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Just call me "Boots."

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off--then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.
-Herman Melville, Moby Dick
I don't add people unless I know them. That goes for bands, too. Nothing personal.

I like knitting and crappy television. I also like intellectual discourse and laughing a lot. And monkeys. And miniature livestock. And dancing. And being silly. And being serious. And skipping. And thinking about things, and then saying them out loud. Music to make my toes tap and my heart light. Or my heart heavy. You need 'em both, really. I say more then is necessary and feel more then is healthy. I do this under the theory that I'd rather live too much, too brightly, too intensely, then to leave anything unsaid, not thought, or unfelt. I love grammar, but hate spelling. I'm often confusing. It's unintentional, I swear.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

People who are nice to people who are weaker then themselves. People who will dance with little-to-no provocation. People who can name obscure pop culture trivia facts without the aid of Wikipedia. Quirky people are interesting. Do you have acerbic wit? Then I'd like to meet you, although I won't lie, we might get in a fight. But I'll get over it lickity-split. People who like sewing things or making things. Wordsmiths. Truth-tellers.Banter-ers. Costume-wearers. Merry-makers. Outside-players. Laughers.
If you see this man wandering around, please give him my number. "...the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'" Jack Kerouac

My Blog

I have an actual bloggity...

outrageouschaos.blogspot.comI'm coming out.As a blogger.Sorry. Sometimes I like to use dramatic statements in a misleading way in order to stir up excitement and enthusiasm.Cheers.
Posted by on Sun, 02 Mar 2008 05:11:00 GMT

Media coverage of David's Oscar party!!!

Article Here (yes, I know my last name is not Booley...)Vlog Here.Thanks to Margot and Eva!
Posted by on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 14:03:00 GMT

My Mutta...

So to anyone who knows me, my mother is something of a myth. Many tales are told about my mother, but only a relatively small number of you have met her. Mom is a painter, and for the last few years h...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 06:47:00 GMT

Brooke Survey .9

1. Is your second toe longer than your first?I just did a quick check. Nope. But here's some dorky, fun info on a study on big-little toes. 2. Do you have a favorite type of pen?Sharpie. Extra Fine Po...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 13:25:00 GMT

My head just exploded.

Seriously. Face is totally blown off.
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 16:58:00 GMT

More Truth and Beauty Bombs...

I'm lying in bed, capping off a near-perfect weekend with some much needed recuperation. Reading, DVDs, pajamas. I had picked up White Oleander, by Janet Fitch. Nothing life shattering, but it's lyric...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Jan 2007 19:10:00 GMT

Truth and Beauty Bombs

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Posted by on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 07:15:00 GMT

This is the best thing I've ever seen...

I want to stick my face into the middle of them. MAN, I want a puppy!
Posted by on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 08:06:00 GMT

I moved my word list... And the rest of that shit here.

I like collecting words. I like the music and meter of language. I'm not poetic, just dorky. lacrimoniouschaostempestsnogjudiciouspenultimatereconnoitert imbrebamboozlehoopleheadshoi polloilugubriousep...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 09:13:00 GMT

Baby...

I wouldn't trade you for all the...::snort::
Posted by on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 09:58:00 GMT