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Stokely

I termed the phrase Dance Party Rebel.

About Me

At age 23, they say, is the year you conquer the world. So far, I've been given two birthday cakes, mid-calf Indiana Jones boots, three James Bond novels, a lovely autoharp and a coat to help me in my pursuit.
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I was given a birthday dinner party, a month later after my Christmas day birth, in which a bird or 18 birds to be exact, gave their breasts and their lives to serve my guests. I say the birds died nobly like the cat who died of curiosity. Their breasts became succulent, turned into an ancient yet secret Italian dish known as Chicken Parmesan served over a bed of pasta and tomato sauce with a hint of mint, and prepared by no other than the lovely Mr. Sean Crowley.
Attendees were required to wear mustachios to the affair, but no gentlemen suits were allowed and duels were taken outside. The tables were adorned with red table cloth, confetti, and tea candles along with growlers and Carlo di Rossi. Long-legged dancing girls accompanied by a eccentric duo who attended prior to eating a burrito, and sweet sweet vocals of a chosen few, brave enough or drunk enough to preach their message of ABBA were all sources of arts and entertainment.
And though the festive episode was contained in one room, it did creep to other parts of a gloomy building, turning the male's bathroom into a gentleman's smoking parlor and music-making merry in another. Still, such a circumstance was unable to trigger a numbered of rooms and hallways into the same lively mood, and they remained unwalked, untouched, and unventured.
Still, the one thing that truly feminized such a mustachio occasion was the thoughtful and well-executed pastry skills of the dancing queen, hailing from Denmark, Sidsel Overgard, who reminded each and every one of us how sweet girls are -- not the squabbles and feuds of gentlemen have -- with her heart-shaped vagina cookies.
Yet, details beyond the end of the dinner party, after everyone left and the room cleared, remain just between two persons -- the last two people who danced the last song, sang the last song, and kissed the last kiss -- in that room -- that night.
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My father recently acquired a fish tank, and left to my demises I named his fishes: Rocky Balboa, Grace (R.I.P. Hope and Faith ... irony no?), Wolfgang, Hansel, Gretal, and Schnitzel along with Dorothy and Sophia Petrillo.
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I was recently rushed to the Emergency Room for what was thought to be a severe case of stomach flu (Only, learning a week later, it was food poisoning). However, I survived quickly, thanks to in part my parents and granny as well as the makers of J-E-L-L-O. Alas, three days later of J-E-L-L-O, I woke one morning to realize I had been dreaming that a Happy Meal had been chasing me. And needless to say, it chased me right out of bed.
I also recently found out the bill for my ER visit was $1,000+ even with insurance and have noted to myself, that in the future, I will outsource my emergency room visit to a medical center in a third world country.
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"There's nothing worse than having your quick wit go unappreciated, well - having your face chewed off by piranhas is probably worse, but not much else." Dan Melchior said on my job
Amen.
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Oh man, out of 2000 folks, I was one of the 247 chosen. Oh man. Therefore, I am NYC bound for grad school in August. Requesting kisses as you send me along my way. XXX
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I can be a snoozey Q. ZZZZZzzz
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After a night of dancing, how can one resist the offer of a gentleman's inquiry to hoist her onto his shoulders, even in a short dress, and then leave her on top of a bar counter to do the latest, hip dance craze. It's a great sadness that few too many would indulge in such behavior, but I say lift away.
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Google me....I dare you...
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If you can't dance at shows, then what's the point? I'm working on dancing with a drummer on stage... is it possible.
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Yes, yes, I do have a story about death squads. Every journalist has a 'holy shit' story to talk about.
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The winner of the 2008 presidency -- MySpace -- what the frick is with all the presidential candidates friendship requests.

My Interests

Hats off to you Mr. Lartigue....

Playing my Autoharp
Writing stories and articles
(i.e. sexing a porcupine, airbus, inauguration, chicken flu)
Being Passionate, taking out my passion by being calmly spiteful.
watching movies at 6 a.m.
Earth-shattering kisses
binging on all types of music
random conversations with random people
having secret phone correspondence with annalisa in miami (Shhh)
...about boobs and bras
napping at odd times of the day
tea & cookie times
making coffee and foam
Cynical conversations with Brian at a diner
Talking to people with accents
Randomness and whateverness with Jolene
making people walk up the block
dancing and acting like I'm drunk after one drink
Drinking with Lee and completely the Stok- lee
having abnormal beach fun and riding long boards
slipping and sliding on tiles with sox on
dancing in my underwear to poppy foreign songs like the ra ta ta ta ta
spreading vicious rumors about gyncologists
Buying stripped knee high sox
Kissy kisses with the most talented boy I know -- Crowley He's got a mean two-step shuffle ... and money shaker!

driving trips and global travel adventures
having odd incidental random moments of truth with myself
...Oh and viewing Skylar's mail order
male thongs and underwear extraordinaire ..Haha! ...
Lip-Biting and nail peeling

