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ria

I'm your huckleberry.

About Me

Drifter extrovert. You figure it out. Also, I'm really good at scrabble. ..

My Interests

cream chipped beef, music, dancing,korean bbq, my dog,trying not to kill my plants,the perfect reuben, sex,whiskey, travel, fancy cheese,liverwurst, good wine,bad wine, conversation, NPR, reading, film, theater, writing, cooking, backpacking, being outraged, long walks on the beach, breathing air.

I'd like to meet:

someone who can put me in my place. I'm still curious as to where it might be.

Music:

I saw Tom Waits on my 21st birthday and cried like a baby. I still listen to George Michael. I like Bluegrass. And Ludacris. And Sigur Ros. Deathcab For Cutie. The Decemberists.Jeff Buckley.Hall and Oates. Nico Case. Metallica.Johnny Cash. Heart.Paul Simon. The Smiths.Joni Mitchell. Anything Motown.Everything, mostly. Except Phish. Man, do I hate Phish.But most especially I love this:DONT STOP BELIEVING (Journey)

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Movies:

Tombstone, Braveheart, True Romance,The Way We Were, West Side Story, Dazed and Confused, Persona, Purple Rain, Gone With the Wind, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Anchorman, Ghostbusters, The Lord of the Rings, Alien, Aliens, Starship Troopers, Twelve Angry Men, City of Lost Children, Brazil, Mister Smith Goes to Washington, Say Anything, The Princess Bride, Escape From New York, Rocky. WET HOT AMERICAN SUMMER.

Television:

I cover it with an umbrella so it won't stare at me too much.

Books:

The Master and Margarita. All Quiet on the Western Front. Shogun. Tess of the D'Ubervilles. Gone With the Wind. Iimajica. The Last Legends of Earth. The Lord of the Rings. In the Skin of a Lion. Coffee, Tea, or Me? The Gunslinger books. The Tempest. War and Peace. The Foundation Trilogy. Love in the Time of Cholera. Blood Meridian. The Little Prince. How Green Was My Valley? Little House on the Prarie. Will You Please Be Quiet, Please?. Vanity Fair.Rock Hard Abs in Three Minutes a Day. Everything. All Books. I love them. except for Ishmael.

Heroes:

That Japanese guy that can eat, like, sixty eight hot dogs in one sitting.

My Blog

missing a friend

    Come and meet me and I will go to you we will brave the dark and headlights and run headstrong into each other Go now. Do not pack a bag.   We are always hours apart close enough to...
Posted by ria on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 02:53:00 PST

i hope my lovely lady friends don't mind

for the most beautiful women in the world   My girl Kasey, when she is drunk, can tear the tiles off a roof with her voice it rises, wails, like the onslaught of a hurricane forget the enamel on ...
Posted by ria on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 02:10:00 PST

against the grain, a happy rant!

My dog knows a friend when it passes him by an odor like a visceral shadow that trails behind If I was so bestowed to smell out the shapes of things I would let my nose guide me to the warm and round...
Posted by ria on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 03:04:00 PST

here is some sunlight

Oh happy girl with sunshine in your boots turn a backflip and transverse the globe Oh sage woman put the hurt aside and run laughing into each new blunder Oh lovely lady put on your makeup or walk out...
Posted by ria on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 01:03:00 PST

you grow up

The first time you cheated at Uno. The first homework you copied. The first time you insisted that it was, in fact, not you who did it. The moment that, sadly, you grow up.   words are as pliant ...
Posted by ria on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 12:46:00 PST

nothing clever to say about this

It sticks in the craw that some petty maw into which is fallen teeth without claws smiled so thought without artifice I shall open and touch tongues where everything is writ upon words words words bet...
Posted by ria on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 02:48:00 PST

when it doesn't belong to you

  here is a poem about letting go of something you have no business holding on to. literary references abound!   Ariel. Forgive me. I had forgotten. Bewitched and besotted, that yo...
Posted by ria on Sun, 27 May 2007 02:46:00 PST

If you notice..

2:30 is my lonely witching hour. Where all bon mots are born! This is one about being a child. Oh innocence innocence innocence I must have tasted so good you possesed me because you knew you could an...
Posted by ria on Thu, 24 May 2007 02:39:00 PST

anybody got a broken heart?

Loving someone is the hardest thing we can set out to do. We know that it is full of peril, disapointment, despair, and trancendental moments that make us seek it out, again and again. No matter ...
Posted by ria on Tue, 22 May 2007 02:00:00 PST

I see you/me

  Friend, I first saw you reflected in the bottom of my whiskey glass a waver I mistook for my own face, untill I saw you right behind. Alike in form, if not countenence You spoke my own words to...
Posted by ria on Mon, 21 May 2007 01:30:00 PST