Old 97's, Wilco, Billie Holiday, John Wesley Harding, Loretta Lynn, Ryan Adams, Tenacious D, Francois Hardy, Rufus Wainwright, the Cabaret soundtrack, Serge Gainsbourg, Johnny Cash, Violent Femmes and Guns & Roses.
Movies
Charlie Kaufman flicks, All the Real Girls, Waiting for Guffman, The Princess Bride, Heat, Lost in Translation. I could probably go for a John Hughs brat-pack movie marathon every now and again for an 80's fix.
Television
The Office, The Daily Show, National Geographic, Ali G, Extras (new Ricky Gervais show-hilarious).
Books
Anything by Tom Robbins. John Steinbeck, Jack Kerouac, Tom Wolfe. Ellen Von Unwerth's Revenge, my favorite contemporary photo book. Love Helmut Newton (for the skin) and Richard Avedon (for the soul).
Heroes
Newton and Avedon. Hillary and Norgay. Mom and Dad.
About me: "Our individuality is all, all, that we have. There are those who barter it for security, those who repress it for what they believe is the betterment of the whole society, but blessed in the twinkle of the morning star is the one who nurtures it and rides it, in grace and love and wit, from peculiar station to peculiar station along life's bittersweet route."
Tom Robbins
I'm having a party at your house tonight. I hope that's cool. Only 50 or so of my nearest and dearest. I think Odessa invited a few of her chihuahua buddies too, but told them to bring their own pee pads.
hey joe, i hung out with your old roomy last week...she tells me you're doing great stuff these days, or as she put it "the two losers (you and her) are finally doing good".
You filthy sonofabitch. I should string you up by your perfectly formed testicles and beat at you with my cat-o-nine-tails. .......May I? Serously, you're mean. Seriously.
Happy Almost Birthday. Sometimes when people go to blow out their candles, they accidentally blow me instead. For I - have a cock of fire. So just be careful of that. Blowing me. That would be awkward. Just because you're probably not very good at it. And I'd probably hit you. Anyway HAPPY ALMOST BIRTHDAY! WOO HOO!!!
Okay, FOO. I cain't BELIEVE Seng put you before me in her top friends. I might be listening to too much gangsta rap but, whatever happened to bros before hoes? Or whatever the gender-appropriate statement would be?
You are back, la la la.
That is so great, la la la.
You are back, la la la la.
Git me some damn coffee, not too hot with skim milk and three splendas, la la la.
But mostly I'm glad you're back, la la la.
(Repeat)
It is YOU who kicked ass this weekend, my friend. Especially on three or four hours of sleep and a massive hangover. Where are the pictures?! I'm eager to see the resulting beauty of the obvious chemistry between Braden and R2. I was sad that R2 wasn't as into me. I really dug his stains.
