let us rise
i am now the proud owner of an endearingly amateur, yet beautiful velvet painting of clint eastwood (fistful of dollars era) that hung for years inside the dark walls of the lion's lair. then sadly it disappeared sometime ago. maybe i'm the only one who noticed or cared (save for M., the bar manager), but somehow fate has brought us back together and it will soon hang inside my sweet little brick shithole (which, incidentally, is shaping up to be a rad little shithole).
heavy instrumetal
david gordon green
wong kar wai
battlestar galactica 3.0
(click these)
thunderant
fishing with john
the take away shows by blogotheque
all of my books are boxed up and unreachable for a while, so in the meantime i will read
the book of laughter and forgetting
from memory
(click me)
My Details
Statusbreathing
Here for
a second or 2
Orientation
omnisexual
Hometown
playa del rey, ca
Blooditalian/russian
Religion
shoes
Sign
capricorn/libra/gemini
Kids
just so i can buy them little shoes
Educated
i'd like to think so
Occupationvideo editor, shlep, camera operator, dishwasher emptier, field producer, lackey, plant waterer, shove pills down cats throaterer, used to be a lover