I take pictures of old cars (theez photos are not mine, them cars speak fur themselves), dead people and other random crap I find wandering around. I live with my sweet kitties, mioki-cat and ollie-cat, and my mouse friend, button. I like breathing clean air and eating yummy food. I like going to the bird sanctuary at Lake Merritt and hanging out with these guys: And these guys.. I don't have to go all the way to the bird sanctuary, they're yammering at my window starting at around 5 in the morning. My all-time favorite car is the dodge dart swinger. oh, I love dodge chargers too.. whoo hoo!!! da general lee!!! another coupla of chargers... and I like those plymouth furies..
someone who will give me one of these: for now, i'll make do with this one:
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get one here!
My ears crave: Louis Armstrong, Charlie Parker, Antonio Carlos Jobim, Caetano Veloso, Gilberto Gil, Os Mutantes, Duke Ellington, Count Basie, The Stones, Radiohead, The Cars, The Byrds, Devo, Magnetic Fields, Belle & Sebastian, Yo La Tengo, Silver Jews, Neutral Milk Hotel, Beachwood Sparks, The Lilies, Palace, Electrelane, The Go-Go's, The Smiths (yea, yea, I know I'm a dork), Pavement, Johnny Cash, Carl Perkins, Willie Nelson, Hank Sr., Hank III, Rev. Al Green, Marvin Gaye, Holly Golightly, The Beatles, Dinosaur Jr, Grant Green, Thelonius Monk, Dizzy Gillespie, Gil Evans, Max Roach, Sonny Rollins, Fletcher Henderson, Jack Teagarden, Cab Calloway, Joao Gilberto, Lead Belly, The Ramones, Slaughter & The Dogs, Alice Cooper, The BellRays, Elliott Smith rip, Robert Johnson, 999, Wire, Descendants, TSOL, New York Dolls, my friends, Tuff Luvs, well, shit, my brain hurts, basically I listen to lots of jazz, rock, blues, punk, and abit of country...
I hate to admit it, but I'm a movie snob, therefore, kindof annoying to take to a movie. Either I'll get into it and cry or laugh too loud or I'll point out all of the obvious mistakes. BUT there are some movies that I find flawless, The Motorcycles Diaries, Yaes, Thank You[very much], Cinema Paradiso, old John Huston films (Bogie taught me how to smoke) and everything that Pedro Almodovar touches. I'm a big Charlie Chaplin fan and am stoked when the Silent Film Festival comes to SF.
TV will rot your brain and will turn you into a consumer whore. But I don't hold it against anyone for watching it, it's their brain, they can rot it any way they want.
I'm reading way more since I bought (as a Christmas present to myself) a subscription to The New Yorker, now I am informed and aware.
Argentina Ferreira