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About Me

In training for the Berlin Marathon 2007. Don't worry if I haven't got round to you for sponsorship yet - you're on the list.()

My Interests

Football; most other sports; literature; languages; travel: France, Spain etc etc and so on.

I'd like to meet:

"The thing is to find a truth which is true for me, to find the idea for which I can live and die."

Music:

Movies:

Goodbye Lenin!; The Graduate; Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind; The Big Lebowski; Ferris Bueller's Day Off; Midnight Cowboy; Y Tu Mama Tambien; The Beat That My Heart Skipped; Casablanca; O Brother! Where art Thou?; Cinema Paradiso; Goodfellas; Life of Brian and Holy Grail; Vertigo; Rear Window; City of God; La Haine; Le Fabuleux destin d'Amelie Poulain; Run, Lola, Run; The Goonies; Shawshank etc etc and so on.

Television:

Partridge; anything by Chris Morris; Green Wing; Peep Show; Nathan Barley; The Office; The Simpsons; MoTD

Books:

To Kill a Mockingbird; Fiesta: The Sun Also Rises; A Rose For Winter; Far From The Madding Crowd; Anna Karenina; War & Peace; The Dubliners; The Unbearable Lightness of Being; Lolita; L'Etranger; Les Liaisons Dangereuses; Madame Bovary; L'Education Sentimentale; Perfume; The Comfort of Strangers; Love in The Time of Cholera; La Casa de Bernarda Alba; A Confederacy of Dunces; For Whom The Bell Tolls; Harry Potter etc etc and so on.

Heroes:

I admire many people.

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My Blog

Psilocybe mexicana - Part 1

Shards of twisted sunbeams Rained splintered half-light onto the tragedy. A pigeon formation, doubled in ferocious force by a high-rise mirrored monstrosity Screamed towards a dropped, ketchup-cover...
Posted by Mike on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 03:50:00 PST

L'amour au crepuscule du matin

As rooftops bathed in august moonlight And majestic dreams soared soundlessly into the night Upon this late summer tableau did unfold - And lay bare, your shimmering soul. I ached for your bloo...
Posted by Mike on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 02:26:00 PST

Barcelone, en bref (Homage to Christopher Columbus)

A cobbled kilometre, she once flowed Fresh blue to sunlit waters of gold. Still now, she runs the same course Different colours, the same mountain source. Brown-eyed boys behold olive-skinned girls Ma...
Posted by Mike on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 02:54:00 PST

Un voyage larmoyant

It started with a blink. Your torrent of pain welled up inside me Scalding grief and anger at Me Bubbled furiously bearing witness on my face. But your face crumpled and withered As the first, ...
Posted by Mike on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 01:10:00 PST

A l'avenir!

Scrub yellow-stained fingers That felt for a future unknown. Brush a wine-coated tongue That drunkenly lolled around directionless promises. The pasticcio painted atop An Ol...
Posted by Mike on Sat, 25 Nov 2006 05:22:00 PST