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Poodle

Underspent and too young too...

About Me

I fall in love at the worst possible times. I have skinny ankles and a heart thats too big for my own good. Sometimes I hold a gun, Sometimes I hold a man. Either way... it's dangerous. When I get nervous I write witty sayings on my inner thighs so later when the wolves attack I can calmly sit, nod politely and smile knowing the secret to life is warm in my jeans...

My Interests

BBQ, Miller Light, Old pianos, banjos, Rome, hydrangeas, Southern boys, Stilettos, barefeet drunk on wine, Red lipstick and Rock 'n Roll.

I'd like to meet:

"Amid the chaos of that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots, and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and am amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true, that three words went through my mind endlessly, repeating themselves like a broken record: you're so cool, you're so cool, you're so cool. And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would have done if he had died, if that bullet had been two inches more to the left. To this, I always smile, as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But I always do. I tell him of how I would want to die, but that the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn, and that things would be much as they are now. Perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son Elvis."

Music:

Tori Amos, Patty Griffin, Counting Crows, Leonard Cohen, Madonna, Blondie, Justin Rutledge, Sigur Ros, Hole, Marilyn Manson, Robert Earl Keen, Johnny Cash, Carmen Consoli, Tears for Fears, Joni Mitchell, Placebo, Roxette, Joe Purdy, el perro del mar, Switchblade Symphony, Rasputina, Calexico
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Movies:

Punch Drunk Love, Great Expectations, Love Actually, Magnolia and bad porn.

Books:

Fitzgerald and Cisneros

Heroes:

"Everybody i know is in pieces, little pieces, but they insist on walking around like it's all going as planned. i wish they remembered how to scream instead. they look better to me when they're connected than when they want to seem like they understand and accept every miserable moment... but they keep running around with colons and semi-colons and parenthesis.... i want some commas and dot dot dots and some screaming. i'd give up a kidney for some screaming. maybe i'd join in. i'd give up the essentials, a heart that pumps blood and and a brain that knows how to parallel park for somebody to scream with..." -l.Butler

My Blog

Mi mancha Roma....

~I miss my Rome.~ All the girls... girls... we were so alive. Remember? Testaccio.  Drunken Ostia. Via Marmorata.  Ponte Sisto.  the carabinieri.  All the men.... The late nights s...
Posted by Poodle on Thu, 20 Oct 2005 05:55:00 PST