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"i'm a tightrope walking, marzipan talking, illing with the
eye-shades and the pumas stalking, cryptic balking, fan..."
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Schools:
Fairfax Senior High, Attended 1989 - 1992, Class of 1992
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College/University:
San Jose State University, Attended 1992 - 1998, Class of 1998, Bachelor's Degree, English
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Occupation:
mood swing adapter
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Hobbies and Interests:
posters, music, advertisements, contructivist art, apple computers, all things geek, poetry slam
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Favorite Books:
how 'bout fave authors/poets?: c. bukowski, m. chabon, j. barth, j. mcdaniels, j. bayani, m. mcgee, c. mcgee, e. kadosh, n. klein, f. miller, m. allred
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Favorite Movies:
woody allen films, euro arty films, stallone and norris films from the 80s, chinese kung-fu films, anything where the lead loses his/her identity then battles to regain it, movies where the lead has to prove themsleves worthy of a love interest
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Favorite Music:
newest to whatever I remember: singapore sling, junior senior, mars volta, postal service, white stripes, modest mouse, rainer maria, dj z-trip, dj shadow, dj spooky, kid koala, cold cut, jurassic 5, beastie boys, air, pink floyd, sugar, bob mould
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Favorite TV Shows:
connections, reality tv that's either really bad, or really twisted, history shows, sopranos, sex and the city, battle of the planets, hamtaro (not really, but kinda), spiderman (each and every one)
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About Me:
i'm a tightrope walking, marzipan talking, illing with the
eye-shades and the pumas stalking, cryptic balking, fan of
walken, don't know what i'm doing but i think i'm grokking,
feel like mocking, ain't no stopping, when the lights comes
you find me dropping, feel me copping, meat-based topping,
somewhere in the eyeliner you'll find the fopping, kind of
guy. Oh, and I run poetry shows and cool things with
computers and fingertips.
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Testimonials and Comments for Vadim
scene!
Vadim, you're one of my favorite books
too. The kind you read at a coffee
shop, under a palm tree, with a cool
breeze fluttering about.
Bond girl.
San Jose. We lived in a big as
apartment and paid cheap ass
rent.Together We threw the best
parties.I Those were some good times.I
love Vadim, even though he never did
the fucking dishes.
everything calm and composed while chaos
swirls around him. a sweet natured, even-
tempered, really nice guy. i'm a fan!
and fuzzy inside. i remember waaay
back in the day, when i moved back to
san jose from NY, and this guy Saved
my soul. i had been Born Again,
feeling very artistically
stifled...but his Bakatalk, and his
lova lova energy washed over me, and
made me feel like there was Hope
again. he is the Light, can i get an
Amen! His sincerity is amplified
through his laughter, his giggly,
blushing, passion. he always speaks
from the heart, and is a Verbal
Trickmeister. those who know him,
can't help but love him....its because
of the warm gooey Treasure that ooozes
from the core of his Heart.
vadim is TOTALLY mom and dad's
favourite. i mean, i ALWAYS have to
empty the dishwasher and dust the
franklin mint collectible 'superstars
of nascar' plate collection, while
vadim gets to eat cookies and watch
spongebob. no fair! NO FAIR!!
bear of undadulterated love. I mean,
he's really not that miniature, but
he's a lot smaller than a real polar
bear, and he won't rummage through
your garbage if you don't close the
lid tightly enough. He's smart, funny,
and cuts a dashing figure in heels and
a corset. A true gentleman as well.
Unfortunately for the ladies, he's
taken...
time, now that I think about it. Vadim
and I were there at the beginning of
Bakatalk, at the dawn of what would go
on to become the Silicon Valley Poetry
Slam, and then the Silicon Valley
Poetry Team, and then the National Slam
Champions!! And while my participation
in the slam scene has gone down in the
past few years, I still owe Vadim a
debt of gratitude so enormous that not
even the infinite spans of cyberspace
could hold it. Thank you, Vadim. You
rule! Dear lord... what was that sound?
pasttimes. He's my white chocolate, and
I'm his Black Russian.