Fucking myself in the face. Figuratively.
Painting.
Good books, good music, good art. My people. Cooking for my people. Poker. Pills and Whiskey. I really like taking a pill, pouring a whiskey, and cooking for my people, before a friendly poker game. Radio...especially This American Life. Alone time in my room...and Not-Alone time in my room. But really, I should be painting.
Music
I don't know shit about music, but I know I like this: Tom Waits, PJ Harvey, the Breeders (Pod), KARP, Leonard Cohen, WITCH, the Sword, Isis, Sleep, Pelican, Witch, Camarojuana, Big Business, FedX, Ruby Doe, Axes of Evil, the Cheeps, USS Horsewhip, the Wastelanders, Sharpie, Goldstar, Dandelion Junk Queens, Drunk Horse, GTR LKR, Black Breath, LOZEN, the Wipers, the Melvins, Zeppelin, the Jesus Lizard, the Juanita Family, early Metallica, Sabbath, the Descendents, Queens of the Stone Age, King Black Acid, Rasputina, Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins, Dresden Dolls, the Gun Club, Radiohead, the Cure, Paul Moore, Jesse Sykes, Neko Case, Cowboy Junkies, Nina Simone (especially 'I want a little sugar in my bowl'), X, Piano Mover, Trauma le Tron, the Reeks and the Wrecks, the Party Favorites, DMBQ, Wolfmother, the Honeymoon's Over, CICADAS, green milk from pranet orange, Iambic Pentagram, GNS, Police Teeth, Rine of Bro!, the Disappointments
Movies
American Beauty, the Good Girl, Donnie Darko, Down by Law, Dead Man, Garden State, Fight Club, Lost in Translation, PunchDrunkLove, Magnolia, Buffalo 66, Raising Arizona, Fargo, the Big Lebowski, the River's Edge, Wild at Heart, China Town, Whatever Happened to Baby Jane, Who's afraid of Virginia Wolf, the good the bad and the ugly, Enduring Love (the first scene is one of the best things I've ever seen), Scarface ("Chichi, get the yayo"), Indiana Jones--all of 'em, Half Nelson, Little Children, The Science of Sleep, After the Wedding, The Aura, the Painted Veil, No Country for Old Men, There Will Be Blood, My Kid Could Paint That...I am a huge fan of movies that are based on books that I love--the rare ones that don't completely effing ruin the story, anyways.
Television
I don't have TV, so...thank you, Django and itunes. Six Feet Under, Sopranos, Deadwood, The Wire, Desperate Housewives, Band of Brothers, 30 rock, the Office, the Planet Earth series, Arrested Development, Damages, Lost, Dexter, madmen. Battlestar Galactica!!! Ack! Cylons! NERD!!!
Books
I'll read a magazine about donkeys or your grocery receipt if that's all I've got in front of me. Love in the time of Cholera, One Hundred Years of Solitude, Of Love and Other Demons, Underworld, Falling Man, The Brothers K, the Adventures of Kavalier and Klay, Sometimes a Great Notion, the Corrections, Strong Motion, the Ciderhouse Rules, The Little Friend, The Blind Assasin, East of Eden, Extremely close and Incredibly Loud, Everything is illuminated, the Sun also Rises, everything by Raymond Carver, Nabokov, Wicked, the Robberbride, the Fountainhead, Atlas Shrugged, the Sweet Hereafter, The House of Leaves, Bastard out of Carolina, Atonement, Amsterdam, Saturday, Black Dogs, Enduring Love, Nickled and Dimed, Under the Banner of Heaven, Watership down, Special Topics in Calamity Physics, The Road, Blood Meridian, Run, Bel Canto, Ada or Ardor, Stiff, Spook, the Painted Veil, the Razor's Edge, the Wind-up Bird Chronicle, Watchmen...
Heroes
I don't have heroes. It's not fair to the heroic. I have Fairy Godfriends, and you know who you are.
About me: "While misanthropes express a general dislike for humanity on the whole, they generally have normal relationships with specific individuals. Misanthropy may be motivated by feelings of isolation or social alienation, or simply contempt for the prevailing characteristics of humanity.
