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Interested In:
Friends, Activity Partners
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Member Since:
Aug 2003
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Hometown:
Boise, Idaho
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Company:
Art Institute of Chicago, Kellar Bindery, Letterspace
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Dana's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/1788769
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Other education:
Brown University
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Occupation:
bookbinder
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Affiliations:
culture of personal responsibility
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What I enjoy doing:
books and rooms, Pre-Raphaelites and the Arts and Crafts Movement, jigs and tricks of the trade, craftsmanship, grammar, my handwriting, food, love, desire, vinegar, Latin, guitars, typography, textiles, Hannah Arendt, the Civil Rights Movement, the Austro-Hungarian Empire, Istanbul, champagne, dancing
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Favorite Books:
anna k, angle of repose, the radetzky march, my name is red, Gilead, the baron in the trees, Saint Augustine's confessions, praise, to the lighthouse, pride and prejudice, the bucket rider, legends of the fall, Moby-Dick, the heroides, the marquise of O- and other stories, the western reader, cloud atlas, the time of our singing
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Favorite Movies:
army of shadows, who's afraid of virginia woolf?, wings of desire, days of being wild, breaking the waves, moonstruck, benny & joon
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Favorite Music:
gillian welch and david rawlings, neil young, john cale, john lennon, guy clark, pj harvey, nick cave, jr kimbrough, richard and linda thompson, allen toussaint
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About Me:
decaf drinker
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Who I Want to Meet:
Lyle Lovett, Steve Edwards
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missed in an exaggerated fashion. if
i were a centimeter tall i'd spend all
day exploring her locks, and not just
for the curls either, but more from a
feverish and sheer desire to get
closer to that brain...i'd twitter like i
have a way of doing and she'd get
annoyed, swipe like hell and then
forgive me. i'd sleep in that
wonderful dark mass while she
paced through the hot sticky night
swaying to some rhythm or another,
concocting devilish schemes and
very dana-esque outfits. when i
awoke she'd cook us both some
green eggs and ham and we'd slurp
coffee unlike victorian tea and go
hunting for a rusty metal oddbit.
what a fulfilling pint-sized life i'd
have...
the sheets around her like The Empress,
Dana rising like a constellation. If
she loves you she will want to give
everything; she will give you bruises
and try to heal them, Turkish Delights
and things she has made, bound in
leather and thread. She does not come
to love easily, is impatient and
irritable, but loyal and honest without
thinking about it. She often frets but
seldom pouts, and sometimes rages.
Certainty is her moral engine: the
engine in the center of this rare
planet.
accept any of my testimonials. ever!
what is the stinking problem? i've had
enough of this shit. i'm never writing
any testimonial for you evah. if you
were on trial for assasination i
wouldn't even tesitfy for you because
every thing i ever have tried to
testify about you in the past has been
tossed down the drains of the world
wide web. you must secretly hate me. i
know most people do. its okay. but
shit, man...
look like a pirate... take dana's piece
of cake and she'll go from happy to
grrrrrrr, grrrrrrr, and then she'll enact
revenge in any of a number of nasty
ways not excluding her terrible
covert-subversion maneuver but
mostly involving untold forms of
piratry. just look at her go grrrrrrr,
grrrrrrrr... oh blarney.
maybe i'll call you squint.
also dana likes to steal things like
your boiled egg slicer and your
nobukazu takemura cotton
longsleeve.
squint.
yup yup
blue cheese and pear pancakes. i think there
were walnuts too. i was a bit nervous but i
didnt want to tell her. seth was plain freaked
out. but they worked out unbelievably well.
after cooking together there and in a hallway
the size of a steamer trunk (ie small and
claustrophibic) i would recommend dana as a
companion in crime anyway. she plays a mean
game of chinese poker and can always be
relied upon to have the bruce springsteen or
bluegrass tape you need. just watch out if a
cat runs under her bed. shes likely to run
screaming into yours.
and missed much having left me with
naught but rhubarb crumble to take her
place. it's not really an even trade,
lose her and gain a perishable
dessert; even if it was a really good
dessert, it'll never be quite as
charismatic as dana is. i'll write a
better testimonial later once my wrist
heals. good luck on the greyhound
darlin.