Making arty things, reading indie comics, reading beat-poet prose and books about drug addicts and degenerates, collecting old 8mm motion picture stuff, scootin around on my Vintage Vespa, playing war games, Paintball, Old British and German cars, and finally BURRITOS!!!! It might just be a fad, I might get burnt out here shortly, but I fucking LOVE burritos! I would eat them 12 times a day if I could. The Meaning of Life has now has been simplified to the pursuit of the Holy Grail of Burritos!
It changes all of the time. The old standard is Hip Hop. Been listening to it since the era when white kids would beat up other white kids for listening to it. SpearHead, K-Os, Quasimito, Common Market, Lyrics Born, Blackalicious, Mad-Lib, Blueprint, Sage Francis, Ice Cube, DMX, Abstract Rude, Zion I, Busdriver, and so on!
Then there is everything else: Sigur Ros, Godspeed you Black Emperor, Shellac, the Blow, Modest Mouse, Murder by Death, Tom Waits, Frank Sinatra, the Ramones, the Specials, the Shins, the Strokes, the Walkmen, early L7, Bootsy Collins, George Clinton, TSOL, Silver Mt. Zion, Eagles of Death Metal, Ohgr, the White Stripes, Blind Melon Jefferson, Robert Johnson, KLF/the Jams, the Chords, Small Faces, and mo'!
Movies
Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Snatch, Friday, Dead Alive, Milk, Fear and Loathing, Science of Sleep, Amelie, Friday, the Big Labowski, Basquiat, Million Dollar Hotel, All About the Benjamins, Tank Girl, Clerks 2, Little Miss Sunshine, Garden State, and Half Baked.
Television
Dave Chapelle, Robot Chicken and Twin Peaks. Sorry I am kind of lame in that catergory.
Books
the Preacher, Pimp, Notes of a Dirty Old Man, Factotum, a River Runs Through It, Simple Art of Murder, Dope Fiend, Sin City, Stray Bullets, Squee, Basquiat, the Grand Chessboard, Blowback, Freakanomics, Grrl Scouts, and a bunch more.
Heroes
FDR, Thurgood Marshal, Madeleine Albright, Jean-Michel Basquiat, Karl Marx, Howard Hughs, and this one homeless guy that used to come into the comic book shop dressed in thirteen different layers of funky cloths and spending his money on comic book sleeves for the science magazines that he copped from the Library. No wait, I hated that guy! Fuck him, he is not my hero at all.
Dimond High School
Anchorage, ALASKA
Graduated: N/A
Student status: Alumni
Degree: None
Major: Art
1993 to 1995
West High School
Anchorage, ALASKA
Graduated: 1996
Student status: Alumni
Degree: High School Diploma
Major: Art and Journalism
Clubs: School newspapery thing guy.
About me: A cat that moves slowly through things, is generally pretty agreeable, likes to make funny of everything, gets bored with stuff, eats food, and loves constantly evaluate all the nuances of life.
Who I'd like to meet: Artists, Poets, Writers, Musicians, Philosophers, Scooterists and Lovers of all things Groovy. Maybe even a couple people that smell nice too.
But if I could go back in time and meet dead people Imhotep and my Grand-dad Ralph Goodwin Kincaid, I got some unanswered questions for those two guys!
eh. we miss you at work. we're going to the music festival on the parkstrip saturday afternoon. you interested? we're meeting up at Anne's of course. good times.
Allow me to call you Ninja sir, as you have earned yourself the title. I accept your friend invitation, and counter-offer with a good luck at your new job!
