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Technohippy's Details
Status:
In a Relationship
Orientation:
Straight
Hometown:
Chelmsford
Religion:
Other
Zodiac Sign:
Gemini
Smoke / Drink:
Yes / Yes
Children:
Undecided
Education:
Post grad
Income:
$30,000 to $45,000
Technohippy's Schools
London South Bank University
London, United Kingdom
Graduated: 1996
Student status: Alumni
Degree: Master's Degree
Major: Architecture
Current Courses:
About me: What the hell is a Technohippy???
1. a computer nerd with hippy ideals
2. there are cyberpunks and script kiddies, but technohippies are a breed of their own. they are not malacious, but only interested in the way things work. usually not the "l33test", (in terms of knowledge of a specific area), but they have a broad wisdom of many different technologies. the favored music of the technohippy consists of (but is not limited to): post-rock, electronica, ambience, eccentric cultural music, and any other obscure music. technohippies are often very philosophical, but are open to new ideas (as long as they are somewhat intelligent). ignorance and hatred is looked down upon by the technohippy, and some may even be a bit cynical. all in all, a technohippy is a philisophically-open eccentric geek.
1. look at those technohippies, marching for their rights to share music
2. i am not a hacker. i am not a cyberpunk. i am a technohippy.
Taken from urbandictionary.com - click here
Confessional to D Wayne Love
I thought it was about time I did a Technohippy version of this to match the Rodent's one so here goes... :-)
And after three days of drinking at Stadt de Vynel, I just get an inkling to go on home. So I'm walking down Waterhouse Lane, head hung low; three or four in the morning; the sun's coming up and the birds are out singing. I let myself into my block. Wend my way up that concrete staircase, into my pad and stretch myself out nice on the Technocouch of Loveliness. M.O.R. Drivetime already on the CD player and I push that button to salvation. And I listen to the sweet, cultural rhythms of Alabama 3. D Wayne evangelises and and Larry and Devlin Love sing like they're at the tabernacle and the sound makes its way into my head, mingling with the noise of life, you know, and all of a sudden I'm overcome by a feeling of brief mortality. 'Cause I'm getting on in the world. Coming up on thirty-six years. Thirty-six stoney, grey steps towards the grave, you-know, the box, awaits its grisly load and I'm gonna be food for worms unless they just roll me up and smoke me. And just like Charles Mingus wrote that beautiful piece of music 'Epitaph' for Eric Dolphy. I say "so long D Wayne, so long Devlin and Larry, so long old purple tin, so long Johnny Cash and The Eagles, so long Rodent51 and David De Vynel. Woke up this morning..."
Who I'd like to meet:
When you woke up this morning everything was gone.
By half past ten your head was going ding-dong.
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes, like some voice trying to tell you there's something you should know.
Last night you were flying but today you're so low - ain't it times like these make you wonder if you'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to the others; wives, husbands, mothers, fathers, sisters and
brothers.
Don't you wish you didn't function, don't you wish you didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little drink?
Well you do so make up your mind to go on, ‘cos when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.
I do believe I have had some special Hippy moments to during 2008..... Sending you love and hugs and hoping that 2009 brings you everything you wish for xx
I think Myspace must have blocked my pic from being my profile pic as it just showed my hands giving a sports massage.... I hadn't realised a sports massage to someones shoulders was offensive grr
Loony season??? Does this mean we can go out hunting for them with blue smarties to attract nice loonies and a big stick to beat off the bad ones? Hugs to you xx
Whoop Whoop Miss Whirlycurlyclare finally has her Beautiful Days ticket in her sticky little mits and she can almost taste the cider!!!! well actually its from the bottle she had with dinner hehe See you next week!! Hugs xx
Hello there Stranger, I've had my car park sticker through for Beautiful Days just waiting for my ticket to arrive..... I can almost taste the cider!! x
