Art in all of its many forms, esp. photography.. painting.. music.. nature (as few biting/stinging bugs as possible though. lol) sunsets and cliches. I love to write... i love cruisin' (in cars and bars. :oP) Big-time people watcher. Good conversation. Laughter, smiles, and eyes. Drunken-karaoke. Pulling people out of their shells a bit, including myself at times. Anything taboo to a certain degree. Tribal body ornamentation. Cooking like a mad beotch. Pumping myself with random useless information (i think it will come in handy someday) Learning things about my mother I think she's long forgotten. Quarreling with my conservative republican brother, but loving him anyway. Trying to play the piano. Talking to strangers. :) The pain of wrinkles forming in my brain. Philosophical experiments. Buying books that I never seem to have the time to read. Watching plants grow. Changing seasons. Feeling my skin heated by the sun. Trying to understand points of view entirely different from my own and how they evolved into being. Documentaries. Biographies. Clocks set at different times. Lucid dreams. Fire. Jazz. Poetry. Procrastination and the insane burst of energy that follows to get things done. Boredom and stillness. Chaos and craziness. Grey areas. The certifiably insane. Herbology. My instinct. Teaching myself to write right-handed. Playing the guitar upside down. Evolving my voice.
You're a Passionate Kisser
For you, kissing is about all about following your urges
If someone's hot, you'll go in for the kiss - end of story
You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses
A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble
What Kind of Kisser Are You?
I'd like to meet:
someone who loves to laugh and act like a kid: silly and pure. someone who gets fu@ked up on beauty, drunk on art. A real human being or two. my father, reincarnated. my dog as a human. the seeds from whence my plants came. ani difranco. andrew wyeth. anais nin. jesus christ pre-crucifiction. george bush at a time in his life when he was doubting a career in politics. i'd love to smoke a joint with salvador dali. derrida. go camping with emerson and thoreau. victoria woodhull.
Music:
Devotchka, Ani Difranco, Ella Fitzgerald, Modest Mouse, Billie Holiday; anything with banjos, cellos, or violins; Damien Rice, Souxsie and the Banshees, Pretenders, Yeahyeahyeahs, Neil Young, Peter Frampton, Flaming Lips, Old school Tori Amos, some local music. Anything with lyrics and a beat that strikes me. lol. :)
Movies:
too many to list... indie film buff.
Television:
don't watch much of it...the news. maybe some late night insomniatic elimidate or fifth wheel blind date kind of madness just so i can periodically check into the ridiculous nature of pop-culture. it may not be pretty but it's reality.
Books:
jack kerouac, allen ginsberg, sarah vowell, dorothy parker, thoreau, anais nin, henry miller, elizabeth wurtzel
Heroes:
my mother, art, my father, the wilderness that has to do battle just to exist anymore, people who still have open hearts and those in pursuit of knowledge, Ani D., little kids who still go outside and play."http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/message/index.php?id
=204"