I'd like to meet:

Trouble with a Capital T

Like-minded Cynics -- Lucille Ball Lookalike -- Loaners --First year journalists who will retell combat stories and show off battle wounds -- people who have sympathy for people who sit in congressional hearings for more than six hours -- sugary cereal enthusiasts -- 60's sounding garage bands -- people in their 60s-70s-80s+ who can tell me old time stories -- Off the Record bar goers -- People who have fond memories of the venue the Green House -- Musicians at Ponderosa Stomp -- Individuals who will indulge me -- people who won't give me a beat down for having moments when I say the rudest but cutest thing (I'm sorry i told the Washington staffer that his russian fury hat, looked like something crawled up his head and died, and that he should take care of it quickly..... )Cotton candy, popcorn, and root beer float fans -- People who can tell me funny stories about Sean -- artsy fartsy folks --drunk philosophers -- writers and movie script writers -- Midnight movie lovers -- those who delight in tea and cookies -- people I went to school with in Middle School --People who remember Crystal Palace, Warehouse Cafe, or Chili Pepper -- Someone for a game of Russian Roulette -- Jack Shafer, Someone who will bring me a piece of cake and cream puffs -- People who know what "jumbie" means, Director John Waters but specifically in Baltimore and a
a JellyBean that roars....

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Music:

Yes, I'm one of those girls who
... but I like anything with a good beat!Bratmobile, Shangri-Las, Linda van Dyck, Tame me Tiger: Bonnie St. Claire, Crystals, Shirelles, Brenda Lee, Jenny and the Rascals, Jenny and the Big Guys, Nancy Sinatra, Fallen Leaves, Memphis Minnie, Ma Rainey, Janis Martin, Johnnie Ray, Compulsive Gamblers, Amos Milton, Patty and the Emblems, The Priscellas, The Easybeats, Bo Allen, Wanda Jackson, Ella Fitzgerald, Meanie Geanies, The Monks, Rondelles, Ronnettes, Bikini kill,The Apples in stereo, Zombies,Zombina and the Skeltones, Patsy Cline, Little Richard, The Nuggest/Peebles compilations, Animals, catpower, Sonic Youth, Johnny Cash ... actually anyone off of sun records, The Cure, the creation, the castaways, Mojomatics,Holly Golighty, Minutemen, Al Green, Woggles, James Brown, Robert Johnson, Billy Childish ... and subsequently all other bands in association, i.e. the headcoats, thee headcoatees, mighty caesers, pop rivets, girl trouble, milkshakes, wild billy childish and chatham singers, buff medway,sexton ming .... oh
blah, blah, blah

Sean Michael Crowley, the Avant Garde Disasters, And The Hall Monitors.

Johnny Cash and the Tennessee Two .. width="425" height="350" .. ....

Billy Childish .. width="425" height="350" .. ....

Ronnettes .. width="425" height="350" .. ....

The Monks: .. ..

Movies:


First and foremost, I love foreign films(yes, Bollywood films as well),old ones, horror, and quirky lovey dovey, philosophical ones too.
Live in Baghdad
No story is worth your life... but this is the story of a lifetime.
The Fountain
Every shadow no matter how deep is threatened by morning light.
Love me if you dare
Your shoes, your pants, they distract me.
Walk the Line
"Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby."
V for Vendetta
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-a-vis an introduction, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."
Shopgirl
"Should I hurt now, or hurt later."
Kung Fu Hustle
"You may know kung fu... but you're still a fairy."
Amelie
"I had two heart attacks, an abortion, did crack... while I was pregnant. Other than that, I'm fine."
Mr. Smith Goes to Washington
Just get up off the ground, that's all I ask. Get up there with that lady that's up on top of this Capitol dome, that lady that stands for liberty. Take a look at this country through her eyes if you really want to see something. And you won't just see scenery; you'll see the whole parade of what Man's carved out for himself, after centuries of fighting. Fighting for something better than just jungle law, fighting so's he can stand on his own two feet, free and decent, like he was created, no matter what his race, color, or creed. That's what you'd see. There's no place out there for graft, or greed, or lies, or compromise with human liberties. And, uh, if that's what the grownups have done with this world that was given to them, then we'd better get those boys' camps started fast and see what the kids can do. And it's not too late, because this country is bigger than the Taylors, or you, or me, or anything else. Great principles don't get lost once they come to light. They're right here; you just have to see them again!
Donny Darko
First of all, Papa Smurf didn't create Smurfette. Gargamel did. She was sent in as Gargamel's evil spy with the intention of destroying the Smurf village, but the overwhelming goodness of the Smurf way of life transformed her. And as for the whole gang-bang scenario, it just couldn't happen. Smurfs are asexual. They don't even have reproductive organs under those little white pants. That's what's so illogical, you know, about being a Smurf. What's the point of living if you don't have a dick?
Cabinet of Dr. Caligari
"I must know everything. I must penetrate the heart of his secret! I must become Caligari!"
Trainspotting
Picture the scene: The other fuckin' week there, doin' the fuckin' Volley with Tommy, playing pool. I'm playing like Paul-Fuckin'-Newman by the way. Givin' the boy here the tannin' of a lifetime. So it comes to there, during the last shot, the deciding ball of the whole tournament. I'm on the black and he's sittin' in the corner looking all fuckin' biscuit-arsed. When this hard cunt comes in. Obviously fuckin' fancied himself, like. Starts staring at me. Lookin' at me, right fuckin' at me, as if to say, "Come ahead, square go." You ken me, I'm not the type of cunt that goes looking for fuckin' bother, like, but at the end of the day I'm the cunt with a pool cue and he can get the fat end in his puss any time he fucking wanted like. So I squares up, casual like. What does the hard cunt do? Or the so-called hard cunt? Shites it. Puts down his drink, turns, and gets the fuck out of there. And after that, well, the game was mine.
Salvador:
"You got to get close to the truth. Get too close, you die."
The Girls' Room:
"Shit!"
Its a wonderful Life
Remember, George: no man is a failure who has friends.
Kill Bill
"Revenge is a dish best served cold"
Le Jeete
Virgin Suicides:
"What we have here is a dreamer. Someone completely out of touch with reality. "
Casablanca
"You know, Rick, I have many a friend in Casablanca, but somehow, just because you despise me, you are the only one I trust. "
Bridget Jones Diary
"This is an occasion for genuinely tiny knickers."
All the President's Men
Clark MacGregor: I don't know. You're implying that I should know. If you print that, our relationship will be terminated. Bob Woodward: Sir, we don't have a relationship!
Dr. Strangelove
"Fluoridation is the most monstrously conceived and dangerous communist plot we have ever had to face."
A Year Living Dangerously:
"If it's in focus, it's pornography, if it's out of focus, it's art."
Dawn of the Dead: ...old, new, all the "-- of the Dead" movies
"It's really all over... isn't it?"
Broadcast News:
"I-I can't help you. Sorry, I'm not here to teach remedial reporting."
Washington Interns Gone Mad:
---- Damn, anyone got the tape of this??
Eternal Sunshine for a Spotless Mind:
"Joel, hide me in your humiliation!"
Ginger and Cinnamon:
"Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta."
Hush...Hush Sweet Charlotte:
"You're a vile, sorry little bitch!"
Shaun of the Dead:
" Don't say the zed word."
Cool Hand Luke:
"I can eat fifty eggs."
Some like it Hot:
"It's the story of my life. I always get the fuzzy end of the lollipop."
The Bridge on River Kwai:
"Madness! Madness!"
Big Fish:
"Now I may not have much, but I have more determination then any man you're likely to ever meet."
"There's a time when a man needs to fight and a time when he needs to accept that his destiny's lost, the ship has sailed and that only a fool will continue. The truth is I've always been a fool."
Under the Tuscan Sun:
"What is it about love that makes us so stupid? "
I'm with Lucy:
When Harry Met Sally :
[Sally fakes orgasm in a deli] "I'll have what she's having."
Wag the Dog:
"A good plan today is better than a perfect plan tomorrow."
Run Lola Run:
""What if I were in a coma, and the doc says, "One more day?"
""I'd throw you into the ocean... Shock therapy. ""
Dummy:
"My name's fuckin Fangora!!"
High Fidelity:
"Should I bolt every time I get that feeling in my gut when I meet someone new? Well, I've been listening to my gut since I was 14 years old, and frankly speaking, I've come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains. "
The Umbrellas of Cherbourg
The Invisible Circus
Transcendingly yours..faith

Television:

Ugly Betty
Heroes
Traveler
24
Countdown with Keith Olbermann
Law and Order
Project Runway
House Md
Arrested Development
Family Guy
Lost
Simpsons
The Oblongs
Food Channel=Yum...
Meet the Press and all the news channels CNN,MSNBC as well as some FOX news....

Books:

Heart of Darkness
Death of a Salesman
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
M. Butterfly
Pride and Prejudice
To Kill a Mocking Bird
The Thanksgiving Visitor
To Have and Have Not
Portnoy's Complaint
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Kerouac's On the Road
Great Expectations
Invisible Man
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
Anything by Charles Bukowski
Mr. Popper's Penguins
Anything by Angus Oblong/Tim Burton
EE Cummings
Last night, while I lay thinking here,
some Whatifs crawled inside my ear
and pranced and partied all night long
and sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow talle?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems well, and then
the nighttime Whatifs strike again!
--Shel Silverstein --
The Shangri La's
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Heroes:

my mums, dad, writers, journalists, and maybe you?

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