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"I'm trying to knit a cardigan using only the lint that gathers daily in my bellybutton. First completed sweater goes to my..."
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Schools (Other):
Indiana University, Savannah College of Art & Design
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Occupation:
Storing up fat for the winter/Nutritionist
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Affiliations:
Lobbying to be the 43rd member of the Wu-Tang Clan.
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Hobbies and Interests:
Interested in growing out my stache proper, figure the rest'll follow... Interested in being a writer, so long as I don't have to write; a musician, so long as I don't have to practice; a talented filmmaker, so long as I won't stumble along the way. Ah, the irony.
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Favorite Books:
Mr. Sillypants himself (Tom Robbins) often tickles, Kerouac pushes, Thompson shoves (in a desperate southern gentlemanly way). Currently waist deep in the wonderful work of one other Southern Gentleman (may he rest in peace): John Kennedy Toole's A Confederacy of Dunces. Others? Um, I like to read my horoscope in the newspaper, if that says anything about my reading habits.
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Favorite Movies:
Hmmm...anything by Wes Anderson, soon followed by Paul Thomas, Coen Brothers, Tarantino, Fincher. Adaptation, Amelie, Big Lebowski, Caddyshack...it goes on. Anyone seen He Died With A Felafel In His Hand?
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Favorite Music:
I was told this wouldn't be difficult...nevertheless: radiohead, elliott smith, yo la tengo, medeski martin & wood, nick drake, miles davis, the mouse (however modest they may be), tortoise, mr. lif, cinematic orchestra, pretty much anything that Madlib touches (Yesterdays New Quintet, Madvillain, for starters).., anticon's rabble rousers (deep puddle dynamics, cLOUDDEAD, sole), !!!, conrad newholmes (smaze), the crickets & the birdies, the ocean & the breeze.
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Favorite TV Shows:
On account of I only have 13 channels or so, I don't have a lot to say about television. Then again, I probably wouldn't anyways, except to say that I hate it for taking away so much of my life and time.
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Zodiac Sign:
Scorpio
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About Me:
I'm trying to knit a cardigan using only the lint that gathers daily in my bellybutton. First completed sweater goes to my girl...sadly, it will likely take a great deal of time to finish, if only to collect enough lint, let alone find suitable buttons for the front.
I just started using a new conditioner. Great for shine and bounce, but hardly enough to make up for the fact that I cut my own hair. Suppose I've gotten used to the notion of imperfection coming standard with life.
Known to be a bit shy; should you find me off in the shadowy recesses of an otherwise social environment (i.e. the dark and solitudinous corner), keeping to myself, feel free to approach...it's not likely that I'll bite. No, I'll leave the biting up to my girlfriend. She's fearsome, in the most adorable way possible.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I have a tendency of becoming emotionally constipated. Nothing personal.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Well, for starters, somebody who's got something to say...incessant banter lacking worth need not apply. On second thought, I can't think of anyone who allows more foolish banter to enter his or her personal spectrum than myself. That's right, fellas, useless communication over this way.
Revolutionaries at heart (no matter how outwardly apathetic they may be...just like the man says, it ain't never too late to get it back).
There are others: those fond of strolling through darkened alleys in the pre-dawn morning; people who satiate their musical thirst with vinyl, not as a means to flex some sort of goat-boy pretense, but for the sheer enjoyment of it...
Sounds a bit foolish, I know, but I really enjoy long walks on the beach and watching the sun rise and set. Anyone out there still in love with the moon?
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don't have that many and people like me WAY
more than you. People say nice things about me
ALL the time. They just don't need to write it down
on a stupid website. Asshole. God. What are
these, sympathy testimonials?
out of your life. When he's in you feel on
top of the world and when he's out you
feel like rocking yourself back and forth
until you no longer see neon yellow.
air to Ft.Wayne, slanging the
word "smooth" all about town. He was
hanging out with some real shysters for
a bit, but he soon came around and
joined my Wu-Tang Clan. After a
Shaolin head-butt that sent me to the
ER, Clint became somewhat of a
mentor to me through my highschool
years-I think he really liked that shit too.
It's now been years since we've spent a
good amount of time together. Clint
continues to explore and float about-
somehow the two of us still seem very in
sync when we do get the rare
opportunity to catch up. I'm very happy
to know Clint; we share the gift of being
underwhelmed by most and greatly
inspired by the things we love. Anyone
who gets to spend time with Clint will be
the better for it. His charm and
personality are infectious and genuine.
Keep in touch no matter where the
seeds are dropping. Don't waste
anything I wouldn't. Don't smoke no
swag or mix that shit with wine.
open mind...who's always sharing his
sandwich with someone, and i will tell
you this: he will fill any empty room
with logic and wit, just by the way he
speaks.
ever have a tie breaker??? Well,
that's reason enough to come back and
visit
off his mustache and screwed them on my
bike. I was able to get home safe and sound.
He's the best person I know.
revolutionary who boldly stands apart
from the masses by eating gluttonous
amounts of pizza and fast food,
watching excessive cable television,
and most importantly, by becoming a
vacuum salesman to pay his
automobills. He's one of those blokes
who is intensely creative,
intelligent, and talented, but who
refuses to 'apply himself' (very much
in line with being a revolutionary).
If that's not enough to entice you,
might I add that he's also an
overweight Scorpio with an allergy to
cats. Enough said. I miss you like
crazy..friendsters forever..