Kasey Bomber

A good burrito (no lettuce in it for crying out loud, are you people crazy or what!?), Roller Derby, underbites, Easy Cheese, Warhol Superstars, making up life stories of wierdos on the street, hitchhiking, freckles, roller skating at skateparks, cutting a rug, making out in ladies' rooms, motel room beach parties with a clock radio iPod soundtrack, shooting the shit, Wau Wau Sisters, hanging out with other derby leagues, my ex-boyfriend Jim Beam, long solo drives on lonely two lane highways, good music, RBH06 (yo!), reading, sock hops, exploitation films and the lifestyle that they promote, silly tattoos, getting money for nothing, the smell of scotch tape, laziness, hotel bars, mountain dew, vocal harmony, green lights, pretending I can afford to buy art, blue skies, unsuccessfully trying to stay out of trouble, homemade honeymoon suites wherever you may find them and the girl I find them with.