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About Me

All I ever wanted to be was Aletha's cool big brother at parties, but Floyd and his passed-out-with-drink-in-hand/cheeseburger-in-mouth shenanigans has stolen that moniker, leaving me the far less satisfying title "aletha's slutty drunk big brother who is only slutty at parties but not really slutty because he smells like gorgonzola and girls don't like blue cheese." Or just the Unsuccessful Man-Ho Who Smells Like Cheese." Or just Smells Like Cheese. Yeah.I like random-ass shit, and I like to think that I'm a flavorful and spicy addition to human soup.

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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Frylock. or, alternately, anyone with an open mind who likes to talk AND listen. Anyone who wants to play frisbee in the park, go to shows, or go skinny dipping in the nicer hotels of Baja and sing the spanish snippets of pixies songs until midgets with badges chase us off the property.

My Blog

Live from London, 7/7/2005 - well, almost London, Cambridge, really

"A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burdened with like weight of pain,As much or more we should ourselves complain." - William Shak...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Jul 2005 16:18:00 GMT

Ireland and a broken heart (awwwwww)

So here's a little memoir I wrote a week and a half ago, while in Ireland. Its sappy and cheesy, I know, but I had to purge. Purge, baby, purge. It is up on my friend Eric's website,...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Jul 2005 10:09:00 GMT

backpacking with pops

I've had some great times with my father. This was one of those great times. We were picking up the John Muir Trail where we'd left off many years earlier, literally walking back to the same spot wh...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Apr 2005 20:01:00 GMT

ahh, the joys of a good toga party...

If the links work, check out this toga party...I had sort of a pleather/red toga going. It ruled. Some girls took lots of pictures and put 'em up. Here are a few (but you can always view the entire...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Apr 2005 19:47:00 GMT

google your name

every so often I google my name (and you should too), mostly as an excercise in ego-worship, but partially just out of curiousity. Not only is it fucking funny to see all the shit out there with your...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Apr 2005 18:21:00 GMT

Barhopping with Grant

I want to tell you about a surprising and cheap form of therapy I discovered a few years back - namely, going to gay bars (yes, I'm straight). Here's the skinny: I used to work out with a dude I'll...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Feb 2005 02:27:00 GMT

Acceleration

ACCELERATION "There's more to life than just increasing its speed." Said someone, I forget who. Moving on, moving on, 30,000 feet somewhere over Indiana (or is it Kansas?--cent...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Dec 2004 03:04:00 GMT

Punks, Quizzes, and Smiles

Oh my. I awoke this morning with another unusually vivid dream; I wonder whats triggering this recent slumberous lucidity? It couldnt be the 7-year crack habit I just kicked, could it? Naaaah& ...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2004 00:26:00 GMT

warm toilet seats

Teddy Nutmeg here, with another serious topic for discussion; the warm toilet seat, and toilet seats in general. I loathe warm toilet seats. In fact, there is perhaps nothing more physically repulsive...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Jan 2004 12:35:00 GMT

A Crackhead's Bad Influence

Im pseudo-irate, which is about as irate as an exceedingly sheltered middle class white boy can get, and Ill tell you why. Im spending another lonesome night in another nondescript hotel room, ano...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Jan 2004 17:51:00 GMT