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Justin

I am here for Dating, Friends and Networking

About Me

I sat behind you in 10th grade English class and stared at your exposed butt-crack.

Sorry.

You can get a little more (not much) information at http://justincone.com .

My Interests

Circumcision. Wine. Death.

I'd like to meet:

MC Pee Pants

Heroes:

Kevin Bass (but only when he played for the Astros in the 80s; I'm pretty sure he's a loser now)

My Blog

The Kid Stays in the Picture: Part 2

Hudsons people called my people, my people called Hudsons people, etc. etc. until finally we settled on a time and place for our next pre-production meeting: Mothers Day Extravaganza 2005 in La Gra...
Posted by Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Only the Lonely

As much as Id like to, I cant force blogs. Its been a while since Ive been moved to write anything at all, much less something worthy of someone elses time. (This post, by the way, is not one of ...
Posted by Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Rationalizations of a Closet Photographer

I was in Toronto for six days, and although I went through the trouble of bringing my fancy camera and all its accessories, I didn't take a single picture. That, I think, is interesting. When asked...
Posted by Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The Kid Stays in the Picture

My nephew had his first birthday this past weekend, which apparently means that a year has passed since he was born. That, my friends, is troublesome, because it seems like just last week that I was p...
Posted by Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Be Yourself (No, not that Self, the other One)

Eastbound on 45th St, I was sitting at the Guadalupe intersection behind one of those icons of Austin transportation: a tiny, mid-80s, fuel-efficient car bedecked with bumper stickers. There were ...
Posted by Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

ka-chunka-woosh-chink-tinkuh...

I'm highly caffeinated. The sun is blazing. Django Reinhardt's frenetic guitar is roaring from my computer's speakers. And yet, like some hand of the gods reaching down through the clouds and care...
Posted by Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The Myth of The Container Store

I was at The Container Store recently and this plump saleslady saddled up next to me to "help" me choose a bookshelf. I'd already made a decision, but she had the overexcited air of a medicated aunt, ...
Posted by Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Naked friends

Why are an increasing number of my friends taking their clothes off? Is it hot?
Posted by Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST