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kw

You can dress nautical; learn to tie knots. Take lots of dramamine out on your yacht.

About Me

I'll build a house inside of you. I'll go in through the mouth. I'll draw three figures on your heart: one of them will be me as a boy... one of them will be me... one of them will be me watching you run. Watching you run into the high noon sun -- watching you run farther than guns will go. You are a runner with a stolen voice. And you are a runner. And I am my father's son.

My Interests

Gangsters and gun molls.
Theoretical physics.
Ancient empires.
Star Wars.
Racial/gender/sexual politics.
Timothy Bottoms.

I'd like to meet:

We all know you're soft 'cause we've all seen you dancing. We all know you're hard 'cause we've all seen you drinking from noon until noon again. You're the boy with the filthy laugh.

Music:


et al.

Movies:


The Roaring Twenties.
Intimate Relations.
Anything by Walter Stokman.
The Big Clock.
My Life As a Dog.
The Shining.
Better Off Dead.
Evil Dead Trilogy.
The Magdalene Sisters.
Ratcatcher.
Niagara.
Blood Simple.
The Empire Strikes Back.
Valley Girl.
Shaun of the Dead.
City of God.
Radio Days.
Whit Stillman shit.
Kiss of Death.
Lady Sings the Blues.
Archie: the Movie.
Say Anything.
Heathers.
Mr Kreuger's work.
The Last Picture Show.
Maurice.
All About Eve.
28 Days Later.
Maniac (1980).
Bonnie+Clyde.
Party Girl.
Born Yesterday (Judy Holliday).
Badlands.
Klute.
Big Eden.
Clueless.
Rocky Horror.
The Golden Child.
The Fury.
The Philadelphia Story.
Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf.
Raising Arizona.
Friday.
The Third Man.

Books:

Fiction and Poetry:
Anything by Natsume Soseki, Haruki Murakami, Junichiro Tanizaki or Vonnegut.
Anything illustrated by Greg Ruth.
The Stranger.
Maurice.
Medea.
The Awful Rowing Toward God.
The Blonde on the Street Corner.
How We Are Hungry.
The Quantity Theory of Insanity.
Dune.
No Exit.
Chushingura.
The Life to Come.
Crossing the Water/The Ariel Poems.
Bio/Memoir:
Becoming a Man.
Searching for Robert Johnson.
Alec Baldwin Doesn't Love Me.
History/Sociology:
Any photography books on migrants in the American 1930s.
Stuff about dead rock stars and actors.
Lies My Teacher Told Me.
Hollywood Babylon.
Far from Main Street: Three Photographers in Depression-Era New Mexico.
Girls on Parole.
The Boys in the Band.
The Celluloid Closet.
Real to Reel.
Don't Call Us Molls: Women of the Dillinger Gang.
The Destruction of Black Civilization.
Philosophy/Physics:
Hyperspace.
Parallel Worlds.
The Transcendence of the Ego.
The Elegant Universe.
The Book.
The Wisdom of Insecurity.
The Fabric of the Cosmos.
Billions and Billions.

Heroes:



My Blog

Bonnie


Posted by kw on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 11:36:00 PST

What I Have to See in Work (Mature Readers Only)

Reception: CONVINCED!!...
Posted by kw on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 05:29:00 PST

January

This morning, it's a Sunday morning because they are trying to recapture something, this morning in January, too hot, like a buckle out of the tumble dryer, Nasir and Delia have prepared a picnic, wr...
Posted by kw on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 05:16:00 PST

Portraits

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Posted by kw on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 10:49:00 PST

To Michael Levin: Why Race Really Matters, You Prick

The empirical and 'biological' evidence cannot be relied upon because it is derived from an environment based in systematic racism [not to be confused with 'bigorty'].    Standardized test ...
Posted by kw on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 12:00:00 PST

Early.

I'm at work.  It's 9:19am.  And I got here an hour ago. Ana?
Posted by kw on Tue, 08 Nov 2005 06:03:00 PST

Me and Stairs, redux.

I just fell up the stairs.  Again.  I'd just finished my usual mid-morning run from the records department to LeeAnn's drop-off station when, by a slight miscalculation o...
Posted by kw on Fri, 04 Nov 2005 12:39:00 PST

The Survey

The Longest Survey.... 1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT? Fell off my skateboard and landed on a sandbox edge 2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM? vomit green paint3. WHAT DOES YOUR CELL PHONE...
Posted by kw on Tue, 01 Nov 2005 05:16:00 PST

Children

I don't see the need, really -- if they're not working.  Think about this: I, for routine example, am an able-bodied young man of some integrity and character.  I love my loved ones, cherish...
Posted by kw on Wed, 26 Oct 2005 12:37:00 PST

Stairs and Me.

I just fell up the stairs.  Again.  This is the fourth time it's happened.  Thank Zeus I wasn't carrying any coffee... like last time when I got it all over sweet Judith's patent-leathe...
Posted by kw on Mon, 24 Oct 2005 03:13:00 PST