Misanthropy is commonly misinterpreted and distorted as a widespread and individualized hatred of humans. Because of this, the term often associates a great number of false negative tie-ins with the term. An extreme misanthrope may indeed hate the human race generally, but it doesn't necessarily entail psychopathy. In actuality, it exists as a form of elitism. Misanthropes can hold normal and intimate relationships with people, but they will often be very few and far in between. They will typically be very selective of who they will associate with. This is also where their aversion is most prevalent, because their perspective shows an overriding contempt towards common human faults and weaknesses in others and in some cases, THEMSELVES."------------------------------------------------------------------------
I have the soul of a mob boss, in the body of a housekeeper. I am trying to look at LOVE like I look at GOD and SANTA CLAUS. I am a man of my word. Trust is good. Control is better.
I am Brian and Andrew's sister. I am Totally Righteous, and then Totally Self-Righteous...it mostly depends on the hour. I am at least as sweet as I am sanctimonious. Always a non-denominational-online-ordained-minister, never a bride.
I do nothing, but I do it well. And A Lot. Art, music,
read, drink, eat, sleep. Art, music, read, drink, eat, sleep. I think my Indian name is Cries in Public. Or, Breaks Your Shit. I break and bruise things. A lot of things. Mostly accidentally. I really love most things pickled, even fish, but really loathe even the idea of those eggs or pig's feet. That reminds me that I should mention my extremely quick and mean gag reflex...I'm a sympathetic purger. Show me someone puking or crying on the tv and I will immediately follow suit. I open bottles and jars with my teeth when necessary, as people look on in horror. I HATE the word panties. I am a spelling Notsy.
I never return my borrowed movies or books on time---I'm a library fugitive. I'm a talker, not a fighter, but I would rather turn and fight than run away. I wasn't exactly built for speed. I don't like people to touch me, until I decide that I do...and then it's on. I like my drugs like I like my men...total downers. NPR every day...This American Life every week. I roll my own tampons...and joints...and sushi...and drunks. I've never had a cavity. Baths over showers. Egon Schiele, Modigliani, Jan Van Eyke, Helen Frankenthaler, Caravaggio, Mark Rothko, Kienholz, Annie Liebowitz, Hans Bellmer, etc. I don't believe in God, but I am afraid of Him. I believe in hard work but rarely apply myself to it. When it comes to the boys in my life, I am unfaithful but never disloyal. I take care with their hearts, which is more than I can say for them. My heart has more rooms than a whorehouse. When it comes to my brothers and friends...you break their hearts, I'll break your face. If you are one of my closest girl friends, I'm very likely the Lavern to your Shirley...I know, I'm not comfortable with the role either, but let's just face it. I don't talk about myself quite this much in real life. I cry. I don't lie. I love a good story...In fact, I would choose death by book. Kill me already.
Oh, and you should know that I am the voice of reason---until I get mad. And then I am the voice of mad.
Who I'd like to meet: No. In fact, I would like to un-meet some people. I mean, enough already.
On the rare occasion that I actually want to meet anyone new, I guess it would be more people like the ones I already know...supportive, heretical, hungry, creative, flawed, but beautiful people. I am a lucky girl.
Oh, and people with the money to buy artwork. Or Paul Moore on Kauai. Or Brad Howard in Kreuzberg. Jenny in Portland. Bill in Brooklyn.
Maybe a boy who reads, with a working vocabulary and/or sense of right and wrong. That would be cah-razy.
I wanted to post my response here so it would feel more personal...ya know, as personal as an internet response can be, typed on a page for everyone to see and judge.
Anyway, dearest Boutte, I think you should jump into one of Northern Washington's great rivers and see if you can float all the way here. I will meet you when you arrive and we shall float on to a paradise that serves cold beer and heavy music. And lets us play Scrabble sometimes.
hey lady, yeah, i needed your services, but not really anymore. oh well. i'll try to talk to the gang, we're playing at cap's 6 days after that, so maybe that would be weird? give me a call if you want less digital communication.
Man....can I just say how awesome it was to get some Boutte time in? More than words can describe. (I'm really hoping that phrase put that Extreme song "More Than Words" in your head)
Next up is you visiting me. We need to do a breakfast/brunch tour AND a taco tour.
Dr. Sketchy's was effing amazing. I couldn't believe it. You know everything is okay when you're sitting on the floor with a drink next you and you're looking up a girls dress and drawing a picture of it.
