writing. cocktail management. places open after midnight. sushi. rope. anecdotes. black and white. lozenges. bass. skin. knives. comfortable silences. villains. laughter. espresso. flowcharts. cuisine. theories. dress up. art house. soda pop.
Music
smiths. radiohead. tori. pink floyd. frank black. ween. nine inch nails. zappa. clash. aesop rock. primus. cat power. miles davis. wailing souls. dylan. cash. cat stevens. deftones. peaches. tool. ani. elvis. nirvana. sigur ros. attila. donovan. lou reed. tom waits. nick cave. rilo kiley.
Movies
gods & monsters. the day the earth stood still. lolita. hedwig and the angry inch. high fidelity. jules & jim. secretary. the wall. harold and maude. natural born killers. buffalo 66. dead alive. ziggy stardust and the spiders from mars. wizard of oz. alice in wonderland. harvey. barfly. rear window. adaptation. fight club. american beauty. a streetcar named desire. 9 1/2 weeks. bonnie & clyde. freaks. rio bravo. eraserhead. cecil be demented. something wicked this way comes.
Television
*scoff*
Books
big sur & the oranges of hieronymus beach. naked lunch. walden. a spy in the house of love. on the road. dharma bums. memoirs of a beatnik. les fleurs du mal. ham on rye. let it come down. the professor and the madman. notes from the underground. post office. the second sex. fear of flying. the economist. a literate passion. the air conditioned nightmare.
About me: Suffice to say I just eat every 12 hours, sleep every 20 hours, masturbate every 8 hours and otherwise just sit on the train and stare ahead without a thought.
-Neal Cassady
Who I'd like to meet: jim beam. oliver stone. bob dylan. david lynch. erica jong. men who wear glasses. women who tell the truth. writers. revolutionaries.
Jan. 29th, 2009 21+/ Free show, At 420 south 1st street billiards!! SAn jose california! El dulce lobos 1st public apperance Will be opening up for R&B sensation Tyreek (singer/songwritter) Show starts at 8:30pm Set looks like: ËDŁ from 9pm-9:30pm Tyreek 9:30-? 4 track promo CDs will be sold for a few bucks But will only be a small print run so be there early to get your hands on 1/40 Thanks you, -Howle
I've seen the first snowflake of he season, and it filled me with elation, excitement, and made me want adventure. I know you won't likely get snow, but I hope you can get those feelings, too.
I used to think the season really changed people, you know? That people were nicer, more cheerful, and generally just better people. Retail work proves that wrong with every day we come closer to those Christmas gatherings and dinners.
I did it. I kissed my muse square on the lips. They were sweet and fragile. Few had done that to her before. Fewer still the things since. She feeds the writing with actions and moments, spurring me to recreate the details.
And so I will spur you on. Write for me a poem, Jolie. Short is fine but longer is better, of course. Write to me of winter's coming, though in your end of the country it's more mild. But that doesn't mean it's any less harsh.
My muse has somewhat returned. She's not like I remember, doesn't even look the same, but can feel very right. Her hugs are clean and warm and smell like a fall day. Sometimes, they last too long to be friendly. Almost dangerous, her arms around my neck, stretched out to make up the height difference, fingers entwined behind my neck, I look her in the eyes. Sometimes, I think I want to kiss her. Sometmes, I think she wants me to.
My muse eludes me, Jolie. I sit, and stare, and my fingers hover over my keys, but nothing appears on the screen. I am a well pumped dry, hoping a little groundwater seepage will refuel me.
