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About Me

I don't wash my hair and am horrible at all sorts of communication.

My Interests

Jesuchristo. Paranormal. Jenga. Picking scabs. Wrastlin'. Ventures. Philosophy. Reading. Coast to Coast. The Swap Meet. Learning how to commit the perfect murder on A & E with my mom. Quote wars. All You Can Eat Buffets. Anti-shame competitions. Frisbee.

I'd like to meet:

WT Snacks, Jandek, John Waters, Karl Marx, Demetri Matin, Genghis Khan, Mitch Hedberg, Divine.

Music:

Mostly old Hilary Duff, ICP, and Kidz Bop 9

Ravi Shankar, Jandek, Bob Dylan, Lee "Scratch" Perry, Against Me!, Anal Cunt, T-Rex, Tchaikovsky.

Movies:

Wes Anderson. John Waters. Christopher Guest.Tony Ja, Clint Eastwood, and Kevin Spacey.

Escape From Alcatraz. Amelie. Pink Flamingos. Hedwig and the Angry Inch. MST3K.

Television:

Jeopardy. MST3K. Hey Arnold. Band of Brothers. Big Wolf On Campus hahahahaha. THE HISTORY CHANNEL.

Books:

"Books for all the world are always foul-smelling books: The smell of small people clings to them."

Chekhov. Chomsky. Rice. Dante. T.S. Eliot. Palahniuk. Hunter S Thompson. Bukowski. Kafka. Tom Robbins. Eric Arthur Blair.

Heroes:

Not David Sarich.

My Blog

Desert Island by Simon Rich

I was chatting with a girl at a cocktail party last weekend and she asked me, "If you were stranded on a desert island and you could only take three possessions with you, which ones would you pick?" "...
Posted by amadu datu on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 01:23:00 PST

Oh, Bukowski

"Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them."
Posted by amadu datu on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 07:43:00 PST

"The Bet" - Anton Chekhov

It was a dark autumn night. The old banker was walking up and down his study and remembering how, fifteen years before, he had given a party one autumn evening. There had been many clever men the...
Posted by amadu datu on Sat, 20 Jan 2007 10:39:00 PST

An unfamiliar sound

Come one, come all; all eyes and ears, come hither; come to me:The man on stage who shouts and sings as if he could prove something.A falling leaf sat upon my neck, and whispered in my ear,"Dying is h...
Posted by amadu datu on Wed, 25 Oct 2006 06:18:00 PST