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Occupation:
interpreter
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Hobbies and Interests:
music and love; Guiness and spirullina; running around; subverting the dominant paradigm, no?
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Favorite Books:
All Tom Robbins, Paul Bowles, Cat's Cradle, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting, The Simpsons: Complete Guide, The Penguin Guide to Jazz, Financial Accounting: Reporting & Analysis, VICE (is that a book?)
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Favorite Movies:
You're like a child who wanders into a movie. You have no frame of reference.
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Favorite Music:
D.E.A.N, Zeppelin, Bright Eyes, Dylan, John Martyn, Dr. Hook, The Slip, Trane, Elliott Smith, Elvis Costello, B&S, Townes van Zandt, Allmans, Jerry, Van Morrison, Neil fucking Young, Built to Spill, Postal Service, Max Creek, geez, I love it all, really.
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Favorite TV Shows:
I dig the old Simpsons, Sopranos, Six Feet Under combo pack
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About Me:
Enough about me.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Happy people, excited people, lovely people, friendsters,
every one friendsters.
Oh, and Bruce Springsteen.
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mind is raw. i looked in the dictionary
and it gave me all these synonyms:
crude, rude, unprocessed, natural,
uncoated, fresh, powerfully
impressive, uncooked and rare... i
dont know what drew me to dean, but
whatever it was remains. Seen him
once in 9 years, but I count him
among my best friends. How/why do
we manage that, i dont know. He's
one of these guys that trancends
time and space i guess.
wearing Football pads...He also had
a Sandwich...He gave me half of his
Sandwhich...That's just the kind of
guy he is.
hangin out with my aerosmith buds dean
came in and challenged me to a guitar
duel. the winner would become
aerosmiths new lead guitarist. so he
started shreddin and then i started
shreddin and then brad came in with his
wah pedal and was all jammin on it and
it was so awesome that steven actually
crapped himself. that was the sweetest
smelling dung i have ever experienced.
asked me why I haven't
written some song about his
*life*
or a poem about
well, about how cool it is
to you know
know him
and I procrastinate
but surely one drunken night
coudn't I just
well easily enough
couldn't I ponificate on
zen archery's great bowman,
tapdancer, lapdancer
vaudeville showman?
At every party I go to
Dean is who I hang with
flow to
share my 4 am maven stupor with
we're professionals
and therefore
recuperate
on the fly
this is the guy that you're
always glad to see
you can tell he's going somewhere
on the beat on the move
the drums he plays are funky
the curious george hair-do is not even
part monkey this dude is the ocelot
that eats those cats for breakfast
insomniac extraordinaire possibly the
best person to bump into if you're just
tripping hard somewhere and have to
bump into someone.
I think I lost my flow. But Dean has
seen jazz shows the great's ain't
drops vibe like van gogh ate paint
calls shots as no other can
outsmarts cops
this gentleman's cosmic aurora rocks
he's tops
my brother man
dude just stayin' alive
programs for youth where somebody
befriends a kid, hangs out with them
and gives them good advice and
such...Well I couldn't have asked for a
hipper big bro. Dean is one of the
most quick witted guys I know. You
really can't get anything past this
guy. As for Andrea's little
secret...well if I told you, I'd have
to kill you and I think I'm gonna keep
you around a little while longer.
said!!!
that challenge!
lets dance!
ever? Dean is one of the best friends
anyone could hope for. I think he's
turned a lot of shit in his life into
truly positive energy, and he respects
and nurtures that. He nurtures me
whenever I'm around, that's for sure.
And for a shrewd businessman and strict
adherent to "guy codes," he's such a
sweetheart! I'm very happy I'm no
longer his boss, but a peer, because
this is the way it should be.