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sean

like laying in the sea of possibilities and sinking with stones.

About Me

"He moved uneasily in space, indoors or out, as if the air had bends and warps. She watched him sidle into the house, walking with a slight shuffle. He feared levitation maybe. She could not stop watching him.

It was always as if. He did this or that as if. She needed a reference elsewhere to get him placed."

The Body Artist, Don DeLillo

My Interests

walking and comedy, emptying out, loitering, howling at the moon:: integral philosophy.

I'd like to meet:

birds of the feather.

Music:

ethiopiques collection, sublime frequencies, arovane, angelo badalamenti, vincent gallo, babes in toyland, nick cave, sonic youth, john coltrane, new order, patti smith, nina hagen.

Movies:

beetlejuice, dead man, dear mr. wonderful, down by law, the dreamlife of angels, ghostbusters, welcome to the dollhouse.

Television:

roseanne, dr. katz, bob & margaret, x-files.

Books:

ken wilber, henry miller, james baldwin, don delillo, rick bragg, david sedaris, herman hesse.

Heroes:

the underdogs.

My Blog

imagination vs. insecurities.

have you ever seen a schizophrenic out to lunch alone?  he laughs into his sandwich and lettuce flies everywhere, mayonnaise spraying onto a baby's bald head.  the grey outside looks a lot ...
Posted by sean on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 02:35:00 PST

weird shit.

Quick Trip.  Always humorous. Two foreign exchange students from India walk by me and one of them whispers to his partner as he approaches, "The creative types, they LiKe me!" And proceeds to put...
Posted by sean on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 12:33:00 PST

black clouds of magic and the writing process.

there is no reason to ever stop writing. it is entirely risky business.  all 10,000 voices could electrocute me if my fingers stop moving.  sometimes, they spare my life and enter...
Posted by sean on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 10:39:00 PST

i practice my life at night.

i practice my life at night. i exchange the sun's obliging sacrament for the informal tranquility of the moon. i look curiously into the faces of central american homeless men with three bac...
Posted by sean on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 09:43:00 PST

voyeurism.

UnTigreDePapier: DORY, DOOD. UnTigreDePapier: what do i do? UnTigreDePapier: i'm restless, it's spring, and my friends are mostly busy. UnTigreDePapier: you're thinking prostitute, too, right? BOW...
Posted by sean on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 07:35:00 PST

the russian symbolists.

i just ate my sunday dinner like one arrogant son of a bitch. i'm SO WEIRD.  i labored over this meal, hoping to please myself, only to sit down, eat like a pig, and demand to know what's for des...
Posted by sean on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 08:43:00 PST

elephant prints.

In a memo dated March 15, 2007, the Melbourne Apartments addresses your's truly with a personal reminder: Sean, What ever it was you were eating last night at the back door made quite a mess on the fl...
Posted by sean on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 10:08:00 PST

a call back number.

within the past 10 minutes, i hung up with a customer service rep. from time warner cable.  she was genuinely nice, i was trying to understand the issue with my bill, and at the same t...
Posted by sean on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 03:22:00 PST

mr. ablaff.

 A psychologist walks into a dry cleaners.  The one where I used to work.  Best job ever.  The idea is, you work alone, man the ship, play your tunes, act as efficient a...
Posted by sean on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 10:21:00 PST

withdrawal symptoms.

le sigh. i've decided to clean up my hurricane.  i am going to quit smoking.  i say that, with almost absolute reluctance, but this time, i surely mean it.  it all comes down to the fac...
Posted by sean on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 04:30:00 PST