boring, I can make you interesting.
Music:
EINSTÃœRZENDE NEUBAUTEN
Movies:
I will watch just about anything but crap -unless it's craptastic, in which case I cannot overcome my proclivity for banal voyeurism.
Television:
When I watch, it's mostly FoodTV(non-Emeril), Comedy Central(non-Blue Collar Crapola), History Channel, Adult Swim on Cartoon Network, CNN(for news) and FOX News(for the conservative spin to the news, and hell, it is entertaining. I mean, those guys know how to make news SENSATIONAL, even if it's just J Lo losing her kitty named Poopers. (Cue exciting graphics and blaring music with a guitar power chord slamming into a punctuated ending with "FOX NEWS ALERT!" bursting out of the screen. Cut to tearful J Lo holding out a picture of Poopers. Cut to me changing the channel. And.... end sarcasm.))
Books:
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said:—Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Heroes:
Without going into a rant, I would like to say "Hero" is an oft misapplied and grossly overused term. That being said, I would put the guy who says the following in a category of "Admirees".
"The self is the relation that relates itself to itself or is the relation's relating itself to itself in the relation; the self is not the relation but is the relation's relating itself to itself" from "Sickness Unto Death."
Actually, I can't tell if I admire him or want to punch him in the kisser.
