seeing just how much of my foot fits in my mouth. i'm going for the world record.
Existential Concerns
Why am I here> What is existence? Where's my other sock?
Music
a few of the essentials include:
TMBG
Stereolab
Morphine
Ocean 11
Camper Van Beethoven
Primus
Bad Religion
Neutral Milk Hotel
Cal Tjader
Amon Tobin (also Cujo)
beck (when he was totally konfused)
+ much of what the kids are listening to. this is a virtual bestiary including modest and danger mice, gorillaz, mountain goats, wolf parades, one tortoise, miss kittin, and all manner of super furry animals. also, a couple more dead guys. and seminal rock, blues, and jazz obviously go without saying.
Movies
Dolemite.
Robo-Vampire.
Petey Wheatstraw.
Poor Pretty Eddie.
Anything With Zombies, the gorier the better.
Television
see the heroes section.
Books
I'm trying to locate a few more books by Paul Auster. I haven't even read City of Glass, for chrissakes.
This is weird. I had a dream i was on myspace. Some of the people on my real life friend list were on my dream friend list, but there were also a few profiles that aren't there in the real-life myspace. In any case, in the dream none of those profiles, real or dream, corresponded to real people. In other words, in the dream world, those people didn't exist, but for some reason there were profiles of them. there were also inanimate objects on my friend list, like a jar of nacho cheese (for chip dipping) and pair of roller skates.
i looked at my own profile and it was different than the theme i have now: I was dressed in what looked to me like industrial revolution-era nautical attire. perhaps even naval attire. The whole page had a nautical theme to it.
The dream changed at that point: I was actually in these clothes and standing a ship, presumably it's captain, and it was manned by some of my dream-friend-list-friends, including the cheese and the skates. A pirate ship called El Duche was floatin' on the horizon, and suddenly it fired a volley of cannonballs at us. We were hit directly several times, and the ship rocked and took on water quickly. The only real person on the deck (a kid on my friend list who calls himself Aim 4 Da Head) fell overboard, shouting incomprehesible Bay Area slang. The ship was sinking, so I strapped on the skates and hoped for the best. Then god picked me up with his noodly appendage and placed me between a midget and a beer volcano. the end.
To coachella or not to coachella... that is the question? Let me know if you plan to go and if you will be wanting to stay at the pad so i can manage space... asap, ese!
Thanks for telling me dude!! I've changed my pswd so please delete any stupid "Ringtone" I might have been trying to sell you!! lol Take care, Salvi Power ! ! !
Whats up? I found this site and thought i'd tell everyone, it shows you if anyone at school likes you. I dont know how it works but its really cool, it told me a couple different people who have crushes on me since gradeschool. You gotta try it!
