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My niece and me!
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"Fozzy the Bear and Animal all mixed up into one muppet."
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Occupation:
Film Maker
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Hobbies and Interests:
eating well, sleeping well, living well...not in that order
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Favorite Books:
I try not to read, it hurts my brain....but if I was to read....John Irving, Irving Welsch, Stephan King, Shel Silverstein, Stephan Fry, Larry Niven, Issac Asimov, Junk Mail, and various magazines
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Favorite Movies:
Risky Business, Big Lebowski, Miller's Crossing, Starship Troopers, Moulin Rouge, The Thing, The Usual Suspects, huge majority of 80's movies
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Favorite Music:
Leftfield, Underworld, U2, Beastie Boys, Radiohead, Zero 7, Massive Attack, Billy Idol, Groove Armada, Oingo Boingo, Rush, Journey, Men At Work, Prince...
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Favorite TV Shows:
I've watched far too much television for most of my life so to pick a few favorite shows is really unreasonable
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About Me:
Fozzy the Bear and Animal all mixed up into one muppet.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Neil Armstrong. He was on the moon, that must have been pretty cool.
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loves to get a rise out of me and I
can't say it bothers me. Keeps me
laughing. He is definately a mover and
a shaker and a fun loving guy although
he lacks nick names. A crazy driver
but we love him. And I just know him
from work.
and when there is a fungus amongus,its
puuuurrrrffeect.
he is a human scratching post.
he is my widdle widdle baby boy.
he's my favorite!!!
best sex I have ever not had...
apparently
Hoping against hope that he will marry
me one day but he has promised himself
to the cloth.
working with Z. Crazy comes to mind. I
like his laugh a lot. And we had fun
shooting animals together at the zoo.
Shooting with a video camera! geez!
Z...come upstairs and visit more often!!
scaling back of the military-industrial
complex and the resulting cut backs
in funding the ZI project was rushed
through R&D and prematurely
ushered into active duty. The results
from the field were, shall we say less
than hoped for. I saw a ZI unit once,
at a house party in Northridge (I was
lost, went in to ask for directions).
Anyhow, after half a glass of bud light
the ZI shit its pants and started dry
humping a baby grand piano in the
corner. Word on the street is that the
manufacturer is planning to
re-market the ZI as a biped
alternative to those robotic pet dogs
that were popular amongst yuppies
and retards for about five minutes in
the late 90s.