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About Me

I like the look of run-down houses with expensive cars out front. â€“ I like priorities.
Being single is good for my soul.
I am somewhat obsessive compulsive. It seems to be getting stronger with age. I organize my Tupperware. Cleaning is my therapy. I get caught up in details.
I prefer the health of the mind and spirit over the body.
I donâ€™t smile often. I just donâ€™t smile unless I have an obvious reason to. Nothing personal.
I find beauty in flaws. A china cabinet that has seen a house fire. A silverplated dinner fork with silver worn off of the tines. The consistent creaking of the kitchen floor under my weight. The sound of tires driving over the pothole in front of my house.
I prefer fact to fiction in conversation.
I just need a little more good right now to get me through.
I like the way Silas says "hippopotamus." Hippo-BEE-tom-inus.
My front and rear tire treads donâ€™t match. I did it on purpose. My truck is almost 20 years old and runs well â€“ now.
I'm trying to be a good person.
I am worthless without coffee.

My Interests

Antique everything. Apartment shopping. Arrogance. Art. Being warm. Books. Blank canvases. Blankets. Candles. Car shows. Cemeteries. Chrome. Cleaning. Clocks. Coffee. Color. Cowl hoods. Creativity. Curtains. Dead flowers. Details. Dirty Rims. Disappearing. Dodging reality. Drag races. Drawing. Dreams. Driving. Eccentricity. Electrical ties. Family history. Family trees. Film. Fine art photography. Fireplaces. Flatware. Forgetting. Forgiving myself. Furniture. Glass. Good conversation. Good days. Hair cuts. Heirlooms. Honesty. Insanity. Jeans. Journals. Keeping calm. Killing plants. Kindness. Latin. Laughter. Letters. Libraries. Listening. Lists. Memories. Metal. Mike. Music. Neighbors. Old stories. Organizing. Original thought. Paint. Paint by number. People watching. Pens. Pictures. Piercings. Planning. Poems. Projects. Rain. Randomness. Reading. Red. Researching. Shining wheels. Shoes. Shotgun houses. Silence. Silver. Silverplate. Sirens. Sleeping in. Sleeping pills. Spell check. Staying awake. Steel. Summer. Sunday newspapers. Surprises. Sweaters. Tanning. Text messages. Texture. Tires. Trucks. Vacations. Variables. Wasting time. Water. Water fowl. Windows. Wood floors. Words. Writing.

I'd like to meet:

"I want to move. Where shall I move? North is obvious. West is the ocean. The East is the past. South is the only way."
"The American Dream can be found here if you keep your mouth closed."

The fine print -- Friend Request? Fine. I will approve or deny at my own discretion. Do not message me to ask if I will come to your house party on a Tuesday night. Do not ask if I will come to your keg party on a Friday night. I would not go. And I most certainly would not â€œbring my girls.â€

Music:

Aberdeen City. Amos Lee. Badly Drawn Boy. Beck. Bedouin Soundclash. Ben Folds. Ben Harper. Ben Kweller. Blonde Redhead. Blue Merle. Bob Dylan. Bob Marley. Bright Eyes. Bril. Broken Social Scene. Calexico. Codeseven. Counting Crows. Damien Rice. Dave Matthews. David Ford. Death Cab for Cutie. Devendra Banhart. Dispatch. Elliott Smith. Hayden. Interpol. Iron & Wine. Jack Johnson. James Taylor. Jeff Buckley. Joe Purdy. John Butler Trio. John Legend. Joseph Arthur. Josh Joplin. Joshua Radin. Keane. Kings of Leon. Landon Pigg. Matt Costa. Muse. Nada Surf. Nick Drake. O.A.R. Pavement. Pete Yorn. Phantom Planet. Radiohead. Reindeer Section. Rocky Votolato. Sam Roberts. Sherwood. Simon & Garfunkel. Snow Patrol. Sondre Lerche. Stephen Malkmus. Sufjan Stevens. The Blind Boys of Alabama. The Bravery. The Frames. The Pale Pacific. The Postal Service. The Shins. The Strokes. Travis. Wilco...

Books:

Et Tu, Babe. Ham on Rye. Hot Water Music. Midnight in the Garden of Good & Evil. Run With the Hunted. Septuagenarian Stew. Tales of Ordinary Madness. The Aneid. The Bell Jar. The Night Torn Mad With Footsteps. The Roominghouse Madrigals. Women. You Get So Alone At Times That It Just Makes Sense.

My Blog

lately.

and i feel a little like i'm drowning. i don't like making plans. maybe i should write a list. pros and cons. my plans never end or begin as planned. because [a] needs to follow [c]. and [c] just beca...
Posted by door. on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 05:16:00 PST

Home.

I hate to say it, so I don't. There was a ghost in my driveway.I must exorcise a house.And rid myself of a leech.There may be caution tape.So if you see itIt may be a lie.Just be weary of front d...
Posted by door. on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 12:12:00 PST

Song.

"My only reason naturally starts to get to me, pushing my way though mesh of life, I want to kiss the sickness of mind. My heart without reason sunken to deep disapointment, spreads over universe, wit...
Posted by door. on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 12:37:00 PST

Long distance phone calls.

No, not really... yes, actually.I had a dream about finding a missing silverplated dinner knife. It was in the mud, outside the house. I started digging there and found it. But I didn't know it was th...
Posted by door. on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 02:32:00 PST

And...

I have a little old man who mows my lawn. He is a good person. I'm trying to be a good person. I pay him to mow my lawn when I do not have the money.I'm spinning in circles.The pest guy set glue traps...
Posted by door. on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 01:17:00 PST

Coffee - Good Coversation - Arrests - Evictions.

First, let me say how displeased I am at myspace for losing this blog COMPLETELY the first time I typed it.What did I just do? I finally had someone else there to make the choice with me. Police or no...
Posted by door. on Fri, 25 Aug 2006 01:17:00 PST

Poem.

Mad Girl's Love SongI shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;I lift my lids and all is born again.(I think I made you up inside my head.)The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,And arbitrary blac...
Posted by door. on Thu, 17 Aug 2006 02:40:00 PST

Small talk.

My phone number is written on a post-it in my kitchen. I keep it by the post-it with my landlord's number. I'd hate to not know the number while I'm bitching at him to fix something. I forget to remem...
Posted by door. on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 02:08:00 PST

Aged.

Not where I want to be. Mike is restless. I'm getting there. Concerned. This wasn't in the plans. Rare are the days that go as planned. Even now. Spinning out of control. I've brought myself to say, "...
Posted by door. on Thu, 03 Aug 2006 11:30:00 PST

Dead End.

I will lift my glass to the change. I will get exactly what I wanted. I will take a little bit of time. A vacation. A hiatus from everything. I am taking my cat. I have no idea how long I will be gone...
Posted by door. on Thu, 27 Jul 2006 01:27:00 PST