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Salmonella coffee with bread crumbs!

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About Me

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My Interests

Finger Eleven, artwork, instruments, coffee.

I'd like to meet:

The old man

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Music:

*FINGER ELEVEN*------- Rainbow Butt Monkeys, Pink Floyd, Godspeed you! Black Emperor, Johnny Cash, Led Zeppelin, Magnolia Electric Co., Songs: Ohia, The Carpenters, *The Crafters* (haha! Dale.) The Beatles, Enya, Solardaze, Hilliat Fields, Juanes, Mana, Mort Subite, Neutral Milk Hotel, The Police, La Oreja De Van Gogh, Anton Dvorak, Blind Melon.... genres: Rock, Folk Rock, Funk Rock, Acoustic, Noise, Indie, experimental, ambient, country, progressive...

Movies:

Anything Jackie Chan, my all time fave is Drunken Master.

Television:

I get a lot of questions about my screen name... and by this point, it is quite evident that there should be some explanation. So. Watch the video 'Salmonella', which can be found on this profile. It is one of the "Antics" as Mike refers to it, of wacky James Black from Finger Eleven. If you have further questions or concerns, feel free to ask.

Books:

Theres way too many. One of my fave though, is "The sun, he dies, the end of the Aztec Empire" by Jamake Highwater.

My Blog

Our Shared Philosophy.

I pledge allegiance to the Finger Eleven, of the Burlington Ontario Canada. And to the salmonella, for which makes one laugh.... one band, in the world, with hard core fans. And kick ass music, for al...
Posted by Salmonella coffee with bread crumbs! on Tue, 12 Sep 2006 03:36:00 PST

oh yeah.... yep

I met a man,He was a good man.Sailing and shoring,He got the betatron, man.Talking that foreign,Oh yeah. -F11
Posted by Salmonella coffee with bread crumbs! on Mon, 17 Jul 2006 11:21:00 PST

The Night The Bed Fell, By James Thurber

The Night The Bed Fell I suppose the high- water mark of my youth in Columbus, Ohio, was the night the bed fell on my father. It makes a better recitation (unless, as some friends of mine have said, o...
Posted by Salmonella coffee with bread crumbs! on Sat, 10 Jun 2006 01:41:00 PST