We showed up late. The 60s had already come and gone, leaving behind only a faint whisper of the new liberal-minded era we were now supposed to be living in. What the youth of that generation experienced was now a cheap inflated high, an exploited dream, hollowed out like a dead animals carcass. The wave of peaceful revolution had an undertow that quickly receded back into the bosom of the pacific ocean. A new kind of industry emerged in its place. Now I just write and record in my bedroom.
My Interests
Breaking records for speed, thoughtfulness, and mania
I'd like to meet:
The internet version of you.
Below is one of my brothers short films:
Movies:
Anything by Richard J. Olak
Heroes:
Richard J Olak
My Blog
on my way home
On my way home from another wild night out in the city, I stopped off at a 24 hour diner for an early breakfast of bacon, eggs, toast and fried potatoes. The diner was busy, packed full of college kid... Posted by Rolla on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 10:29:00 PST
chronicles of an everyday fucker
many shirts hang in my closetthough im not wearinganything at the momenti have them therethoughjust in case i need them Posted by Rolla on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 10:19:00 PST
