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Schools (Other):
Pratt, UMASS, Hampshire College
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Occupation:
Designer, Proto-lolly-gag Test Piolet
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Hobbies and Interests:
capoeira, vis, eyecandy, art, spelling bees, wax museums, Knick-knack Polishing
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Favorite Books:
Pixel Juice by Jeff Noone, anything by octavia butler, The Man Who Mistoke His Wife For A Hat by Oliver Sacks, Cat's Cradle by Vonnegut
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Favorite Movies:
City of God, Requiem for a Dream, Akira, Starship Troopers, Dark Crystal, Braincandy, Lord of the Rings
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Favorite Music:
Blackalicious, Dabrye, ween, most ninjatune albums.. many warp albums
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Favorite TV Shows:
Daily Show, Invader Zim, Stangers With Candy, Upright CItizens Brigade, Mr. Show, Kids In The Hall
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Zodiac Sign:
Aries
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days in Brooklyn.
UP MAN JUST THOUGHT I SAID WHAT UP.
johnson this guy is (just peep the
smoking jacket photo). What, you
wanna dance? - he'll bust a move.
Need cpu tech support? - he'll right
your wrongs. Got girl troubles? - he'll
get you a hooker. I'm not sure if
there's anything this guy can't do, and
it's a little suspicious if you ask me.
It's like he's on some Clark
Kent/Superman sh*t. Come to think
of it... he does get a little figity around
phone booths and dudes in tights.
Hmmm...
office back in first grade - of course,
i admired him fro afar before , but
never had the courage to say anything
to him. see, he had gotten in trouble
for erasing the days lesson and turning
the chalkboard into a projection screen
so that the entire class could watch
thundercats reruns. the whole class
just thought that he was the coolest
ever, plus, he had the raddest
lunchbox. one day, i wrote a note and
asked if he would like to play recess
with me and passed it to him from my
desk - except it never made it to him
because that fat, stinky kid george who
never changed his pants stole the note
before it made its way to ben. i was so
mad. after ben got sent to principal
fanny's office for the whole
thundercats incident, i was determined
to go there and ask him for myself.
deciding that a life of spelling bees
and gym class was no longer for me - i
waited until the teacher began her
lesson and yelled out at the top of my
first grade lungs "but thundercats
rules!!!" and ran out of the class and
down to principal fanny's as fast as i
could - things have never been the same
since.
cabecadas (head-butts) in class the
other night. I think I hurt myself
more than I hurt Ben tryin to cabecada
his abs ... i'd go *head-butt* and
*oof*... bounce off like 10 feet from
the reactive force of his stomach
muscles...
us outside his dad's house once. if
you ever find yourself in a casting
bind for the role of "waiter" in a
high school spanish-4 project about
salsa, ben will act that stuff out of
the paper bag, through the checkout,
and straight over the stillwater
bridge.
more like "PUTA"? my spanish is about as
good as my czech but i at least know the
bad words. ben, by the way, has already
reached mythical status in the pioneer valley
- i'm lucky enough to have finally been able
to put a face to the name.
in the Shell' that lets him procure
made designs that boggle the minds eye.
He's genuine, true and treats his
friends with respect. I'm truely glad
to know him...word!
he's butter and I'm his muffin...ohhh those
jewish boys!