Writer, lover, alcoholic (This obviously not the real Jack who died in 1969 but I do want to thank those who like to send messages stating that he is dead...I had no idea!)
My Interests
Alcohol, Jazz, Cats, Ma Mere, Traveling, Writing, My Friends, Buddhism
I'd like to meet:
all types of people. I like good looking broads.
Music:
Jazz
Movies:
Stag Films
Television:
Ain't got the time man
Books:
I wrote a few
Heroes:
Allen, Bill, Myself
My Blog
Even Jack Kerouac Gets Spam
Hey Jack! I don't mean to bother you.. I just moved out here around Lowell for work a couple of weeks ago. It sucks cuz I don't know AnYBoDY out here ;(. My friends back home suggested I start a myspa... Posted by jack on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 08:12:00 PST
writing again
The story of manMakes me sickInside, outside,I don't know whySomething so conditionalAnd all talkShould hurt me so.I am hurtI am scaredI want to liveI want to dieI don't knowWhere to turnIn the VoidAn... Posted by jack on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST
tomorrow is my birthday
Great Chicago glowed red before our eyes. We were suddenly on Madison Street among hordes of hobos, some of them sprawled out on the street with their feet on the curb, hundreds of others milling in t... Posted by jack on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST
