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barry

stop and think it over

About Me

i can be kind of a misfit, but i'm really not as snarky as i seem. i don't know how i feel about things that taste like chocolate but aren't chocolate (ie. chocolate flavored jelly beans? yuck!). my mind normally works in spurts of nonsequitur. i'm somewhat of a stickler for bad grammar, but i hate identifying myself as such because it brings about one of those 'judge lest ye be judged' kind of situations. i act under the belief that i can tell whether or not i'd like someone based upon the furniture in the background of their myspace photos. i don't sell shiseido. i've recently begun maintaining my blag again: anyonebagel.com

My Interests

kermit the frog, reviving a childhood fascination with the teenage mutant ninja turtles, researching things like the ayatollah khomeini on wikipedia, the fact that nick carter is totally fat and no one notices, rachael yamagata, midori ito crashing into the camera pit during the 1991 world figure skating championships, www.dooce.com, www.lifehacker.com, les sans culottes, using hummus instead of mayo, watching old vhs tapes of star trek: the next generation.

I'd like to meet:

it's always nice to hear from like-minded folks, you know, simpatico and all that jazz.

i'm not sure who i'd like to meet, but if you think you'd like to meet me, hell give it a shot. i'm trying to keep an open mind. unless you're usher, because actually i think he's one person i wouldn't like to meet. he seems so full of himself. i'd like to call it a delusion of grandeur, but unfortunately, in his case it's probably a reality of grandeur.

an addendum to the 'open' status of my mind: me trying to keep an open mind is a sizable feat, akin to the part in goonies where sloth is trying to hold up that rock which is about to collapse upon the only viable exit from the cavern housing one-eyed willy's treasure ship.

Music:

currently: gotta work - amerie, great northern, bennie k, fountains of wayne, the cardigans, anything that will help me walk faster to the train station

in general: dealership, rachael yamagata, imperial teen, crystal kay, uberpop pseudopunk white girls (skye sweetnam, avril lavigne, ashlee simpson, fefe dobson who i know is black but is in the same category anyway), female fronted indie pop bands that sing in french or german, and even moreso when they are in fact neither french nor german (les sans culottes, stereo total, stereolab)

Movies:

Clue, Bring it On, Groundhog's Day, Any movie which generally involves white girls dancing and/or pursuing a career in performance (think: center stage, save the last dance, dirty dancing: havana nights, disney's ice princess)

Television:

trashy mindless stuff: american idol, project runway

trashy mindless stuff in the guise of something heartwarming: the biggest loser, tyra

trashy mindless stuff in the guise of quality programming for teens/preteens: that's so raven, degrassi: the next generation, kim possible, lizzie mcguire, tmnt

trashy mindless stuff in the guise of thrilling crime drama: csi, svu

Books:

currently working on: the visible world / mark slouka

just finished: the book of lies / felice picano, dancer from the dance / andrew holleran, the boy detective fails / joe meno

overall favorites: immortality by milan kundera, AHWOSG by dave eggers, like a velvet glove cast in iron by daniel clowes, the cheese monkeys by chip kidd, sputnik sweetheart by murakami

i hate: ayn rand because i've tried to read the bitch a million times, each time convincing myself that i'm being unfair in my harsh criticisms of her philosophies, and each time realizing that her writing makes me vomit a little in my mouth.

i heart: string theory, but haven't read the elegant universe. anyone care to explain it to me? HOT.

Heroes:

chris ware, my dad, dave eggers, ira glass