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East Coast Ed

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About Me

Listen.
Miles Davis . * My Tardis is cooler than yours. * Thrift stores. * Poetry isn't always written down - sometimes the moment speaks more than words. * The cross-over dribble. * The II V7. * Jen. * Cooperdog. * Shea Stadium on a June night when Pedro is pitching. * Yes, I'd like a lime in My Captain . * A Love Supreme . * Al Pacino in Author! Author! * My mother is one of the funniest people I have ever met. * Kathleen Dick - anyone heard from her? * The Mustang was cooler than the Explorer. * The F Lounge.
The night Larry Johnson hit the four-point play in the 2000 playoffs to take a lead in the fourth quarter against the Indiana Pacers did not make up for 1994 and 10 points in like 5 SECONDS. * Henry James' The Beast in the Jungle is the perfect short story. If you haven't read it, I suggest you do so - soon. * Dexter Gordon and Wayne Shorter are my musical parents. I want to grow up and sound just like them. * But I still look like Branford .
Robotech. * Greg Kohs' ideas should be running the world. * I obsess about the tread on my tires. * Greycat. * I can KICK YOUR ASS at Galaga , but TB is the master of Donkey Kong. * DON'T PANIC - its the motto on the book, not the Coldplay joint. * Chief is the best brother an only child ever had. * Nyssa or Leela? Please don't make me decide. * April in Paris is probably not as hip as Autumn in New York.
Failure does not exist - you must create it. Creating success isn't easier, but it is cheaper - not a lot of people know that. * The Mighty Orbots - mechanical heroes who fight for what's right. * At the moment when I pet my cat, it is a mystery to me which of us is more content. * Roy-f*ckin'-Batty. Yeah I said it. * I think Stan Smero ended up giving me like 2 grand in high school, all spent on lunch.
Moonlighting and Remington Steele. * When you get two "11"s back-to-back, an angel has just gotten his wings. * Synchronicity the album by The Police and Synchronicity the theory by Carl Jung. * The Rime of the Ancient Mariner - big ups to STC. * "Gee Johnny, you weren't very nice to Mrs. Capone." * I have decided that young Obi Wan is almost as cool as Empire Han Solo - almost. * Ahmad Jamal. * Mistakes are fantastic tutors - seek their counsel often.Yeah - it's why we love the Kohser - because he brings us the hot-off-the-griddle shit:

Modern-Day Martin Luther Nails 95 Comment Cards To IHOP Door

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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

You. Why? 'Cause you rock, bitches. You rock because you say what's on your mind, but you're never cruel about it. You rock because you're not afraid to share your dreams with people, and you always want to hear about theirs. You rock because you never back out on your friends.
You rock because you give and give and give to everyone, but never let yourself get taken for granted. You rock because you know I like my Captain and Coke with a lime. You rock because we know you've had some pain and your corners have some dark about them, but you use it to prop yourself up and make yourself stronger, and its never turned you bitter. You rock because you told corporate world to "bite it" and started your own shit. That is so kick ass.
You rock because you've got experience and skillz. And you view the world not with the world-weary, "seen-it-all, done-it-all" jaded view, but rather with a childlike, giddy anticipation that says you can't wait for the next kick-ass moment. You rock because you don't compromise. You rock because you don't shit on your second chances, instead you fix the hyper-drive and make it to the rendezvous point. You rock because you let your freak-flag fly. You rock because you bring it. You rock because you swing it. You rock.

My Blog

Cutting Trends: Penile Implants are really huge right now.

These are 22 things:1) GreyCat likes to slap around Cooperdog. Rather than retaliate in anyway (the dog outweighs the cat by about 50 pounds), the dog just looks at him as if to say "Dude, what did I...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 00:22:00 GMT

And then she touched my naughty bits, and it was on

here are some reasons I could be a celebrity:1) I have absolutely no discernible talent whatsoever - a true hallmark of "celebrity" status.2) My name - Ed Strother. Its simple to spell, and looks lik...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 22:43:00 GMT

For their first song, the bride and groom have chosen "Put It In Your Mouth" by Akinyele

"Girls Gone Wild" is kind of a misnomer, isn't it? I mean, when someone goes wild, aren't they usually going on a killing spree, or beating up someone? Like, I would think that if someone said "hey...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Apr 2006 23:49:00 GMT

You know, you shouldn't put that inside you before you plug it in...

There is nothing free about a "free throw." Everybody has to pay for them.First - they don't just hand them out to anyone. You got to earn the right to stand at the stripe. Sometimes its something ...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Apr 2006 23:07:00 GMT

The dumbest thing I thought of today

I think Alan Thicke and Shelly Long should have a variety-hour type tv show. They could call it "The Thicke-Long Hour." Boy - what a crap joke. It seemed funnier when I was laying in bed. Sigh. I...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 13:19:00 GMT

Its true: I CAN do push ups without using my arms. Wanna see?

So the other night, I was laying in bed not nearly asleep enough to justify actually being in it, and I started thinking about all the twists and turns my life had taken. (Y'know when sometimes when y...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Apr 2006 22:27:00 GMT

When I masterbate, I think about you

No, actually, I don't think about you when I masterbate. In fact, truth be told, I try NOT to think about you when I masterbate - and maybe we're all really thankful about that. The title was there ...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Apr 2006 22:58:00 GMT

I have naked pictures of your mom in a Buick

So its 3:37. AM. Y'know what would be cool? Having a laptop that had a backlit keyboard. Y'know what else would be cool? Not bitching about your laptop. Because, lets face it, it beats a typewri...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Apr 2006 00:37:00 GMT

Greetings from Sonnetland

I Sing of Petrarch Sad and BigWhat times are these that cause unbidden tears to flowSo freely from my heart? Abhorent is my shame,And cancerous the faults that weigh upon my frame.The crimes against m...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Apr 2006 12:32:00 GMT

Excerpt from Sanford Milson's ghost-written autobiography

My father, who was a Louisiana native, liked his annual pilgramage to New Orleans so much, he eventually bought and renovated a hotel just at the end of Bourbon Street just so he would have a place to...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 00:40:00 GMT